Hongjun Lectures His Disciples: You Three Pure Ones Are Far Inferior to the Ancestral Witches

Yes, the Witch Race had lain low, and seemed intent on staying that way until the end of time. Even if the Primordial World exploded, they would never come out.

But as Kunpeng had asked at a high-level meeting of the Demon Race: "Who can guarantee that the Witch Race will never come out again?

"And if they do, what will our Demon Race do then?"

Those two questions were simply too deadly.

Even if there were ten thousand chances that the Witch Race would never come out again and would never attack the Demon Race, what if they did?

The odds of that happening might seem tiny, but if it came to pass, that was what they called "what if"—a joke with a deadly punchline.

Neither Di Jun nor Tai Yi, nor any other high-ranking member of the Demon Race, could ever entrust the safety of their race to the whims of their enemy, the Witch Race.

As the saying went, once a Chain of Suspicion formed, there was no way to break it except by destroying one side.

So no matter how the Witch Race changed, the Demon Race's strategy of treating them as its greatest hypothetical enemy had never changed, from beginning to end.

That was why, upon hearing that Zhu Jiuyin would achieve Hunyuan at most ten thousand years from now, that Dijiang and Houtu had already reached the Half-Sage realm, and that even Zhurong—the one they had never thought much of, though Tai Yi could take on five opponents at once and Di Jun could barely manage two—had already reached the peak of the Quasi-Sage realm, how could they not panic?

They especially thought of how the Twelve Ancestral Witches could still gather to form the True Form of Pangu.

That was genuine Hunyuan-level combat