Within the Western camp, Chiyou sat in the tent with his eighty-one brothers gathered around him.
They had ruled the Western Human Race for many years.
One brother could not help asking, "Why not summon all the Witch Clan experts? We can just kill our way back to the east!"
Chiyou sternly rebuked him, "The words of a fool! Have you forgotten Empress Pingxin's instructions? After reincarnating, we are Human Race members. The Witch Clan is already in the past."
"If we wish to restore our former glory, we can only rely on the Human Race. We bear the mission of opening a new path for the Witch Clan!"
Though unwilling, the others said no more.
Chiyou led his army toward Two Realms Mountain, but their march was not fast.
In this battle, both sides sought caution.
The outcome of the first battle was crucial. They had to seize the initiative.
Looking at the brothers around him, Chiyou worried in secret.
Though they had reincarnated as humans, the memories they retained from their previous lives still left them carrying the murderous aura of the Witch Clan.
As the shared ruler of the west, he could suppress it with the Human Race's fortune.
But his brothers were often eroded by that baleful aura. A single misstep could turn them into killing machines.
Perhaps the Western Teachings had a way to solve it.
After much consideration, he decided to send a letter to the Western Teachings and seek help.
Following a long period of preparation, both armies finally completed their deployments at Two Realms Mountain.
The confrontation between east and west was about to begin.
The battle soon erupted.
Chiyou was impatient by nature and could not hold back, launching a full assault first!
Xuanyuan swiftly deployed his troops and commanders to