Forced Argument

For example, Jiufeng, Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, and Xuanming all had perfectly sound minds.

Jiufeng was even known as the Witch Clan Sage. She was no pushover; her schemes had made Di Jun and Taiyi suffer who knew how many losses.

Anyone who dared underestimate the Witch Clan was simply treating their own life and path as a joke.

Moreover, the Witch Clan had recruited many powerful experts, most of whom had come for Merit and Fortune.

They were likely eagerly awaiting the Witch Clan's formal announcement to the world, the establishment of a race or faction, and a share of the resulting Merit and Fortune to break through their current cultivation realms.

Even if the Thirteen Ancestral Witches and the one hundred and seven Innate Great Witches had not thought of this method, the mighty experts who had joined the Witch Clan would surely remind them.

However, even though Dongwang Gong knew Di Jun was right, he could not bring himself to swallow his pride.

"By then, the Pangu True Body's combat power will definitely rise dramatically, and it may even be able to attack more times. We will likely be even less of a match for the Witch Clan."

"Since that is the case, we might as well send troops now and attack the Witch Clan, forcing them to formally announce themselves to the world before their injuries recover and use Merit to heal. Once they expend some Merit on healing, the remaining Merit may not be enough for them to break through to the Late-Stage Primordial Golden Immortal realm."

"If so, we may have better odds against the Witch Clan."

The more Dongwang Gong spoke, the smoother his argument became, as though what he said was truly the most reasonable course of action.

Of course, if Dongwang