Lord of the Demon Realm!

Within Purple Cloud Palace, it was like a marketplace from later generations, with endless bickering and disputes. One Saint might recommend someone, only for all the other Saints to immediately join forces in rebuttal. Seeing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun was slightly displeased. He frowned and rebuked, "No clamor within Purple Cloud Palace!"

Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun had spoken, the Saints naturally became meek and submissive, not daring to say another word as they waited for Hongjun's instructions.

Hongjun nodded in satisfaction, then said indifferently, "Your disciples will have their own destined opportunities in the future. This time, however, they should not become the Lord of the Demon Realm."

Their own destined opportunities? The Saints muttered inwardly. What destined opportunities? Isn't it all up to you?

Naturally, none of the Saints dared to speak such a greatly disrespectful thought aloud. They could only hurriedly agree in fearful sincerity.

After a brief silence, Kunpeng rose to his feet, bowed to Hongjun, and said, "May I ask what Teacher thinks of the Witch Race?"

The moment those words were spoken, the Saints' hearts stirred greatly. The two Western Saints in particular looked at Kunpeng as though fire might shoot from their eyes.

Indeed, the Witch Race seemed to have communicated with the Demonic Qi of heaven and earth before, so it would have been fitting for them to command the Demon Realm. Yet the Witch Race respected neither heaven nor earth. If they were allowed to command the Demon Realm, it would be absolutely impossible for anyone else to gain even a scrap of benefit from it.

At that thought, the Primordial Chaos Saints hurriedly spoke up in opposition.

"The Witch Race respects neither heaven nor earth, pays no homage to the Dao Ancestor, and understands not the Heavenly Mandate. How could they