Daoist Jieyin continued, "Once the two clans begin fighting, our Western Teaching will have a chance to take control of the Netherworld!"
Hearing this, Zhunti could not help asking, "With the Witch-Demon Clans fighting and Nuwa and Mu Jizi locked in a standoff, won't it be difficult for our Western Teaching to intervene?"
"Not so!" Daoist Jieyin shook his head. "The importance of the Reincarnation Netherworld goes without saying. Once the Witch-Demon Clans begin fighting, the other Primordial Chaos Saints will demand a share as well!"
"When that happens, how things unfold will no longer be up to those two!"
"Excellent!" Zhun Ti nodded with a smile!
Meanwhile, with the death of her elder brother, Great God Fuxi, fury, hatred, and grief welled up from the depths of Empress Nuwa's heart!
When a king flew into a rage, a million corpses could fall and blood could flow for a thousand miles! But when a Saint grew angry, heaven and earth collapsed, mountains and rivers shattered, worlds were destroyed, and all creatures became as insignificant as ants!
Of the two, a Saint was naturally far more powerful!
When a Saint rejoiced, the skies cleared and auspicious energy descended, with heaven and earth sharing that joy. When a Saint grew angry, the skies darkened, the earth shook, and all things perished, with heaven and earth sharing that sorrow!
At Empress Nuwa's wrath, rolling black clouds blanketed the Primordial Wilderness! Countless living beings felt terror rise from the depths of their hearts!
On distant Two Sages Island, Mu Jizi sensed the changes in heaven and earth and smiled faintly. With a wave of his hand, he tore open space and stepped through!
Furious, Empress Nuwa descended from Chaos, about to head to the Reincarnation Netherworld to slaughter the Eleven Ancestral Witches. Just then,