The moment Dijiang opened his mouth, he spoke of flattening the Thirty-Three Heavens, showing just how warlike the Witch Race was.
It also showed, indirectly, their respect for the Dao Venerable.
If anyone dared attack the Dao Venerable's sect, they would not fear even Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
"You now possess Primordial Spirits. You should think things through more."
"Hongjun is a Heavenly Dao Saint. His Primordial Spirit resides within the Heavenly Dao, making him undying and indestructible."
"Moreover, he is the Heavenly Dao's most important spokesman."
"If we stormed Zixiao Palace, even the Heavenly Dao would lend him a hand."
Lin Changsheng spoke with a smile.
These fellows truly knew no restraint.
"Then are we just letting this go?"
Dijiang asked, his eyes wide with unwillingness.
"Of course not."
"I've already collected quite a bit of interest."
"But you will be the focus of what comes next."
"As one of the protagonists of this tribulation, your Witch Race has displayed strength beyond Hongjun's expectations."
"He will probably begin laying plans for the Demon Race to increase their strength."
Lin Changsheng spoke with a far-reaching gaze.
"What can a mere Demon Race do, even with Hongjun scheming for them?"
"With you here, Dao Venerable, we Twelve Ancestral Witches have no need to fear them."
Dijiang spoke with simple honesty.
"Of course."
"But you must not underestimate Hongjun's methods."
"To survive this tribulation, we must still look to Houtu."
Lin Changsheng turned his gaze toward Houtu.
"Our little sister?"
"Could our little sister be the first to become a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal?"
Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches looked at Houtu expectantly.
If a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal emerged among their Witch Race, the crisis could be resolved.
"Houtu's achievements will go far beyond that."
Houtu was the one who would