Are You Kidding? The Demon Race Crown Prince Led the Witch Clan to Attack the Western Sect?

Thus, the Twelve Ancestor Witches led the Witch Clan army under the command of the Demon Race Crown Prince, Bo Huang, and marched mightily toward Mount Sumeru.

⊙?⊙! The mighty experts watching in secret were dumbfounded. Inside the Azure Dragon Secret Realm, Qiu Niu, one of the Nine Sons of Ancestor Dragon, slapped himself. Smack! It hurt quite a bit.

Ya Zi looked puzzled. "Big Brother, why are you hitting yourself?"

Qiu Niu said, "I feel like I'm dreaming. The Demon Race Crown Prince is leading the Witch Clan army to attack Mount Sumeru. Don't you find that strange?"

"Holy crap! It really is! Big Brother, the Great Crown Prince of the Demon Race is way too impressive, isn't he?" Chao Feng said.

Ao Yue said, "That kid's capable. It's nothing strange. Before long, he even said he could help the Dragon Clan rise again. Just wait and see."

In the Heavenly Court, Di Jun set up a water mirror and watched the spectacle with the Demon Race's mighty experts. When he saw Bo Huang riding on Zhu Rong's neck as he set out, Di Jun laughed so hard that he dropped his cup. "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! This kid really knows how to have fun."

Tai Yi said, "Record it. Hurry and record it. If we end up fighting the Witch Clan later, these will be precious scenes."

Di Jun shook his head. "Second Brother, your reaction is too slow. Look at the Demon Master—he's already recorded it."

Tai Yi laughed heartily. "Big Brother, I'll go prepare the Grand Formation of the Stars. If the Witch Clan doesn't cripple the Western Sect, our Demon Race can help out too."

Di Jun nodded. "No problem. The relationship between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race has eased now. Besides, Zhu Rong is my son's mount. How could we not help?" (Zhu Rong: Get lost already...)

The scene returned to Mount Sumeru. Dijiang showed no restraint at all, transforming directly into his Ancestor Witch true form and kicking the mountain-protecting formation. The rumbling boom gave Jieyin quite a fright.

Jieyin came back to his senses and swept the area with his divine sense. "Junior Brother, you'd better not go out. I'll handle this." Yet inwardly, he thought, Junior Brother was beaten so badly. If he saw the Ancestor Witches, wouldn't he risk his life fighting them?

Not long after, Jieyin descended the mountain. "What brings you all here?"

Bo Huang spoke up. "You bastards treated us like fools. We're here to settle accounts."

Jieyin feigned ignorance. "Settle accounts? What accounts?"

Dijiang said, "Fifty million Merit Coins. You promised to repay them once you became Saints. Where's the merit?"

Jieyin shamelessly said, "I still owe merit to the Heavenly Dao after Becoming a Saint. How am I supposed to repay you?"

Bo Huang nodded. "You had this planned long ago, didn't you? Jieyin, did you guess that since you two are usually so immoral and shameless, you wouldn't have any merit?"

"Pfft!" Hongyun, who was hiding nearby, burst out laughing. Bo Huang is such an honest child. Every word is the truth.

Jieyin looked at Bo Huang. "Great Crown Prince, you jest... Junior Brother and I didn't want this either. Who could have expected that the merit from Establishing a Sect wouldn't be enough for us to Become Saints?"

Bo Huang said, "Then what do you intend to do now? You can't possibly think that owing us money means you don't have to repay it, right? Believe it or not, your Western Sect will go bankrupt right after being established."

Jieyin shook his head. "You should know that Saints are undying and indestructible. I hope you do not ruin yourselves."

Bo Huang said to Dijiang, "It seems Saint Jieyin wants to see everyone's methods. Form the array and beat him up. It's true that Saints are undying and indestructible, but whether they are unbeatable is another matter."

Hearing this, Dijiang shouted, "Great Array of the Heavenly Gods, rise! Father God's true body, condense! Today, we'll tear down Mount Sumeru and teach those two shameless bastards a lesson."

As he spoke, baleful energy surged from the Twelve Ancestor Witches. Bo Huang turned into a rainbow and rose into the sky to watch the battle. "Haha, Ancestor Witch Dijiang, Mount Sumeru's spiritual veins have been gathered by Jieyin and Zhunti for years. Tear down the mountain and send the spiritual veins to the bank. We'll take those too, and you can make up for your losses."

By then, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had finished forming the array. The Pangu True Body nodded and threw a punch at Jieyin.

Jieyin was miserable. He could not dodge at all; Mount Sumeru stood behind him. If the Witch Clan truly overturned it, then his time as a Saint would be over. He was not afraid of losing face, but he could not lose it like this, could he?

Thus, Jieyin could only unleash his golden body and begin a physical clash with the Pangu True Body.