Heavens, just how much more had this man hidden from them?
Just how many unimaginable tricks did this fellow still have up his sleeve?
Just then, Wang Shi dropped another bombshell.
"Everyone in the Primordial World who has attained Sainthood owes their success in part to me. If I said that every Saint except Old Ancestor Hongjun and one other owed me a favor, no one would dare deny it."
The eleven Ancestral Witches completely lost the ability to think.
It was as though they were seeing Wang Shi anew.
Wang Shi, who had been their neighbor for so long and established the Buzhou Mountain Divine Hall, had all the Saints backing him?
What did it mean to be a big shot? This was a true big shot with powerful backing.
Who would dare provoke him? That would be courting death.
"All right, stop looking as though you've seen a ghost. You'd do well to listen to me."
"First, I can tell you with certainty that I have no need to harm you, nor any desire to."
"For the future of the Primordial World, the Witch Clan must leave."
This time, his words were decisive as a blade striking iron, leaving no room for doubt.
Under his piercing gaze, they finally compromised.
"We will heed your words, Fellow Daoist Stone Spirit."
"Actually, our little sister has been urging us to go to the Underworld all along."
"But our Witch Clan has lived here for generations. Asking us to move away all at once is truly difficult to adjust to."
"What I mean is, could you give us a little more time?"
Dijiang felt rather helpless. The difficulty of leaving one's homeland was no empty saying.
They had spent so long on Buzhou Mountain and put so much effort into building