Neither the Witch Clan nor the Demon Tribe could accept this result.
They simply could not understand why, when they were so powerful, they would still lose in the end.
"Fellow Daoist Stone Spirit, could we start over? I refuse to accept this result."
Demon Emperor Dijun was deeply unwilling to concede. He had prepared for so long, so why had things still turned out this way?
Wang Shi sighed softly.
He could understand.
No matter how many times they ran the war game, the outcome would not differ by much.
That was simply the reality of their respective fighting strengths. Continuing the war would only leave both sides devastated.
"Of course. Let's try again."
This time, the Demon Emperor changed his tactics. They chose to ambush and kill Houtu.
Indeed, it felt rather as though they were cheating this time. They wanted to find a way to win through the war game.
After careful consideration, the Demon Emperor and his people decided that the Witch Clan's greatest asset was still the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Dutian Divine Fiends Formation.
Once they established that formation, they were practically invincible.
It would take forcing Eastern Emperor Taiyi to self-destruct to deal with it.
But if they could break up that group of twelve, they could at least secure mutual destruction.
Although Wang Shi was somewhat displeased by their attempts to cheat, he went along with them.
He still ran the war game according to their requests.
And he did so without intervening himself.
Things went a little better this time, but nearly all the Ten Great Demon Marshals were killed or wounded. With Houtu gone,
the All-Heavens Divine Fiend Formation could not be established immediately, but in the end, they brought in some great witches to fill the gap.
The Witch Clan's