"Oh, right. I really did forget about that."
"Then we're in a bind. How are we supposed to deal with them?"
Holy Mother Jinling was clearly stumped too. They still had some Hongmeng Purple Qi to spare, but Dragonfly Captain had warned them that they couldn't give it to these natives. Otherwise, they could have created two more Saints!
"Why don't we ask the Witch Clan for help?" the King of Wuji suddenly suggested.
"Right, either the Witch Clan or the Demon Race would work. In this era, Di Jun, Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are still around!" Holy Mother Jinling's eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's an option too. Whether it's the Celestial Star Dou Formation or the All-Heaven Baleful God Formation, either could hold its own against a Saint. At this point, this is our only option! Hopefully, we can persuade them to help!"
Red Boy hurriedly said, "There's no time to lose, Senior Sister. Stay here and refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi first. The king and I will split up."
"Your Majesty, let's go!"
They acted without delay. Under the eyes of the Three Realms' audience, Red Boy and the King of Wuji flew off separately toward the Sun Star and the Witch Clan's territory.
"Master, what do we do next? The captain just told us that the circle will shrink in about five hundred years. Should we seize the chance to ambush Red Boy and the others, or make other preparations?"
Elsewhere, Sun Wukong and Chan Master Wuchao were also discussing their plans before the Three Realms' audience.
"Wukong, let's wait for them at the Witch Clan! Red Boy and the others will probably think of the All-Heaven Baleful God Formation and the Celestial Star Dou Formation too, and seek help. We'll get there first and