Although they had hacked apart the two Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, this time.
Anyone with discerning eyes knew that these two were the weakest of the six Heavenly Dao Saints.
Even to attain their Saint Dao Fruit, they had needed to make the Forty-Eight Great Vows to the Heavenly Dao before receiving enough merit to become Saints.
The other Saints were different.
And so.
When Houtu had handed the Thought Intent Method that Lin Tian had tossed her to her eldest brother, Dijiang.
Dijiang had so decisively agreed to the course of action Houtu relayed, which Lin Tian had casually grumbled about in his thoughts, and had even gathered the Twelve Ancestral Witches to spend over a hundred years discussing and refining it.
That had led to the scene of the Twelve Ancestral Witches joining forces to storm Mount Sumeru, besieging it to strike down its reinforcements, and hacking apart the two Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin.
Dijiang had agreed to do this precisely to intimidate those Heavenly Dao Saints.
That would give the Ancestral Witches enough time to cultivate the Thought Intent Method and advance their cultivation.
Back when they had discussed it in their Father God's sacred hall, their eldest brother, Dijiang, had already made this clear to them.
Even Houtu had firmly kept that point in mind.
Yet judging by her fifth brother Zhurong's bewildered expression now, he clearly had not taken it to heart.
At that thought, Houtu could not help clenching her fists again.
She felt that her fists would make her fifth brother Zhurong remember these things better than words could.
At that same moment, Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Gonggong had the same thought.
After exchanging glances, they silently reached an understanding.
The three Ancestral Witches would join forces and give Zhurong a thorough beating!