Although Bai Ze and the other Greater Demons had arrived, they stopped a long way from Mount Kunlun.
They were probably afraid that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would suddenly turn on them.
After all, over the past hundred years, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had killed quite a few Greater Demons of the Demon Race.
Besides Bai Ze and his companions, even Jieyin and Zhunti had come.
However, the two brothers looked rather strange now. Instead of Daoist robes, they wore kasayas, and their two large, gleaming bald heads drew the attention of many mighty figures of the Primordial World.
"I heard before that Jieyin and Zhunti had comprehended the supreme Great Dao and shaved their heads to show their resolve. I never thought it was true!"
"What supreme Great Dao? Aren't they both still at the early Quasi-Saint stage? Their cultivation doesn't seem much stronger than mine!"
"Excuses, nothing but excuses. My guess is that they suffered some sort of injury in the battle at Mount Dongyang. That's why they've appeared looking like this."
"Ah, now that you mention it, fellow Daoist, I think that really does sound plausible."
"If they'd truly comprehended the supreme Great Dao, they would probably have broken through to the mid Quasi-Saint stage already. Why would they still be stuck at the early Quasi-Saint stage?"
The mighty figures around them stared at Jieyin's and Zhunti's large bald heads, discussing them among themselves.
They were all guessing blindly, yet their guesses were remarkably close to the truth.
"Ahem..."
Though the discussion was quiet, how could Jieyin and Zhunti fail to hear it with their cultivation? Their old faces darkened at once.
Jieyin shot Zhunti a particularly fierce glare.
Didn't I tell you we shouldn't come out?
*You just had to join the excitement. Now look-we've