"The Kalpa has yet to end, so karmic retribution will not descend yet. Jieyin and Zhunti think they've landed a tremendous bargain, but they're actually playing with fire. One careless move, and the entire Western Religion could go down with them."
After Jieyin and Zhunti left, Nüwa appeared beside Daochen.
At the sight of Nüwa, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Dijun, Bai Ze, and the others did not even dare breathe too loudly.
Fuxi, in particular, was so flustered that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
But how could Jieyin and Zhunti fail to understand what Nüwa had said?
They had managed to take the barren Western Land and, despite the presence of four Saints, build it into a Buddha Kingdom that would even leave the Daoist sects struggling to breathe during the Journey to the West Tribulation.
How could Jieyin and Zhunti be ordinary figures?
Whatever Nüwa could see clearly, Jieyin and Zhunti could naturally see clearly as well.
Even what Nüwa could not see clearly, the two fellow disciples could discern. But then again, did Jieyin and Zhunti have a choice?
If they had a choice, they would not have jumped into Daochen's fiery pit despite knowing full well that he had dug it for them.
Because the Western Land was short of people!
The heavenly dao merit they owed remained unpaid, hanging like a sword over Jieyin and Zhunti's heads at every moment.
They had no choice but to leap into the fiery pit Daochen had prepared.
Because the Witch Clan and Demon Race were too powerful.
Leaving Daochen aside, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had all reached the late quasi-saint stage. Xuanming and Houtu, in particular, were even showing signs of approaching the pinnacle quasi-saint stage.
If this continued, just how formidable