The Twelve Ancestral Witches let their imaginations run wild!
They considered every possibility, growing ever more convinced that the scoundrel Yuanshi was behind it.
As for the other Sages...
Sorry, they genuinely had not considered them.
Jieyin and Zhunti were far too cowardly, while Laozi kept his cards close to his chest. The Twelve Ancestral Witches had never had any direct conflict with Laozi, either, so they ruled him out outright.
As for Tongtian, the thought never even crossed their minds.
With everyone else eliminated, only Yuanshi remained!
Who else could it possibly be???
"Thank you for telling us, Demon Emperor. Once we Twelve Ancestral Witches have settled accounts with that little thief Yuanshi, we will certainly repay you generously!"
Dijiang cupped his fists and bowed slightly.
The Witch Clan did not favor the formal bows used by the Primordial World's Daoist School. How could those compare to the toughness and manliness of cupping one's fists?
"If possible, Demon Emperor, please intervene to stop our Witch Clan warriors and the people of your Demon Race Heavenly Court while we settle accounts with that old bastard Yuanshi."
Goumang wore a rare look of seriousness as he spoke in a pleading tone.
"What the fuck!"
At Dijiang and Goumang's words, Daochen nearly lost the solemn expression he had been maintaining.
Could you Twelve Ancestral Witches be any stupider?
You've beaten Yuanshi up more than once. With his courage, would he dare scheme against you like this?
Was he itching for another beating?
Five Sages!
A full five Sages!
And with the Tribulation Clouds so thick outside, are you Twelve Ancestral Witches sure you can charge out without primordial spirits and not be corrupted by the tribulation aura?
Wouldn't you end up as puppets of slaughter?
Hacking down everyone you saw?
The thought