The Demon Race's army had completely withdrawn from the Primordial World, and the Witch Clan was resting and regrouping!
Meanwhile, Dijiang, Zhurong, Rushou, and the other ten Ancestral Shamans were still miserably trapped inside the Innate Five Elements Formation on Mount Buzhou.
They could neither get out nor get in.
Their misery was beyond words!
"The battle is over. You two may leave. I won't keep you any longer."
A flash of light shone inside the Hall of Ascending Heaven, and Daochen appeared atop its golden dais, immediately ordering Xuanming and Houtu to leave!
"You're letting us go just like that?"
Houtu froze at Daochen's words.
Had Daochen really captured the two sisters solely to keep the Twelve Ancestral Witches out of the battle?
And not because...
"Rest assured, I have no interest in violent girls. You two may go."
Sensing what Houtu was thinking, Daochen's mouth twitched.
Truthfully, Houtu and Xuanming were every bit as beautiful as Nüwa!
But their tempers...
Alas!
The less said, the better!
"Uh..."
Houtu's pretty face flushed at Daochen's words.
Had she really been overthinking things?
But then she reconsidered!
Or perhaps it was a woman's jealousy stirring.
A sudden defiance rose in her heart!
What do Xuanming and I lack compared to Nüwa?
Why do you find us sisters so objectionable, Daochen?
Isn't it just our tempers?
Can't we change them??
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Once again, without fail, Daochen caught Houtu's thoughts and coughed out the immortal wine he had just brought to his lips.
Lady.
What are you doing?
Am I that sort of man??
Hurry up and leave. If you don't...
If that hot-tempered Nüwa storms out here, I'm finished!
Don't you know women have terrible tempers when they're pregnant?
I'm not ready to die!
"Why are you in such a