Suddenly, a domineering voice rang out across heaven and earth.
Seeing flames ignite on his arrow, Hou Yi was startled. He immediately grew wary, no longer daring to be as overconfident as before.
A man clad in dragon robes suddenly appeared beside Little Golden Crow.
It was Di Jun.
Close behind Di Jun came the Eastern Emperor, Fuxi, the Ten Great Demon Saints, and the other members of the Demon Tribe. Almost their entire force had arrived.
"Father, my eldest brother and the others..."
Seeing that the Demon Tribe had finally arrived, Little Golden Crow could no longer hold himself together and burst into tears.
Di Jun had been about to reprimand his son, but when he saw that only one Little Golden Crow remained, he found himself unable to say a word.
His towering fury almost took tangible form.
"Someone, escort the Golden Crow Prince back."
Of his ten sons, only one remained. Di Jun could not let him face any more danger.
This time, Little Golden Crow did not dare argue.
After all, his nine brothers had died right before his eyes.
Once Little Golden Crow had been taken care of, Di Jun turned his gaze to Hou Yi.
"I have never seen you before. I hear you are an Ancestral Witch. You must be the newly emerged one."
Di Jun's voice was icy.
Just then, someone among the Demon Tribe recognized Hou Yi.
"Your Majesty, this man was previously Hou Yi, a renowned Great Witch of the Witch Clan. I never imagined he would reach the Ancestral Witch realm."
Di Jun narrowed his eyes at his subordinate's report.
"A Great Witch?"
As the Witch Clan's longtime adversary, Di Jun knew them well.
He knew that Ancestral Witches did not emerge so easily.
The only explanation was that