"Is that them?" Fuxi frowned at the two streaks of light shooting toward them and spoke mildly.
Soaring Serpent also looked up at the two streaks of light. Recognizing the visitors, Soaring Serpent asked Fuxi, "Master, should I... excuse myself?"
"No need. Let us see what they have come for. We can continue our conversation afterward." Fuxi lowered his head as he spoke.
"Yes." Soaring Serpent rose and stood to one side.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Soon, the two streaks of light landed before them, transforming into an old man in white with a graying beard and a middle-aged man in a long black robe. They were Bai Ze and Yingzhao.
"Greetings, Xi Sovereign!" Bai Ze and Yingzhao cupped their hands and bowed to Fuxi, who was still sitting on the ground.
Fuxi rose and returned their bow. "Why have the two Demon Sages left the comforts of the Heavenly Court to visit the Yellow River today?"
"I came expressly to find you, Xi Sovereign," Bai Ze said with a smile. Then he stepped back, the smile fading from his face as his expression grew solemn. Bowing deeply to Fuxi, he said, "I implore you to save the Demon Race, Xi Sovereign. Bai Ze would be eternally grateful!"
"We beg you, Xi Sovereign!" Yingzhao also bowed deeply beside him.
"Hmm?" Hearing their words and seeing their posture, Fuxi frowned, his expression gradually growing solemn as well.
Beside him, Soaring Serpent raised an eyebrow, a playful look flashing across that face. Two Demon Sages had come to beg the master to save the Demon Race. It seemed Empress Houtu's attainment of primordial unity had put them under such immense pressure that they could hardly withstand it.
Judging by this... the Witch Race would very likely win the Witch-Demon War in the end. That