The Nine-Infant Demon Saint wanted to give chase, but Houtu immediately stopped him.
Only then did Nine-Infant steady himself and take a careful look.
The moment he saw the newcomer's face, his heart jolted.
His body instinctively retreated.
He widened the distance between himself and Houtu.
"Witch Race Ancestral Witch Houtu!?"
"I never expected you to be the one targeting this Demon Saint!"
"The Witch Race truly has calculated well!"
"Aren't you afraid that His Majesty Dijun will retaliate afterward?!"
Houtu remained calm, showing no reaction whatsoever to the Nine-Infant Demon Saint's words.
If Dijun or Taiyi were here, she might have given some response.
But what did a mere Nine-Infant amount to?
Houtu had a good temper, but that depended on who she was dealing with.
If Hongxuan had not wanted to use him to temper his Dao Heart, Houtu would have slapped him to death long ago.
Now, she only needed to wait for Hongxuan to deal with the other Demon Race cultivators before leaving Nine-Infant to him.
For now, Houtu merely restrained Nine-Infant and had not even unleashed any particularly powerful attacks.
She did not want to drive Nine-Infant into a desperate frenzy and cause any accidents.
Elsewhere.
When Hongxuan saw the Nine-Infant Demon Saint being led away by Houtu, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just now, when he felt the terrifying aura erupting from a Quasi-Sage, he had nearly suffocated.
He probably would not have been able to withstand even one move.
But who could blame him for enjoying living off a woman?
He could not handle it, but his woman could.
Didn't that make it the same as him handling it?
While the Grand Luo Golden Immortal Demon Commander opposite him was still shocked by Houtu's appearance, Hongxuan showed no