Chapter 1979: Nüwa Decides to Stand By!

The nine-headed bird Gui Che's rampage of burning, killing, and looting across Spirit Snake Island had spread throughout the entire Honghuang.

Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun were en route to Penglai Immortal Island, so they did not know such a heinous incident had occurred among the Demon Saints, nor could they intervene.

With the reprimand from the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa and Fuxi immediately came to their senses.

"Thank you, Immortal Elder, for your guidance. Please speak a few kind words for us before the Three Pure Ones—Nüwa thanks you once more."

Nanji Immortal Elder nodded and left immediately; he had never wanted to come in the first place—had it not been for Master Yuanshi's order to deliver the message, he would have stayed hidden in his own domain.

After Nanji Immortal Elder departed, Nüwa and Fuxi returned at once to Nüwa Palace and had no intention of leaving again.

Neither of them knew how this matter would unfold.

If they were truly tied to this affair with the Demon Clan, it would be extremely troublesome!

"These Demon Saints truly have no sense of propriety."

Fuxi said angrily: "If they succeed this time, what about next time?"

Realizing this, Fuxi understood Nüwa's thoughts—besides, they had already given all their weapons to Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun.

With these weapons in hand, the Demon Clan's power would only grow stronger.

"The Three Pure Ones have acted."

"The Demon Clan will likely face even greater troubles—not only are we entangled, but other regions will also suffer significant repercussions."

Nüwa said irritably: "For now, we must not leave Nüwa Palace."

"Understood."

Fuxi certainly understood—he knew far more than others, and besides, Nüwa had already explained the full story to Jiu Ying last time.

The nine-headed bird Gui Che still went out—could Feilian possibly not know?

Feilian truly did not know.

He and Jiment were searching for a way to find Hong Yun, but his chances of locating Hong Yun were vanishingly small.

In short, Hong Yun hiding with Nanji Immortal Elder and Jin Ling was a fatal blow to them all.

As long as Hong Yun did not emerge, they could change nothing.

Of course, Hong Yun understood—he knew well that someone from the Witch Clan must take responsibility.

Jiufeng and Xiangliu, as Great Witches, should know their own limits.

Xingtian had also rushed to the Witch Clan's affairs in time.

"Xiangliu, you must hold this position!"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches have not returned so quickly—even Luo Fu, if he were to return, must come through other routes."

Xiangliu nodded and glanced at Jiufeng, who said nothing.

They two must bear this responsibility.

After all, entrusting Pangu Hall to them was not unreasonable—Qiangliang was here, and Qiangliang's ancestral Witch power far surpassed theirs.

Even if they failed to obtain anything, they should still find some way forward.

"We Great Witches have our own strength!"

"Exactly. Even doing this, it's good to understand each other—we are no match inferior to the strongest among the Demon Clan, and we fear them not."

What Jiment and the others are doing, they will never earn a place in the Ancient Demon Court.

The more they thought this way, the more their minds would change.