Chapter 2020: Jieyin and Zhunti Break Apart!

Saint Zhunti was indeed tempted.

The Flame Mouse believed that if Saint Zhunti could help them, their demonic race could resolve many conflicts.

But even if Saint Zhunti came this time, he might not be able to help them, for what follows with Gui Che will have profound repercussions, possibly even disgracing the demonic race entirely.

Saint Jieyin said: "What we must do, we must do; what we must not do, we absolutely must not do!"

"The things we've gained this time are far more than just these, Jieyin, don't be so rigid."

Saint Zhunti realized the situation was not as simple as they had imagined; these demonic sages had no real need to make such assumptions—they were merely projecting their own desires.

But the promises of Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun seemed to align with what they had said.

If there is contact, it will be beneficial to both sides; perhaps they can succeed.

"Let's go find Shang Yang right now!"

"Do not go!"

If they have ties to the Phoenix Clan, then the Two Western Saints would be violating their sect's rules.

Shang Yang is connected to the Phoenix Clan; such a figure can foretell fortune and misfortune, and as a demonic sage of the demonic race, he would hardly cooperate with people like them.

But Saint Zhunti refused to listen.

He knew what he possessed, so when he encountered the demonic race before, they had no way to resolve it either.

Saint Jieyin said again: "You must think clearly—if you do this, it will only hide deadly danger."

"It's better than staying like this."

Saint Jieyin and Saint Zhunti parted on bad terms; even if they hadn't spoken of it then, a rift had already begun to form between them.

Saint Zhunti said again: "The demonic race and the witch clan have laid everything plainly before us—must we truly do nothing?"

There are few things the demonic race and witch clan have laid plainly before us.

Even if Tian Wu and Weng Zi have promised them, Jieyin knows they cannot accept, and in this Honghuang, there is still everything under Luo Fu's control.

Luo Fu has set his sights on the witch clan!

"Do you know Saint Luo Fu's bias? If Saint Luo Fu truly favors the witch clan, what future does the demonic race have?" said Jieyin.

Saint Zhunti said: "Then I will defy heaven itself!"

"Luo Fu is not heaven!"

Saint Jieyin simply could not stand them, so he made things as complicated as possible.

As long as this matter has no connection to them, no matter what happens, Luo Fu's situation—as it is now—makes it clear what must be done.

The demonic race came begging to their door—he dared to accept.

Even if the demonic race had not come begging, he would seize this chance to shake heaven itself.

"I will find Shang Yang!"

Saint Zhunti added: "Jieyin, we are one and the same—if you won't go, you'll still end up joining me anyway. Why not work together?"

Saint Jieyin paid him no heed; besides, the witch clan had already left—why pretend anymore?

He had no desire to get entangled in these disputes; Weng Zi's hint before leaving was enough for Jieyin to understand that the great war between the witch clan and the demonic race was about to begin.

Once the war begins, all life in Honghuang will be unable to escape—likely resulting in widespread devastation.

Only they can remain unscathed; if they can save, they save; if they cannot, they simply leave.

But Saint Zhunti is deeply entangled—everything is different now.

They were originally one, yet Jieyin has his own thoughts—so they are not truly one; Jieyin will never agree to Saint Zhunti's words.