"The astute are distinguished by their ability to understand the times, and your choice is undoubtedly the correct one," Ye Xuan said with a faint smile, giving off the sensation of a spring breeze and gentle rain.
The clash of weapons ceased, and Heaven and Earth fell silent.
The Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation was being dismantled, and both Ye Xuan and Sun Wukong sheathed their weapons, thereby restoring clarity to this part of the world. However, immense humiliation filled the hearts of every Witch Clan member.
Since the dawn of Heaven and Earth, the Witch Clan had been domineering and unbending, fiercely contending even with the Ancient Demon Court. But today, they were subdued by Ye Xuan, an unprecedented occurrence, and for them it was a humiliation of extraordinary shame.
Every member of the Witch Clan was seething with anger, yet they dared not express it. However, the seeds of hatred had been planted, and in time they would surely bear fruit.
