When the young Golden Crow heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, at a loss for what to do.
Although he had been born for many eons, due to Emperor Jun and Xi He's overprotective care, his temperament was far less resolute than that of cultivators at the same realm.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have run out of the soup valley because of a word from the Great Golden Crow, and recklessly gone near Buzhou Mountain to slaughter the Witch Tribe.
As a result, after angering the Witch Clan, he brought upon himself the disaster of his own death!
Looking at the heartbroken young Golden Crow, Xuanqing couldn't help but sigh: "Hou Yi has already left! However, your father king and mother queen, along with the Demon Clan's forces, have descended to the lower realm! They are currently in a standoff with the Twelve Ancestor Witches! If this poor Daoist is not wrong, a earth-shattering war between the Witch and Demon Clans will soon erupt!"
