The first to come back to his senses was Ancestor Witch Tian Hao. He trembled violently and shouted Houtu's name directly, clearly unable to accept what Houtu had done.
Fortunately, the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches have the same roots and origin. Although Houtu's face was gloomy, she did not blame Ancestor Witch Tian Hao for calling her by her name.
"Although the Demon Race has slight enmity with our clan, they are, after all, one of the beings in the Three Realms. Today, this Saint convenes this Heavenly Mending gathering for the safety of the Three Realms. Since you are all Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan, how can you hold on to obsessions to persecute our Demon Daoist friends? Is it because I, Houtu, have become a Saint that gives you the audacity?"
Houtu rebuked coldly, rendering the Witch Clan motionless on the spot, and making Ancestor Witch Tian Hao's face turn red with anger and disbelief as he looked at Houtu.
"Cough... cough...!"
