Apart from that, although the other Saints didn't leave their Daoist Schools, their Divine Sense was projected to Buzhou Mountain, observing the war between the Human Clan Ancestral Land and the Witchman Clan.
Not just the Saints, but numerous forces in the Primordial world were actually watching this war.
Xuanyuan, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, looked solemnly at Chi You, and beside him, Cang Jie also looked sternly at Chi You.
"Chi You, various forces have abandoned you, merely relying on the power of your Witchman Clan cannot contend with our Human Clan Ancestral Land."
"You might as well surrender and integrate into our Human Clan Ancestral Land, to avoid causing heavy casualties among our Human Race Creatures again."
Xuanyuan knew that the character of the Witchman Clan was very similar to the Witch Clan; they would rather die in battle than surrender.
But he still wanted to try; if he could subdue the power of the Witchman Clan without fighting, that would be ideal.
