However.
Zhu Rong refused to listen and continued to shout that she wanted to fight.
Dijiang felt quite helpless when he encountered such a stubborn person as Zhurong.
Dijiang could only turn to Houtu for help.
At times like these, only Houtu can convince Zhurong.
Sensing Dijiang's pleading gaze, Houtu sighed softly and said in a clear voice.
"The demon race has suffered a great loss of strength, but it is not crippled."
"Just as my elder brother said, blindly attacking will only cause our men to die in vain."
He even tried to refute Zhu Rong.
Houtu changed the subject and said.
"But if Di Jun were to perish, that would be a completely different story!"
"Although Di Jun was rescued, I observe that his very essence has been damaged, and he should be unable to recover!"
These words were spoken.
Dijiang and the other ancestral witches all showed expressions of surprise and delight.
Zhu Rong's resentment and anxiety vanished abruptly, replaced by delight.
"Little sister."
"Have you looked carefully?"
"Is that scruffy bird Dijun really about to die?"
Upon hearing this...
Houtu nodded slightly and said.
"I can't be mistaken!"
"If nothing unexpected happens, Di Jun will surely die."
He paused for a moment.
Houtu's expression turned serious, and she said in a deep voice.
"This is what I'm thinking..."
"If Di Jun perishes, we can unite with the human race and together attack the Sun Star."
"But if Di Jun had not perished, we would need to consider this carefully."
As Houtu's voice continued to ring out.
The group of ancestral witches couldn't help but nod repeatedly.
Houtu's method was a compromise, but it was also the safest approach.
"Then it's settled!"
"Once that wretched bird, Di Jun, falls, we will march on the Sun Star!"
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Zhu Rong's voice was full of anticipation.
It's as if I can already see the scene of the Witch Clan setting foot on the Sun Star...
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