The Nine Divine Generals

"Why would you say that they are dead?" Old Man Yuan flicked his whisk, a smile on his face. "They are alive and well. Isn't that right, Gonggong?"

"Yes, Master." Gonggong spoke in a low, respectful voice.

Upon Gonggong say the word 'master', whispers broke out within both the Nuwa Alliance and the Seamless Gate. Looks of pain and hatred appeared in the eyes of Ji Ning, Daoist Three Purities, and the others. They wanted nothing more than to kill Old Man Yuan right now. They weren't fools; they could tell that it was Old Man Yuan behind all of this.

"So it was you, Old Man Yuan, who caused them to turn traitor?" The Lord of All Fiends growled.

"They are all my children. Why speak of 'betrayal'?" Old Man Yuan smiled.