Only after a long while did the Primordial World's beings suddenly come to their senses.
The figure in the sky was none other than—
One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu, was it not?
For some inexplicable reason, Houtu had been chosen by the Primordial Earth Dao. In the end, she merged with the Primordial Earth Dao and became an Earth Dao Sage.
She had also used her own body to evolve the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
She was likewise blessed with immense Merit.
Yet even so, Houtu's combat power clearly should not have reached such a level.
After all, her foundation was far too shallow.
Her origin was merely that of one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Though such an origin was already quite impressive,
it was clearly lacking in many respects compared to the other sages.
It could even be said to be rather weak.
Furthermore, from another perspective,
Houtu's primordial spirit had always been incomplete.
Only at the moment she became a sage was Houtu's primordial spirit successfully restored.
Only then could Goddess Houtu cultivate spells.
Could a sage like her truly possess combat power greater than Sage Zhunti's?
One had to know that Sage Zhunti had attained sagehood alongside the Guiding Sage of the West.
By now, he had been a sage for countless years.
The foundation accumulated over so many years was clearly terrifying.
Yet he had still been overtaken by Goddess Houtu.
Compared this way, it was truly difficult to believe.
How long had Houtu been a sage in total?
On careful calculation, it had only been a few hundred years.
After merely a few hundred years, had Houtu's combat power already surpassed Sage Zhunti's?
This was simply beyond imagination.
Not to mention Sage Zhunti—even the other beings of the Primordial World found it