White Tiger's heart churned with stormy waves. He had thought the Three Brothers of Morality before him were already the limit.
He had never expected the Witch Race to possess so many powerful Saints.
Even the Earthly Dao, equal in status to the Heavenly Dao, was controlled by Pangu's descendants.
At the same time, White Tiger's heart brimmed with incomparable envy and jealousy toward the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, and Black Tortoise Clans.
As the saying went, without comparison, there was no harm.
During the Fierce Beast Calamity, his White Tiger Clan had stood alongside those four clans as one of the five strongest races in the Primordial Wilderness.
Yet now, which one of those four great clans could not casually wipe out his White Tiger Clan?
"Such terrifying strength—no wonder Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, Beginning Qilin, and Black Tortoise Patriarch submitted to the Witch Race.
"Compared to those four clans, the White Tiger Clan can now only be considered a minor clan.
"If the White Tiger Clan refuses to submit to the Witch Race, how will the Three Brothers of Morality treat us?
"Could it be that they intend to destroy the White Tiger Clan?"
At this moment, White Tiger's expression gradually turned grave.
With the Witch Race being so terrifying, if he refused to submit, his clan would likely be destroyed in an instant just after returning.
If they were truly exterminated this time, the White Tiger Clan would have no more chances. They could only await the immeasurable calamity and endure it before returning.
"Daoist Friend, there is no need to rush into rejecting Poor Daoist's invitation.
"Poor Daoist came to the White Tiger Clan this time first to help Daoist Friend return ahead of time.
"The other purpose is to deliver a heaven-shaking opportunity to the White