"Trouble is coming..."
The old woman looked at the traces Gu Shaoshang had left behind as he fled this world and shook her head slightly.
"Empress..."
Only after a long while did a burly, imposing Giant Man enter the tribe. He bowed deeply before the old woman.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
The cloudiness in the old woman's eyes gradually faded. She glanced at the Giant Man indifferently.
"This old woman has always dressed this way. Have you forgotten?"
"Cough, cough! Maybe I remembered wrong..."
The Giant Man's face flushed crimson as he nodded desperately.
"You foolish oaf."
The old woman glared at the Giant Man, then waved her hand.
"From today onward, seal the realm."
"Empress, Elder Brother Xing Tian has not returned yet. If we seal the realm, then when Elder Brother Xing Tian returns from his tribulation, wouldn't he no longer be part of the Witch Clan?!"
The Giant Man was horrified.
So-called realm sealing meant gathering all timelines and parallel worlds within a realm, causing all Dao principles and laws to no longer correspond to those outside.
Though it was called sealing the realm, it was practically like burying oneself alive.
"What do you think a witch is?"
The old woman sighed softly.
"If we speak of bloodlines, Houtu is no longer a witch either..."
How could a race be nothing more than bloodline and flesh?
A race was civilization, history, faith, language, inheritance, a sense of identity, a sense of belonging... Bloodline was merely the most insignificant link.
If one spoke only of bloodline, then not to mention Da Luo cultivators, even countless acquired cultivators had long since ceased to possess their original bloodlines.
In truth, throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, there were many who, once they reversed themselves to the innate state,