Guiding Dijiang, Flooding the East Sea

"Ancestor Witch Dijiang!"

At that moment, Xuandu stepped forward and cupped his fists in salute. "May I ask, Ancestor Witch, have you truly finished dealing with your matter?"

"What matter?"

Dijiang looked at Xuandu in confusion.

Xuandu did not waste words, getting straight to the point. "The matter concerning the Witch Clan's inheritance."

"Junior Brother has already explained it just now. I now more or less understand the specifics."

However, I believe there is truly no need to reclaim authority after three generations. It may even stifle the Race's development!

"What do you mean by that?"

Parting his lips, Dijiang looked at Xuandu in puzzlement.

He had truly not expected him to say such a thing. Even Li Yun was no exception.

Xuandu did not hold anything back, speaking bluntly. "A Race's inheritance and continuation are themselves a natural Law."

"If you reclaim it after three generations, you may indeed secure your own status, but you will also strangle the Race's future."

"Most importantly, when the time comes, all of you Ancestor Witches will need to strive toward cultivation at higher realms. Will you truly have the time to manage the affairs within the clan?"

"Why not let the newly born kings manage all this? You Ancestor Witches may no longer have the time to govern, but the new kings born now have more than enough time to accomplish it all."

At these words, Dijiang fell into deep thought.

Li Yun looked at Xuandu in surprise. He had not expected him to possess such insight.

This matter was indeed beneficial to the Human Race, but whether it could develop the same way within the Witch Clan depended on the resolve of the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

After all, if the Twelve Ancestor Witches made up their minds to let go, then