Hou Tu's heart stirred greatly when she heard this.
This fellow Daoist Divine Tree had put it so well.
This was true great compassion, great benevolence, great virtue.
Compared to this, the Two Saints of the West and the Three Pure Ones of the East were far too lacking.
They stood high above all others.
They thought only of their own teachings, only of schemes and calculations.
Yet they had lost this true great benevolence for the myriad spirits of the Primordial World and all things in the world!
At last, she understood the Divine Tree's Dao.
At the same time, she felt a kind of difficulty.
An incomparably immense difficulty.
She sighed. "When people are weak, they will follow your Dao."
"But when they become strong, they will instinctively refute your Dao."
"You say the many should restrain the few. That is very good."
"But there is a problem here."
Hou Tu frowned deeply.
Wenren Sheng smiled. "Go on."
"If Saints oppose your Dao, and a single Saint can surpass the combined strength of everyone else, what should be done then?" Hou Tu spoke without hesitation.
Because she knew that Saints could not hear her here with the Divine Tree.
And this was what she had always worried about.
The Ancestor Witches had always wanted to dominate the Primordial World and follow the old path of the Longhan Three Clans.
In truth, that too was a trap laid for them by the Saints.
But Hou Tu had vaguely sensed it.
Otherwise, how could she have avoided that fatal calamity, suppressed reincarnation, and become a restricted administrator? She possessed a primordial spirit, so she understood the terror of Saints.
Saints could deduce the Heavenly Secret, sense the ordained course of Heaven, and act in accordance with Heaven.
But the witchfolk