Zhou Ming looked at Houtu's face, filled with shock and disbelief, and spoke calmly.
"Destroying the Primordial Wilderness was the true purpose of Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao."
Houtu tried to find a hint of jest on Zhou Ming's face, even if it was only the slightest trace.
But there was none.
His face held only an age-old, unchanging calm.
"Why... Why would they do this?"
"This world was formed from Father God's body. How dare they!"
Zhou Ming let out a soft sigh and slowly explained, "It is precisely because this world was formed from Father God that they want to destroy it."
"Once the Primordial Wilderness was shattered, it could no longer bear too much of Father God's will."
"Father God's will would gradually weaken because of this, until it completely dissipated."
"Only when Father God's will had completely vanished would the Heavenly Dao truly break free of its final shackles and finally rest easy."
"At that point, the Heavenly Dao would no longer need to fear our Witch Clan."
Houtu's heart sank little by little.
Indeed.
What was the Witch Clan's greatest reliance?
It was not their powerful bodies, nor the Pangu's True Body condensed by the Thirteen Heavenly Gods and Fiends Array.
It was the unseen legacy of Pangu that enveloped the entire Primordial Wilderness and protected the Witch Clan—the eternal, undying will of Father God!
Precisely because Father God's will existed, the Heavenly Dao had always been wary of the Witch Clan. It had never dared to go too far.
But if the Primordial Wilderness were shattered and Father God's will dissipated...
Houtu did not dare to continue thinking about it.
"Without the protection of Father God's will, relying only on the Pangu's True Body condensed by the Thirteen Heavenly Gods and Fiends Array and