The Myriad Races Remembered the Terror of Witch Clan Rule, and Empress Pingxin Let Go~

The moment they saw the Pangu Blood Pool,

countless great powers across the Primordial Wilderness stared in bewilderment.

At the same time, an indescribable terror gripped their hearts.

The fundamental reason the Witch Clan had declined over the years, despite Chi You's repeated attempts to rally them, was that they could no longer increase their population.

Individual witches were strong, and together they were strong too.

But in this era, the Witch Clan posed no threat to the survival and reproduction of the Myriad Races. Their numbers could not be replenished!

Without a way to replenish their numbers, the Witch Clan was no different from any group of powerful cultivators in the Primordial Wilderness.

Every death left one fewer.

They were hardly a threat.

But now everything was different!

Where the hell had Chi You gotten a Pangu Blood Pool?!

This was fucking absurd!

Chi You had become a saint, and he had the Pangu Blood Pool. Surely keeping the Witch Clan alive and growing would no longer be much of a problem!

The Witch Clan could flourish again.

And with two Witch Saints presiding over them, how formidable would they become?

A whole horde of Ancestral Witches running rampant?!

At the thought, countless great powers across the Primordial Wilderness felt their scalps prickle. Beneath that dread stirred a murderous intent none dared reveal.

The Heavenly Dao Saints had seen it too.

But after gathering for a brief discussion, they ultimately decided to leave the matter alone.

Whatever the Witch Clan did, they were still the defeated.

How could the defeated board the great ship of a new age so easily?

Once the Witch Clan began to multiply, they could disrupt the Demon Race, the Myriad Races, and the Heavenly Court's rule over the Primordial Wilderness.

The Heavenly Emperor now