Luo Qing was not surprised by Houtu's intentions.
Although Houtu had submitted to him and was willing to manage the Netherworld World for him, she was still the former Ancestral Witch Houtu.
How could she be someone who was willing to remain fallen forever?
Rebuilding the Witch Clan was something she was bound to do.
Houtu had governed the Netherworld Ghost Realm for Hua Tian Peak for over ten million years, managing the Netherworld World in perfect order.
Even if she had no great achievements, she had certainly worked hard.
Luo Qing had no intention of making things difficult for her.
He nodded at Houtu and said,
"My promise still stands. I can reconstruct your body, and I can also restore the Ancestral Witch bloodline to you.
"As for the Witch Clan members here, you may take all of them who are willing to leave with you.
"I only hope that you will conduct yourself well in the future and not repeat the ancient mistakes of the Witch Clan."
"Thank you, Sage!"
After receiving Luo Qing's promise, Houtu should have been overjoyed. She had finally escaped the Sea of Suffering.
Yet now that the moment had truly arrived, her heart felt heavy, and endless pressure weighed upon her shoulders.
Rebuilding the Witch Clan would not be easy.
A Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan had already appeared on the Primordial Great Land.
If Houtu wanted to establish the ancient Witch Clan, she would inevitably clash with the Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan.
Behind the Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan stood the Sage Huang Ting, someone Houtu could not contend with at present.
Moreover, Houtu was worried that once she reappeared, the enemies the Witch Clan had offended in ancient times would certainly refuse to let her have things her way.
The two Sages of