Hearing what Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches said, Pingxin shook her head and replied calmly:
"Everyone."
"I am no longer Houtu. I am Pingxin."
"And besides..."
At this, Pingxin paused before continuing:
"I cannot leave the Underworld. I must remain in the Netherworld forever. This is ordained by the Great Dao!"
Hearing this, Dijiang and the other eleven Ancestral Witches were all taken aback, their expressions darkening.
They had been hoping to bring Houtu back to the Witch Clan.
That way, their clan would still have all twelve Ancestral Witches.
Who could have guessed that, from Pingxin's words, she was no longer the Houtu Ancestral Witch they had known?
More than that, what left Dijiang and the others most helpless was this:
Pingxin could not leave the Underworld.
The Great Dao itself bound her!
It was an existence that surpassed the Heavenly Dao.
"This matter is settled."
"Everyone, please return!"
Afterward, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches left, their hearts heavy with disappointment.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, at the lowest level of the Underworld,
Qin Mu brought Minghe there.
Looking around, they saw that a sea of blood had formed in this place.
Though this Blood Sea was nowhere near as vast as the Nether Blood Sea had once been, it radiated the purest essence of the Blood Sea.
"Hm?"
"Daoist Qin Mu, what is this?"
After taking a brief look around, Ancestor Minghe turned his puzzled gaze toward Qin Mu.
Qin Mu smiled faintly and explained:
"Daoist Minghe."
"Empress Pingxin promised this place to you."
"From now on, it will be your Dao Field."
Hearing Qin Mu's words, Ancestor Minghe was naturally delighted.
Earlier, when he saw the Saints enter the fray to fight over authority in the Underworld,
he had hesitated, unsure which side he should take.
Fortunately,