At the sight of this, a Witch Clan cultivator cried out in shock.
"I... I saw the Ancestral Witch statue open its eyes!"
Before long, the commotion attracted a great many Witch Clan cultivators.
After gathering around, they all looked toward the Ancestral Witch statues, but unfortunately, none of them noticed anything unusual.
"Did you imagine it?"
"These are just statues of the Ancestral Witches. How could they possibly open their eyes?"
"..."
As they examined the statues, the Witch Clan cultivators remarked in amazement, not quite believing such a thing could happen.
Seeing that the other members of the Witch Clan did not believe him, the one who had seen the Ancestral Witch statue open its eyes hurriedly said:
"I... I really saw it! Just a moment ago, when I looked up, I saw Ancestral Witch Dijiang open his eyes!"
Hearing this, the many Witch Clan cultivators paused in surprise.
"Is that true?"
"Could it be... that the Ancestral Witches are coming back?"
"Our Witch Clan has fallen into decline. If the Ancestral Witches return, they'll surely lead us to glory once more!"
"..."
As they discussed it, the Witch Clan cultivators present all knelt and bowed before the Ancestral Witch statues.
The Witch Clan had fallen into decline, and now could only dwell in this Secret Realm.
Naturally, they hoped the Ancestral Witches would return. If they did, the Witch Clan could grow powerful once again!
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years passed.
On this day, all the Saints of the myriad heavens received a summons.
Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.
Taishang Saint sat cross-legged on a cloud bed.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. A flicker of surprise replaced the usual calm in his gaze.
"What's going on?"
"Why