"Fellow Daoist Houtu, we Sanqing came into being at the dawn of creation, when Father God Pangu split heaven and earth with a single axe strike, exhausted his strength, and fell. We were formed from Father God's primordial spirit! We inherited most of his primordial spirit, so how are we not the true heirs of Father God? Why can't we claim that title?"
The Grand Pure Lord of Morality understood what Houtu meant, but refused to yield.
Hearing the Grand Pure Lord of Morality's faint voice coming from within the endless yellow earth, the other eleven Ancestral Witches were furious.
They gazed, baffled, into the yellow earth, trying to see everything within it clearly, but seemed unable to make out a thing. "Little Sister Houtu, don't waste your breath on Sanqing. Since they've fallen into your True Earth Law, kill them!"
"That's right, Little Sister Houtu, kill Sanqing!" Zhurong had such a fiery temper that flames burst from his whole body as he urged her on. "Hurry up and kill them, and then there'll be no more arguing over who's the true heir!"
"Exactly, Little Sister Houtu, act quickly! There can only be one true heir of Pangu. We Ancestral Witches have primordial spirits and physical bodies, and we inherited Father God's vast, ineffable laws. We're the true heirs."
Xuanming chimed in as well. "Precisely! Little Sister Houtu, kill Sanqing at once and uphold Father God's name. Sanqing only possess a portion of Father God's primordial spirit, so they're incomplete. Leaving them alive is disrespectful to Father God. Kill them and be done with it—there's no need to say more!"
At once, the other eleven Ancestral Witches all pressed her to act.
Within the Law of Yellow Earth, Sanqing were also looking for a chance to escape, hoping to avoid