There was even a good chance they would run out of steam.
After all, Saint Zhunti had treated the Witch and Monster Races as pawns.
And the Human Race, newly risen at their side, was watching them like a hawk.
If they mishandled things, they might truly face the threat of annihilation.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi took a deep breath.
Then he once again flew toward the Witch Race.
This trip to the Witch Race
was practically no different from venturing alone into a dragon's lair.
After all, in the countless years of war between the Witch and Monster Races, he had killed far too many witches.
If the Witch Race didn't welcome him, then even with the Chaos Bell, he would have a hard time escaping.
At that moment, the Witch Race was also overcome with excitement.
Every Ancestral Witch abruptly rose to their feet.
They stared intently at Xuanming in the sky.
None of them could have imagined that Xuanming had mastered a way to restore the primordial spirit.
If they could all use this method,
then each of them would make a tremendous leap in strength.
When the time came, whether they faced the Monster Race or the Human Race, they would have plenty of reserves to draw upon.
They would be in a much stronger position.
None of them had expected Xuanming's trip to the Heavenly Machine Tower, which had lasted two or three hundred years, to bring them such a great boon.
Meanwhile, in the Wa Imperial Palace, Empress Nuwa was also dumbfounded.
At the time, the five of them had gone together to the Heavenly Machine Tower.
There had been five in all, with her and Houtu at the head.
She hadn't expected Xuanming to be the one who ultimately gained the most.
That