"Quickly, go invite Great Priest Xiao Ran to Pangu Temple!"
A tall, broad-shouldered Witch Soldier with a face full of muscle cupped his fists toward Di Jiang. "As you command!"
"I'll go to Tiangong Hall and invite the Sacrificial Lord right away!"
Di Jiang suddenly remembered something and smacked the back of his head. He waved at the messenger. "Come back! There's no need for you to deliver the message!"
"Look at me, forgetting something so obvious!"
"Now our Witch Race has the Primordial Virtual Network, this heaven-defying treasure!"
"Why would we still need the lowly method of sending a messenger to deliver a message?"
With that, Di Jiang excitedly connected his consciousness to the Primordial Virtual Network.
He began sending Xiao Ran a message.
After finishing, Di Jiang sighed. "Who would have thought Xiao Ran's casual little invention..."
"Would bring an end to the messenger system that has served my Witch Race for countless eras!"
Then Di Jiang turned to the messenger and said, "I command you to spread my orders!"
"Starting today, my Witch Race will no longer have messengers!"
"Disband all several million of my Witch Race's messengers, and send them to the various tribes to fight for our Witch Race!"
Inside Tiangong Hall.
Xiao Ran, who had been chatting freely with Fuxi, shivered slightly and stopped.
Sensing something, he immediately immersed his consciousness in the All-Heavens Virtual Network.
Di Jiang: Xiao Ran, you've done my Witch Race a great service this time!
Hurry to Pangu Temple!
A few of us Ancestor Witches are waiting for you!
Xiao Ran smiled, then promptly connected with Di Jiang with a thought.
Xiao Ran: Understood, Lord Di Jiang!
I'll head to Pangu Temple right away.
After leaving the Primordial Virtual Network,
Xiao Ran bowed to Fuxi. "Fellow Daoist Fuxi,