The Demon Race's petty actions never ceased, and the Wu Clan had not been idle either.
Through interbreeding with the Human Race, they had gained a vast population of Human-Wu.
Under Xing Tian's overall command, Wu Generals and Wu Soldiers led the Human-Wu, carrying out a "cannon fodder against cannon fodder" strategy against the Demon Race;
To a certain extent, this reduced casualties among the Wu Clan's own grassroots members.
The Twelve Ancestor Wizards entrusted all clan affairs, great and small, to the Great Wizards;
While they gathered in Pangu Hall to cultivate, strengthen themselves, and seek further breakthroughs.
After emerging from a lengthy seclusion, Houtu left the side hall where she resided, her mind heavy with worry.
Her footsteps landed softly upon the broad stone steps of Pangu Hall, their echoes reverberating layer upon layer through the empty palace.
Then she turned toward the other side and headed for the underground altar beneath Pangu Hall.
Pangu Hall's overall structure was simple yet grand, retaining the Wu Clan's usual bold and unrestrained style.
The main hall was spacious, a place where the Ancestor Wizards gathered to discuss matters;
Each of the Twelve Ancestor Wizards had a side hall for individual cultivation;
Pangu's Heart and the blood pool lay within a special space at the deepest part of Pangu Hall.
Beyond those places, there was also an altar beneath Pangu Hall.
Strictly speaking, this altar was not part of Pangu Hall.
It was more like a region suppressed by Pangu Hall.
The entrance was dim. Houtu stepped inside, and her figure was gradually swallowed by darkness.
The underground altar was utterly different from Pangu Hall's grand and solemn design.
Pangu Hall was magnificent and towering, with an ancient, majestic aura flowing through its halls;
Yet this place resembled a Netherworld domain,