Even with Wu Chu's promise, the Ancestral Witches still could not set aside their worries.
They were not afraid now. After all, they feared no one below sainthood. Take Zhu Jiuyin, for example. This Ancestral Witch who had grasped the Law of Time had once been the Dragon Ancestor.
After the leaders of the three clans had transformed into part of heaven and earth, Zhu Jiuyin could practically be called the foremost figure beneath those few ancestors. He might even have rivaled them.
It was just that he did not seem to possess any particularly powerful supreme treasure. If he had, he would not have been defeated by the Demon Ancestor's Four Swords of Immortal Slaying Formation and Godslayer Spear back then.
In terms of cultivation alone, even now, they did not fear experts who had severed their second corpse.
But once they faced a Saint, there was simply no contest.
Wu Chu glanced at Houtu, then at the Ancestral Witches, and smiled. "Have a little faith in me, will you? With that massive amount of merit from before, I even feel that I could use it to attain the Dao. Do you really think I'll be inferior to those two brothers from the Heavenly Court in the future?"
Hearing this, the Ancestral Witches all relaxed slightly and hurriedly shook their heads.
Would Wu Chu be inferior to those two brothers? They certainly did not think so.
When those two brothers had led Fuxi, Eastern King Duke, and the others in founding the Heavenly Court, the merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao had not even amounted to half of what Wu Chu had received before!
What was more, that Saint ancestor had taken Wu Chu as his disciple long ago, yet had cast aside Di Jun and Taiyi like worn-out