With these Witch Ancestors joining in, the banquet immediately became much livelier.
After the introductions, everyone got to know A Mang again. Looking at the young girl before them, it was difficult to connect her with the little girl who had once been awakened from a stalk of awn grass.
Back when that little girl had just been awakened, these Witch Ancestors had already been mighty experts of the Great Luo realm.
In those days, Great Luo experts could swagger unhindered through heaven and earth.
But now, those ignorant little girls from back then had all become more powerful than them.
It had to be said, reincarnating and cultivating anew really hurt.
Especially when A Mang looked at them with a bewildered expression, her face full of disbelief, and innocently asked, "Are you really those senior Ancestral Witches from back then? Then why hasn't your cultivation improved at all? Why has it actually regressed?"
Without meaning to, the little girl dealt them a soul-crushing blow. Although Father God Pangu had taken their essence blood and they bore no resentment over it, it still hurt to think about.
They had now fallen so low that they were being mocked by a little girl from back then.
If she could have beaten the little girl, Xuanming would have wanted to drag her over and pinch her little cheeks for a while to vent some of her frustration.
Little Fox explained things to her, and only then did A Mang belatedly let out an "Oh." "No wonder Senior A Chu said Great God Pangu was still alive. So that's how it is!"
Then A Mang looked worriedly at Wu Chu and asked, "Senior A Chu, when Great God Pangu meets my master, he won't harm my master, will he?"
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