At these words, all the Ancestral Witches froze, confusion appearing on their faces as they turned to look at Zhao Gongming in the center.
It wasn't that they didn't believe Zhao Gongming. The Witch Race differed from other races: not only was every one of them battle-hungry, but their appetites were astonishing as well. Every one of them was a bottomless pit.
Why did the Wu and Demon Clans have irreconcilable enmity? Because the Witch Race even regarded the Demon Race, fellow overlords of the Primordial World, as food!
If they truly remained inside Pangu Temple, it might be manageable for a short while. But in the long run, of the hundreds of millions of witches, more than half would likely starve to death!
"Brother Gongming, could it be that you're asking us to avoid battle and hide within Pangu Temple?"
Ancestral Witch Zhurong spoke tentatively. The other Ancestral Witches also looked eagerly at Zhao Gongming; apart from Ancestral Witch Houtu, all wore troubled expressions.
The Witch Race had been born carrying Pangu Will. Every one of them had an intensely warlike nature. Asking them to cower inside Pangu Temple would be even more unbearable than killing them.
"Haha, this Tribulation is the Lich Calamity itself. It isn't something one can escape simply by hiding!"
Seeing that the Ancestral Witches had misunderstood him,
Zhao Gongming smiled and explained, "What I mean is this: if Ancestral Witch Houtu senses something when the time comes and wishes to transform into Reincarnation, I hope you won't act in haste! Inform your brother first, then we'll decide what to do!"
In the Primordial World, the greater course could not be changed, but the lesser course could be reversed!
The Wu and Demon Clans withdrawing from the stage of the Primordial World was naturally the