Houtu was extremely anxious.
As mentioned before, she had already envisioned the fate awaiting the Ancestral Witches.
Whenever she recalled Xuanming's wretched condition and considered how deeply the other Ancestral Witches were entangled with those bizarre beings, her head began to ache.
"Is there really nothing we can do? Must I just watch my brothers march to their deaths?"
Houtu understood one thing: they had to act, or in the future, they could only watch the Ancestral Witches become slaves to those bizarre beings.
Wang Shi frowned as he gazed into the distance.
"Actually, there's something I'm wondering about too. There are so many of these bizarre things. Can they communicate with one another?"
"If they really can, then after we killed the monster inside Xuanming, they should already have exchanged information."
After all, the situation back then had been so abnormal. If they could communicate, that creature had had plenty of chances to send a message.
Houtu frowned.
"We can tell whether they communicate by their reactions. Since none of them have reacted so far, that means this probably hasn't affected the other monsters yet."
"At the very least, they probably can't contact one another. They might even be competing with each other."
"We acted too hastily before. Otherwise, we should have interrogated it."
"More importantly, from what we've observed, these things mostly treat the Ancestral Witches as tools. Perhaps they have another purpose."
After some discussion, they decided to take a look at other parts of the Primordial World.
After all, neither of them could guarantee how many of these things existed.
If there really were large numbers of them, they would have to give serious thought to how to deal with them.
The two first traveled around the Underworld. Besides the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they discovered traces