Lin Tian even rather looked forward to those Heavenly Dao Saints finding something for these thickheaded Ancestral Witches to do.
Ever since the Ancestral Witches had defied the heavens and slaughtered Saints, hacking apart the two Heavenly Dao Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, the Witch Clan had firmly become the Primordial World's foremost hegemon.
With no goals for the moment and nothing to do, the Ancestral Witches had all followed the Houtu Tribe's example, mobilizing their clansmen to forge supercities at the level of Houtian Spiritual Treasures.
Now, whenever the Primordial World creatures living around Mount Buzhou looked up, they could see more than a dozen supercities hovering overhead, large enough to blot out the sky and sun.
Under the Witch Clan's influence, even the other living beings of the Primordial World had begun jumping on the bandwagon and forging Spirit Treasure cities of their own.
The entire Primordial World's aesthetic had begun to subtly change.
A single glance would invariably reveal all manner of bizarre things flying through the sky.
Having once suffered deeply from the ravages of Civilization, Lin Tian desperately wanted to grab those thickheaded Ancestral Witches by their collars and tell them that wonders ruined nations!
Unfortunately, those thickheaded Ancestral Witches did not seem to have any concept of a nation.
That was why, upon divining the Saints' schemes, Lin Tian had not chosen to act directly and wipe out those Heavenly Dao Saints.
For one thing, those Saints had all anchored their Primordial Spirits and true spirits to the Heavenly Dao, making them undying and indestructible.
Even if he wiped them out, they could revive.
To erase them completely, Lin Tian would have to act several more times.
That was far too much trouble for someone who had always preferred lying flat.
For another, this was