But all of these were merely passing thoughts in Daoist Ran Deng's mind. He would never voice them openly.
Yet when Randeng heard that having an Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan become the Earthly Dao was Dao Ancestor Hongjun's arrangement and decree, and that he could also reap benefits from it...
Randeng immediately spoke without the slightest hesitation:
"Thank you for your gracious favor, Saint. This disciple will fulfill this task even at the cost of his life."
At this, a smile appeared on Primordial Heavenly Venerable's face. After giving Daoist Ran Deng a few more instructions, he sent him off to the Netherworld Blood Sea.
He was to persuade Patriarch Minghe to submit to the Chan Sect.
Primordial Heavenly Venerable himself took out the wisp of a fragment of Earthly Dao laws bestowed upon him by Dao Ancestor Hongjun and resumed studying it.
Meanwhile.
Inside Pan Gu Hall, the sacred land of the Witch Clan.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches sat cross-legged in a circle before the sacred statue of Father God Pan Gu, their eyes closed and their minds calm and focused as they earnestly cultivated the Thought Intent Method.
But for the Ancestral Witches, who had never enjoyed meditation or contemplating the Dao, maintaining such a posture truly put them in a difficult spot.
Even the basic requirements of remaining motionless in one position and focusing their minds on visualization to condense their will were rather hard to meet.
Especially for the Ancestral Witch Zhurong.
He clutched the Jade Token in his hands, his entire face scrunched into a knot.
This was far too difficult!
Going out for a good, satisfying fight would feel much better.
But whenever Zhurong thought of giving up, his gaze would inadvertently stray toward his youngest sister, Houtu.
Then the Ancestral Witch