What trouble were these Ancestral Witches about to stir up now?
Houtu did not keep the mighty figures of the Primordial World who were constantly watching this place, or those few Heavenly Dao Saints, waiting long.
The instant she stepped onto the summit of the sacrificial altar, she opened her eyes and parted her red lips.
"Father God above!"
"The Primordial Heavenly Venerable, born from a fragment of Father's primordial spirit, has sought to plot against us Ancestral Witches of the orthodox Pangu lineage through vicious, venomous means, and to wipe out the Pangu descendants."
"Thus, we Ancestral Witches hereby declare."
"We shall trample Mount Kunlun and slay Yuanshi, punishing him on Father's behalf-a small punishment to serve as a stern warning."
Atop the sacrificial altar, Houtu's words were extraordinarily concise, bearing the unmistakable stamp of the Ancestral Witches.
To put it plainly.
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable had schemed against us Ancestral Witches, and we were damned furious. Killing a mere incarnation of his evil corpse wasn't enough. We were going to storm Mount Kunlun and butcher that bastard, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
This would serve as a warning: any fools in the Primordial World who couldn't read the room had better weigh their own strength before casually plotting against the Witch Clan.
Otherwise, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's fate would be theirs!
There was no denying that Houtu's declaration had a very clear effect.
Whether it was the Queen Mother of the West, Fuxi, or the many other mighty figures of the Primordial World, such as Thunder Marsh, they all ruled out scheming against the Ancestral Witches.
So ferocious! We can't afford to provoke them. We simply can't!
Even Bai Ze, who had long since been scared out of his wits, was secretly wondering whether he should take the initiative