No sooner had Laozi left than Zhao Gongming appeared in the Hall of Ascending Heaven.
Seeing both Daochen and Nüwa there, Zhao Gongming froze for a moment.
He hurriedly fell to his knees and bowed respectfully to Nüwa and Daochen.
"I already know why you have come. This is the Human Race Kalpa, and neither you nor I can stop it. Besides, if the Human Race wishes to become the ruler of heaven and earth, it must pass this trial."
Before Zhao Gongming could speak, Daochen spoke first.
"Alas, this is a great tribulation. Even as Sages, we can scarcely interfere."
Nüwa gave a soft sigh at his words.
"But..."
Seeing Daochen and Nüwa state their positions one after another, Zhao Gongming's expression stiffened.
In the end, however, he could not help asking, "Then, Master, are we simply to watch as the Witch Clan slaughters the Human Race?"
The Human Race was weak, certainly, but there was another crucial point: their vital blood energy was truly meager.
The demons who had stood between the Witch Clan and the humans of the Eastern Seashore had all disappeared-or rather, been slain.
Without enough food, the Witch Clan would inevitably turn on the Human Race.
But how could the vital blood energy within human bodies possibly satisfy the Witch Clan's needs?
Once it failed to satisfy them, the Witch Clan would inevitably slaughter humans in vast numbers. They might even charge straight into the Eastern Seashore.
Moreover, several Sages were involved in this.
Since they intended to bring about the Human Race Kalpa, they certainly would not stop at killing every demon between the two races. To stir the Witch Clan's hatred of the Human Race, they might even go further.
They might send their disciples to take human form and kill members