Houtu's brows were tightly knitted. Even within the Underworld, she could feel the changes in heaven and earth.
As the spokesperson for the Earthly Dao, Houtu had clearly sensed over the years that other living beings within its domain were dwindling, while members of the Human Race were growing ever more numerous.
Vaguely, she felt as though something momentous was about to happen.
Houtu knew nothing of the Human Emperor's impending birth.
After all, Hongjun had planned this single-handedly and had never intended to inform Houtu in the first place.
Yet this uncertainty truly left Houtu uneasy.
Just as Houtu was pondering this, a voice suddenly rang out from beyond the door.
"Little sister, are you there?"
Recognizing the familiar voice, Houtu knew her elder brothers had come and opened the gates to her Dao Field.
Dijiang and the others had already changed their attire, looking exactly like the Ten Kings of Hell of later ages.
"What brings you all here so suddenly? Has something happened?"
Houtu was puzzled. As the Ten Kings of Hell, they were usually quite busy.
They generally would not come to her unless they had business.
At Houtu's words, they exchanged glances.
In the end, Dijiang stepped forward and spoke to Houtu.
"Little sister, to tell you the truth, we now have Primordial Spirits as well, and we can faintly perceive certain unusual signs in the Heavenly Dao."
"Recently, there seem to be a great many members of the Human Race in the Underworld."
"That seems rather unusual. Is something momentous about to happen?"
Although the Witch Clan had already withdrawn from the stage of the Primordial World's history, they still could not resign themselves to it.
After all, their defeat at the hands of the Demon Tribe had been utterly baffling.
More importantly, after