Xu Tong, Nuwa, and the others reached an agreement.
Houtu also informed her elder brothers of the matter.
When they learned that the Witch Clan would one day be able to return to the Primordial World, the Ancestral Witches were beside themselves with excitement.
They immediately expressed their willingness to follow the arrangements.
And so Houtu began making preparations as well.
This calamity facing the Human Race was not as easy to handle as she had imagined.
They had to lay the groundwork in advance.
Taking advantage of the earthly Dao, Houtu sent many members of the Witch Clan to be reborn among the Human Race, each carrying a trace of Witch Clan bloodline.
At the same time, Houtu and Nuwa discovered something that astonished them.
Humans who possessed Witch Clan bloodline could actually possess both the Witch Clan's physique and the Human Race's primordial spirit.
Their cultivation speed was not the least bit slower than that of ordinary Witch Clan members.
This discovery shocked them both.
Yet, by unspoken agreement, neither mentioned it.
It suddenly occurred to both of them that Xu Tong might have known about this all along.
They carefully isolated this tribe left behind by the Witch Clan, preventing it from affecting the purest bloodlines of either the Witch Clan or the Human Race.
Everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly fashion.
In the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years passed.
Inside their cultivation grounds, Laozi and Yuanshi both wore deep frowns.
"Brother, we really cannot delay this any longer. As for the Human Emperors, even if I give up on taking Tongtian's fortune, we cannot let him keep dividing up our sects' fortune."
"You must realize that this amounts to the two of us supporting Tongtian, a man who does nothing!"
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