"Holy shit..."
After hearing Azure Qilin's words, He Pingsheng blurted out a curse.
The Witch Race?
This completely overturned everything he knew.
Though he had never seen the Witch Race, he had long heard of their great reputation.
Legend had it that the Witch Race was a divine race, manifested from the origin of the earth element, descendants of the Witch Race of the Immortal Realm, and incomparably powerful.
Their strength lay primarily in their physical bodies.
Every member of the Witch Race was said to possess boundless strength and invincible defenses.
But now, he was being told that these outrageously beautiful members of the Witch Race all possessed boundless strength and invincible defenses?
They did not look the part at all!
In He Pingsheng's original impression, members of the Witch Race should have been burly, rough-looking, ugly men with faces full of whiskers.
This completely overturned everything he knew.
"Everyone, there is still some time before the Golden Suffering Immortal Ruins open. Please find somewhere to sit. If you encounter any problems, you may tell us of the Golden Suffering Tribe!"
"Please!"
The Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator of the Golden Suffering Tribe was exceedingly courteous toward the Witch Race as well.
He put on no airs whatsoever!
"You're too kind. Thank you for your efforts!"
The leader of the Witch Race cupped his hands toward the Golden Suffering Mahayana cultivator. Then, with a series of whooshes, they flew over and landed atop the stone forest.
The Golden Suffering Tribe's Mahayana cultivator returned once more.
"Brother Gu, it's been years!"
Once the Golden Suffering Mahayana cultivator had left, a cultivator dressed in azure stood up and called out to the Witchfolk Tribe, then said with a chuckle, "It's been so long, I thought you would have ascended ages ago!"
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