"Heavenly Dao does not permit it?!!"
The moment Chen Xuan spoke, it was like rolling chaotic divine thunder exploding inside Old Ancestor Minghe's head. His mind buzzed, and his face was filled with astonishment.
Only now did he notice that Ancestor Witch Houtu had actually descended upon the Sea of Blood and arrived at his Daoist sanctuary.
And what made Old Ancestor Minghe think more deeply and grow more terrified was...
Houtu seemed to have known all along that his attempt to attain the Dao would fail!?
Minghe was somewhat puzzled by Houtu's claim that "the Heavenly Dao does not permit it."
At first, he had thought his failure to attain the Dao was due to his lack of the foundation for sainthood—Primordial Purple Qi!
That was the key to becoming a saint!
Yet Houtu was saying...
His failure to attain the Dao was because the Heavenly Dao did not permit it!?
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, have you been well? Since I have come as a guest, why not let me enter so we can talk?"
Chen Xuan spoke again.
Suppressing his many jumbled thoughts, Old Ancestor Minghe gave a wry smile and hurriedly replied, "Great Virtue Houtu has graced me with her presence. You are most welcome! Please—"
With that, he waved his sleeve and opened the innate grand formation surrounding the Blood God Palace.
Though Old Ancestor Minghe was surprised by Houtu's arrival, after a moment's thought, he roughly guessed why she had come.
Needless to say, she had come to collect a debt.
After all, the reason he had been able to touch the threshold of attaining the Primordial Dao, make further progress in the Dao of Slaughter, and thereby enter the level of a half-saint... Houtu had undoubtedly contributed greatly!
In a sense, he truly owed her