As the think tank of the witch clan, Zhu Jiuyin quickly decided on a countermeasure.
Gong Gong said with a gloomy face: "In my opinion, those long insects have bad intentions. In the vast world, why did they create the three disasters and five calamities? They are looking for trouble!"
The Houtu Wu Clan shook their heads and said, "Brother, since this matter has been unanimously confirmed by all the saints, it must be reasonable!"
Seeing that Gonggong was still trying to complain, the leading ancestor of witches, Dijiang, immediately waved his hands.
"Since the evolution of the heavenly tribulation is a foregone conclusion, it is useless for us to complain!"
The ancestor witch Dijiang set his eyes on Hou Tu.
"Hou Tu, has the ancestral god ever summoned you?"
Hou Tu nodded slightly and smiled at the excited but cautious looks of the many ancient witches.
"Brothers, please don't worry. My Pangu Mingzu Dao body has been perfected, and the Wheel of Reincarnation has also been fully developed. I am very confident that I can achieve enlightenment!"
Upon hearing this, the twelve ancient witches all showed a hint of excitement on their faces.
After endless years and countless time, the Wu clan will eventually give birth to a Hunyuan Saint of their own.
Only with the Hunyuan Sage in charge can the Wu clan truly hold their heads up among the gods.
The ancestor witch Dijiang pondered for a moment at this time and said again.
"Just the Netherworld...?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Hou Tu Zu Wu's jade-like face faded slightly. She shook her head and said, "I know Master's character. He will not stop me from achieving enlightenment!"
There was a hint of melancholy on the jade-like face of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, but in a moment this stray thought was cut off by her.
But not long after, Hou Tu Zu Wu received news that Ping Xin Palace Yin Ming Lao Zu had disappeared in the Taoist temple...
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