Chapter 475

"Big brother, but if we do this, Luo Fu will never hand over the Lord of Reincarnation to Ancestral Witch Sister Houtu," Dong Huang Taiyi couldn't help asking.

"I'm not entirely sure about this either," Di Jun shook his head. "But there's one possibility: even without the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Luo Fu's strength is no less than that of a Heaven Dao Saint."

This was Di Jun's true thought.

Although such a thing seemed utterly impossible.

After all, to those with clear vision, Luo Fu was merely a Great Luo Jinxian.

"Forget it, Taiyi. For now, we need not concern ourselves with Luo Fu," Di Jun said gravely. "Right now, what matters most to us is Ancestral Witch Sister Houtu and the Witch Clan."

"Whether they will strike against our Demon Clan."

"We must guard against this. We need to strengthen the Heavenly Court's defenses and prepare for a Witch Clan assault."

"I understand, big brother," Dong Huang Taiyi nodded.

The Honghuang Earth.

In the Ancestral Witch Hall, Sister Houtu appeared, and the other eleven Ancestral Witches gathered here as well.

"Indeed, it's Father God—he's entrusted the Lord of the Six Paths to little sister. Now, dealing with the Demon Clan will be much simpler," Zhu Rong laughed heartily.

Sister Houtu's great strength was good news for the Witch Clan.

"That's right, little sister. When do we attack the Heavenly Court?" Gong Gong said with fierce determination.

Going to war with the Demon Clan was also an exhilarating prospect for these Ancestral Witches.

On one hand, they were mortal enemies; on the other, under certain conditions, the Witch Clan tended toward a battle-mad state.

"No, we cannot attack the Demon Clan now," Sister Houtu shook her head in response to the suggestions of several Ancestral Witches.

"What? Little sister, are you afraid?" Ju Mang frowned.

He didn't understand Sister Houtu's decision.

After all, originally, our Ancestral Witches' battle with Di Jun and the others was evenly matched; now that little sister has become the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

This has increased our entire Ancestral Witch clan's strength by far more than a little.

Under these circumstances, annihilating the Demon Clan is the perfect opportunity.

"Of course not," Sister Houtu shook her head.

"Then what?" Zhu Rong snapped impatiently. "Little sister, don't make me lose respect for you."

"What are you talking about?" Xuan Ming swept her gaze over the Ancestral Witches and shouted. "Who doesn't know little sister's situation? Zhu Rong, you weren't her match before—do you now think you can beat her?"

"That's not what I meant," Zhu Rong muttered. "I'm not afraid of those Demon Clan fools."

Clearly, this Fire Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong recalled his past experience of being utterly dominated by Sister Houtu.

Among the Ancestral Witches, strength varied—Zhu Rong and Gong Gong often fought to a draw.

But Sister Houtu's strength far surpassed that of most Ancestral Witches.

Perhaps only Di Jiang, the head of the Ancestral Witches, could reliably stand against her—though that was before.

Now that Sister Houtu has become the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, that balance is surely gone.

"Enough," Di Jiang boomed. "Listen to what little sister has to say."

As head of the Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang held deep respect for Sister Houtu.

As the youngest among them, she had steadily grown stronger and always had sound judgment.

Unlike the other Ancestral Witches.

If we'd followed the others' reckless ways in the past, how could the Witch Clan have survived until now?

"Big brother," Sister Houtu's beautiful eyes gleamed. "Though I've become the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, previously, through the Twelve Earthly Divine Chaos Array, we could also unleash power equal to what I now possess. In terms of overall strength, our Witch Clan hasn't improved much."

"Of course, in overall quality, there has been some improvement."

"If we fight the Demon Clan, we may defeat them—but our Ancestral Witches and the entire Witch Clan will still suffer losses."

"More importantly, the War between Witches and Demons is the will of Heaven Dao."

"Heaven Dao will not permit us to easily crush the Demon Clan; we may even be suppressed by Heaven Dao's power."

"I've glimpsed a fragment of the future: the final battle between Witches and Demons will be horrific—my big brothers will all die, leaving only me."

"If we fight the Demon Clan now, the outcome will likely be the same."

Sister Houtu gazed at her kin and spoke gravely.

"This…" Zhu Rong opened his mouth but could not speak.

"So we just let the Demon Clan off the hook?" Gong Gong frowned.

"Of course not," Sister Houtu said. "Now that I've become the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I can allow some of our Witch Clan to enter the Underworld—that will be our fallback."

"As for the future, and the ultimate fate of the Witch Clan, perhaps it depends entirely on Brother Luo Fu."

"Father God?" Gong Ning nodded.

If Sister Houtu had named anyone else, even a Saint, the Ancestral Witches like Gong Gong would never accept it.

But if it's Father God, the situation is entirely different.

Father God has sufficient authority to decide the fate of the Witch Clan.

After all, the origin of the Witch Clan lies with Father God.

"Little sister, I understand," Di Jiang nodded. "Then let us first arrange for the Witch Clan to enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and await Father God's orders."

"Good, thank you, big brothers," Sister Houtu smiled.

The Blood Sea of the Underworld.

On Luo Fu's body, threads of Daoist runes emerged, winding around the mysterious vortex.

In the time just past, Luo Fu had discerned the secrets of this vortex, which carried faint traces of Daoist essence.

He was now carefully unraveling them.