Inside the Ancestor Witch Hall, Xingtian of the Houtu Tribe sat cross-legged in the very center, surrounded by the other eleven Ancestor Witches. No one spoke, and the hall was so quiet that even the drop of a needle could be heard.
Dijiang said with a solemn expression, "Xingtian, you must think this through carefully. Once you take this step, regardless of whether you succeed or fail, there is no turning back."
"Ancestor Witch Dijiang, Lords Ancestor Witches, Xingtian has already made up his mind and will never regret it, even if it means death a thousand times over," Xingtian replied in a resonant voice.
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