The First White Mother didn't wait, shooting off into the distance. Even though she seemed to act like nothing more than a little girl just now, she was still an Immortal God, one a step away from the Peak Immortal God Realms, no less. The number of people who could threaten her on the Immortal Plane numbered in the tens.
Of course, the Ancestors didn't care about who they saw as a little girl in their eyes. Even though they knew she was the reincarnation of the Ancestor Celestial Deer, even if she reawakened her memories right now, without some time, she wouldn't be able to make waves without at least a few thousand years.
Plus, they had their own pride. They were already attacking Abraxus as one, if they also used a little gril to threaten him, then their dao hearts would be impacted and their lifespans would shorten.
This was actually where the true foundation of Karma came from.
'You must hold on master, I'm sure senior brother has a plan.'
