"I heed the Night Family Clan Leader's will!"
Wu Xuelu bowed, her pretty face shimmering with astonishing resolve.
She was well aware of the critical importance of the opportunity laid before her.
The languishing Ghost Lamp, being self-secluded, was tantamount to a mythical Arcadia.
With ten thousand years of development, it only required the emergence of a single False God among the Blood Witches to merge with the Divinity, bringing forth a glaring, distinct path to Divine Enthronement.
"Clan Leader, by strategically dispersing our bloodline and sending out the four sovereigns including Ye Qiyu, Ye Nishang, Ye Mochou, and Ye Wenfei, along with those young clan members who have been crowned, to places outside Ghost Lamp, are you accounting for this possibility?"
"Yes,"
Ye Shitian nodded, looking toward Ye Xuanren:
"We cannot tread only one path."
