Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

All six sages understood that after the witch and demon races, it would be the era of the human race, and the birth of a strong person was only a matter of time.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun didn't pay much attention to this. Although he had merged with the Heavenly Dao and knew the future trends, he was not omniscient or omnipotent.

Seeing that Zhou Yi and Zhen Yuanzi had stabilized the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Dao Ancestor Hongjun even felt a sense of relief.

The cycle of six realms of reincarnation is of paramount importance. As long as it can be successfully established, no minor accident will affect the overall situation.

Only the Sage Taiqing seemed to be pondering something. As the leader of the Human Religion, he had a deeper understanding of the human race.

When he noticed that the cultivation method Zhou Yi practiced was not the one he had taught to the human race, he had more questions in his mind. As for his specific thoughts, only he himself knew best.

Zhou Yi and Zhen Yuanzi worked together to maintain the stability of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Despite the numerous difficulties, they did not give up.

Fortunately, Hou Tu Zu Wu soon mastered the "Heavenly Dragon Demon Art," which brought a turning point to the situation.

At the moment when the cultivation of the "Heavenly Dragon Demon Art" reached its peak, the Six Paths of Reincarnation suddenly shook violently, and countless dazzling lights converged into one.

In this dazzling sea of ​​light, an unformed divine embryo gradually appeared, and then slowly sank into the depths of the six realms of reincarnation.

"Finally, we succeeded." Zhou Yi smiled with relief.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force erupted from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, blasting Zhen Yuanzi and Zhou Yi out of this mysterious space.

At the same time, the eleven ancestral witches were also forced to withdraw from the Six Paths of Reincarnation under the influence of that power, and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation also disappeared without a trace.

As the vibrations of the Six Paths of Reincarnation intensified, under the watchful eyes of many, the Six Paths of Reincarnation began to reveal its true form.

The first to appear are the six realms: the realm of gods, the realm of humans, the realm of asuras, the realm of animals, the realm of hungry ghosts, and the realm of hell.

After that, the underworld began to take shape, with the Bridge of Helplessness, the Terrace of Longing for Home, and the Ten Courts of Yama appearing one by one.

Just as the Six Paths of Reincarnation were fully formed, the body of the Ancestral Witch of Thick Earth gradually disappeared, and most of her primordial spirit fell into slumber. However, one wisp of her primordial spirit transformed into an old woman and landed beside the Bridge of Helplessness.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. I look forward to meeting you again in the future."

At the very moment when the figure of the Thick Earth Ancestral Witch completely dissipated, a familiar voice seemed to gently ring in Zhou Yi's ear.

Zhou Yi's gaze fell on the old woman by the Naihe Bridge, who would later become widely known as Meng Po.

Meng Po was transformed from a wisp of the primordial spirit of the Ancestral Witch of the Thick Earth, but she lost all her memories of the Thick Earth, and therefore had no recollection of the Book of Changes.

However, at this moment, Meng Po seemed to notice Zhou Yi's gaze and cast a questioning look at him.

In a daze, Zhou Yi seemed to see that familiar figure again, and murmured to himself, "We will definitely have a chance to meet again."

Once the Six Paths of Reincarnation is formed, the vengeful spirits in the Netherworld Blood Sea immediately feel an invisible call and fly towards the direction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

From then on, these vengeful spirits had the opportunity to be reincarnated, and the world became more complete and harmonious as a result.

However, the current Six Paths of Reincarnation has not even established the Yama Palace yet, and it will take time to truly perfect it.

However, the Thick Earth, which embodies the Six Paths of Reincarnation, was originally intended to protect the Witch Clan. Once the Witch Clan enters the Six Paths of Reincarnation, this place will soon be able to function normally again.

The formation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation made many powerful beings in the primordial world realize its importance.

Some powerful beings have already begun to make their own plans. For example, two Western saints may already be plotting how to intervene in the cycle of reincarnation.

Putting these thoughts aside for the moment, Zhou Yi took out the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, from which the remnant soul of the Myriad Fire Ancestor appeared.

With the formal formation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires also gained the opportunity to reincarnate and start anew.

On the ancient, primordial land, Zhou Yi held a withered branch and stared at the flickering flames, while the roar of the Taotie echoed from afar.

He had just finished a six-and-a-half-year period of secluded cultivation and stepped from the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm into the Sendai Realm when the Nuwa Heart Blood in his chest suddenly became scalding hot.

"The realm of Earth Immortal is ultimately not enough." He stroked the beast bone engraved with totems at his waist, which was a relic left behind by the twelve innate human race members when they died in battle.

When he broke through in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, Xiang Liu was wreaking havoc on the human tribes. The venom spewed from the nine snake heads corroded deep pits in the three-zhang-thick basalt.

After returning to the tribe, Suiren is using his spiritual power to condense a fireball to roast saber-toothed tiger meat.

A crimson Dao pattern appeared between the brows of this eighth-generation leader of the Primordial Human Race. His cultivation as a Taiyi Xuanxian was as weak as a firefly in the face of the ferocious beasts of the Primordial World.

Zhou Yi noticed that he had thirty-six perforated beast teeth hanging from his waist, each hole representing ten young human children who had perished in the jaws of demonic beasts.

"Try this." Zhou Yi intertwined two branches of black wood, and yin and yang energies burst forth from his fingertips.

When the Qian wood and Kun wood rub against each other along a trajectory of three turns in the Zhen position and seven rotations in the Kan position, the innate Bagua diagram appears in the void. Amidst the pervasive smell of burning, a wisp of green smoke transforms into the essence of Li fire, illuminating the golden light dancing in Suiren's pupils.

When the golden clouds of merit descended from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, the entire Buzhou Mountain trembled.

Eighty-four thousand luminous images appeared around Suiren. At the moment the Great Luo Dao Fruit condensed, the Kunlun Mirror reflected the scene of the human race passing on its torch for the next three thousand years.

Looking at the mark of the spark of civilization appearing in his palm, Zhou Yi finally understood the profound meaning of the ancient holy body bestowed by the Goddess Nuwa. This body was originally a vessel to carry the destiny of humanity.

The sparks generated by the friction of the wood, nourished by the energy of heaven and earth, suddenly rose into a sacred fire with a flowing crimson light.

Zhou Yi stood three zhang away, feeling the golden light of merit showering down on him like spring rain, yet letting these gifts from heaven and earth sink into the yellow earth beneath his feet.

"The Emperor of Fire establishes his path here!" A deep voice, accompanied by lingering golden light, reverberated across the land, drawing millions of humans to peek out from their treetop nests.

The imposing figure suspended in mid-air, covered in fire-patterned totems, illuminated the entire jungle as if it were daytime.

This commotion alerted several divine senses beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. The white jade ruyi atop Kunlun Mountain trembled slightly, and the Heavenly Emperor on the Nine Heavens Cloud Platform gently tapped his throne.

But as the golden clouds of merit gradually dissipated, the prying gazes also retreated to the horizon. Although the birth of a Great Luo Golden Immortal was a grand event, it was not enough to shake the prehistoric order.

Zhou Yi stroked the bone knife at his waist, gazing thoughtfully at the jubilant crowd.

Suddenly, a burly figure pushed through the tribesmen dancing around the campfire, his bronze face still covered in flint fragments: "Old Zhou, the tribal elders are all saying that you taught Brother Suiren how to ignite the heavenly fire?"

"I was just talking about the principle of a single spark starting a prairie fire." Zhou Yi poked at the fire with a twig, sparks sizzling on the damp moss. "But there's something that's been bothering me for a while now. Have you ever seen a fledgling bird in a downpour?"

The bearded man squatted down, the handle of his black iron axe bending half of a bush: "Last month, the flood washed away three litters of cubs, their cries of agony last night."