Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

Seeing Zhou Yi nod, Hou Tu gently stroked the Blood Sea Rock Wall with her slender hand, the dark red crystal reflecting her solemn expression: "When the Ten Thousand Fires self-destructed, they burned away eighty thousand miles of clouds and mist. Even Zhen Yuanzi held the shattered Earth Book and made a Heavenly Oath..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly realized something and stared intently at the flickering remnant soul.

"Of the fifty Heavenly Dao principles, one remains and escapes." Zhou Yi flipped his hand to collect the remnant soul, and twelve dazzling starlight suddenly burst forth from his fingertips, the very power of the Zhou Tian Stars that had previously fought against the Chaos Bell:

"This Netherworld Blood Sea gathers the most Yin energy in the world, and may contain a method to reshape the soul. However, I have a different understanding now."

Hou Tu's eyes flashed with surprise. She clearly saw that the starlight faintly outlined the phantom of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

This human cultivator, who seemed to be only at the Taiyi realm, was able to trigger her to comprehend an opportunity she had not obtained for 100,000 years.

A deep rumble came from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, as if some ancient will was awakening.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know that when we were fighting against Chaos Bell just now..." Zhou Yi suddenly pointed his fingers into a sword shape, and starlight drew a mysterious trajectory in the void, vaguely resonating with a certain existence deep in the Blood Sea. "I glimpsed a variable that does not belong to the Heavenly Dao."

The Netherworld Blood Sea surged with dark red waves, and the ownerless, lonely souls floated and wailed amidst the scarlet turbid waves.

Zhou Yi gazed at this perpetually restless underworld, his fingertips lightly tapping the jade pendant at his waist: "As you see, fellow Daoist, these billions of obsessions are trapped in the sea of ​​blood, unable to find release. If there were a pure land that could cleanse the souls of their malevolent energy..."

His voice suddenly turned deep, like the tolling of a bell that pierced through time: "Perhaps we can create an opportunity to break the cycle of life and death, and allow the path to rebirth to reappear in the world."

As the four characters "Path to Rebirth" vibrated in the turbid air, the twelve-tasseled crown of the Ancestral Witch of Thick Earth suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine light.

The ancestral witch who held the power over the earth stood there stunned, and ripples spread through the surrounding space.

She murmured "the path to rebirth" repeatedly, and mysterious Dao patterns appeared on her jade-colored face. The sea of ​​blood beneath her feet condensed into a crystal-clear pattern of spider lilies.

Zhou Yi waved his hand nonchalantly, but his fingers, hidden in his sleeve, unconsciously caressed the fabric.

"The Dao is right before my eyes, yet I do not recognize it. Thank you for your enlightening words, fellow Daoist." Hou Tu suddenly bowed deeply to the ground, the star-shaped necklace hanging from his hair resonating and trembling with the sea of ​​blood.

Six streams of mysterious light flowed from the blood-red mark between her brows. "With my ancestral witch body as the bridge and the Netherworld Blood Sea as the source, I shall forge the path home for all living beings."

Zhou Yi's heart trembled slightly. He clearly saw the turbid aura of the ancestral witches surrounding Hou Tu transforming into pure power of reincarnation. Suppressing his doubts, he said, "This is the will of Heaven, but the establishment of reincarnation may require great karma."

Before he could finish speaking, Hou Tu had already risen into the air, stepping on crimson waves.

"Fellow Daoist, please look." With a gentle wave of her wide sleeves, countless vengeful spirits gathered in her palm to form the phantom of the Six Paths Wheel. "What these souls lack is not a vessel, but the clean water to wash away their past lives and the spiritual guide to renew their karma."

A deafening roar came from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and twelve drops of ancestral witch blood transformed into a colossal pillar that rose from the ground.

Zhou Yi suddenly realized that Hou Tu should emulate Pangu's creation of the world. He raised his hand and summoned his natal spiritual treasure, the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, which bloomed amidst the turbid waves: "If we use the Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus to burn away sins, and then draw upon the pure waters of the River of Oblivion to cleanse our past lives..."

Before the words were finished, a golden pillar of light, piercing through heaven and earth, rose from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and the merits of the Heavenly Dao poured down like an inverted celestial river.

"What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist. The establishment of the reincarnation system is by no means an easy task."

Hou Tu Zu Wu gathered the bone ornament that hung down to his waist behind his shoulder, and looked at the turbid waves of the Netherworld Blood Sea. "If you have some free time, would you be willing to come with me to the sacred land of the Wu Clan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain for a chat? Many details still need to be discussed in detail."

Zhou Yi gazed at the scene before him, so different from the legends, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade pendant at his waist.

He clearly remembered that ancient books recorded that the Ancestral Shaman of Houtu had an epiphany here and used his true form as the Ancestral Shaman to evolve the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

But now, this woman, dressed in a long robe with black witch patterns, is seriously discussing with him how to mobilize the power of the twelve ancestral witches to jointly build the Reincarnation Platform.

When the Ancestral Witch of Thick Earth casually tore through space to construct a teleportation array, Zhou Yi realized that he had been deceived by the folk tales for a full twenty-seven years.

Those so-called legends of "compassionately sacrificing oneself to be reborn" appear so pale and laughable in the face of the real witch clan.

"Please." The Ancestral Witch of the Earth opened up a void passage woven from twelve star chains, and as she turned around, the bracelet made of Yuqiang Cold Iron on her wrist jingled.

As Zhou Yi gazed at the ancestral witch mark between her brows, which flowed with the laws of the earth, he suddenly realized that the so-called "reincarnation" might just be a tragic plot fabricated by later literati.

As he traversed the chaotic gales, Zhou Yi tentatively brought up the concept of reincarnation.

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Witch of Thick Earth chuckled, and the earth-yellow threads of law swirling around her fingertips suddenly condensed into the illusory image of the Six Paths Revolving Wheel: "Is this what you mean, fellow Daoist? I did gain some insights when observing the Blood Sea Tide three days ago, but..."

She casually crushed the wheel, the shattered light transforming into countless galloping witch warrior spirits. "Why must one sacrifice oneself?"

When the colossal pillar of Mount Buzhou came into view, Zhou Yi finally realized how terribly wrong he had been.

At the foot of the mountain, in the sacred land of the Wu tribe stretching for thousands of miles, twelve Pangu temples stand like stars surrounding the central altar.

The weakest of the witch warriors who roamed among them could crush mountains with their bare hands, not to mention the hundreds of great witches whose bodies were entwined with the power of laws.

"Isn't it amazing?" The Ancestral Witch of the Earth waved his sleeve to dispel the mist of the mountain-protecting formation, revealing the twelve legions practicing the Heavenly God and Demon Formation in the holy land. "We were born from the essence of the Father God's heart and blood, and we are born to wield the power of heaven and earth."

She suddenly raised her hand to intercept a bolt of chaotic lightning that was striking Zhou Yi, and with a flick of her palm, she kneaded the raging energy into a warm sphere of light. "But this gift..." The sphere of light shattered into stardust in her palm, "is also a shackle."

Within the secret realm of the Witch Clan, Hou Tu, his fingertips wreathed in chaotic energy, murmured, "Our people are born with the power of our bloodline, but this gift has also become a constraint."

Twelve starlight beams suddenly burst forth from her fingertips. "After adulthood, even the slightest improvement becomes as difficult as ascending to heaven, like a fierce tiger locked in an iron cage."

The difference between humans and witches is like the contrast between a rock and flowing water. While the witches slowly faded away in the long river of time, humans spread across the primordial land like stars.

Hou Tu waved his hand, conjuring two beams of light and shadow: on the left was a colossal bronze statue piercing the clouds, and on the right were ever-growing vines.

"Though humanity is as fragile as a seedling, it harbors the potential to break through the soil and grow into a towering tree. Now, the Heaven-Covering Emperor's Law is like spring breeze and dew..."

The bronze hourglass on the stone table suddenly reversed, and Hou Tu, gazing at the flowing sands of time, sighed softly: "The warriors of the Wu tribe take a hundred years to mature, while the human race has already gone through three generations. Among millions of sparks of life, a few stars will always emerge to illuminate the heavens and the earth."

She suddenly stood up, her clothes billowing as she and Zhou Yi disappeared into the ripples of space.

The shamanic totems in front of the Pangu Hall suddenly lit up. Before Zhou Yi could see the scene inside the hall, two mountain-like figures were already standing in front of him.

The burly man on the left was engulfed in crimson flames, each step leaving a fiery mark on the black iron floor tiles; the man on the right was surrounded by nine water dragons, their chilling aura condensing the air into ice crystals.