Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

Fu De gazed at his past and present lives reflected in the Mirror of Karma, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint crimson auspicious cloud deep within his primordial spirit. As he recited the Jade Purity Rebirth Mantra, the souls corrupted by evil energy shed their black mist, revealing their original pure primordial spirit.

"Such blessings and merits are far beyond what mere incense offerings can compare to!" The vajra in his hand emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar, and golden clouds of merit had already condensed above the three flowers.

An undercurrent surged in the depths of the netherworld. The Di Ting divine beast beneath Ksitigarbha suddenly pricked up its ears and heard the unique, pure and holy sound of the Jade Void Palace emanating from the Six Paths Wheel.

The Book of Life and Death of the Ten Kings of Hell moved without wind, and the judge's pen left a cinnabar mark next to the name "Ksitigarbha" before quietly disappearing.

At the same time, the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple inexplicably produced black and yellow fruits. Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and sighed, pointing the Hunyuan whisk towards the direction of the Nine Netherworlds.

"The Jade Void Glazed Lamp of Master Yuanshi is more suitable for illuminating the path to rebirth than the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Jieyin." Zhou Yi threw the fragments of the Investiture of the Gods into the Well of Reincarnation, watching the heavenly secrets rearrange and recombine in the turbid air of the netherworld.

As Fude stepped onto the Golden Bridge of Merit and entered the Quasi-Saint realm, the lingering echo of the Chaos Bell resounded from the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and auspicious clouds descended simultaneously from the Eight Views Palace and the Jade Void Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

After discussing countermeasures, Zhou Yi and Fu De finalized the arrangement for the other party's position in the underworld.

With his hands forming a mudra and his toes lightly touching the ground, Fu De transformed into a stream of light and leaped to the top of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"I see that all sentient beings in the cycle of reincarnation are entangled in suffering and hardship. I now vow to cleanse the myriad wronged souls with the sound of the Tao." Fu De's voice was as loud as a bell, and his body radiated a faint golden light.

He sat cross-legged in mid-air, with the illusory image of the Eight Trigrams appearing behind him, and the "Tai Xu Wang Sheng Jing" he was chanting transformed into tangible golden runes.

Countless wronged souls were enveloped in wisps of black mist, their distorted faces gradually becoming peaceful.

Thousands of spirits, without having to endure the tortures of purgatory, flew directly to the reincarnation passage. The souls kneeling before the Reincarnation Platform had merit marks appearing between their brows as they bowed towards the sky.

Suddenly, a golden vortex split open in the sky, and a vast expanse of golden light of merit poured out like a celestial river, enveloping the blessings within.

A nine-palace star map lit up in his dantian, and his cultivation soared from the Taiyi realm to the heavens, breaking through the Great Luo shackles in an instant. The phenomenon of three flowers gathering at the top of his head appeared behind him.

Zhou Yi gazed at the faint purple aura appearing and disappearing within the golden clouds of merit, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He knew that as long as Fude guarded the underworld for a thousand years and used the power of reincarnation to hone his foundation, the Quasi-Saint realm would be a natural outcome.

At that time, the position of the Great Emperor of Fengdu will naturally belong to this primordial deity.

"The Western religion's plan to use Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is likely to fail." Zhou Yi gently stroked the jade pendant at his waist, and a subtle vibration came from the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

This tremor is a sign that Heaven recognizes the duty of guarding virtue and fortune, completely sealing off the path for outsiders to interfere in reincarnation.

As the golden light of merit gradually dissipated, Fu De's eyes burst forth with crimson light, and his aura became ancient and profound.

He landed on the Yin-Yang Twin Fish Formation and solemnly performed the three kneelings and nine kowtows ceremony before Zhou Yi: "After three hundred thousand kalpas of reincarnation in ignorance, I was fortunate to be enlightened by you, fellow Daoist, and only then did I realize that I am a body that has undergone ten thousand fires of tribulation."

Zhou Yi raised his hand and conjured two cups of Enlightenment Tea. The amber tea soup reflected the figures of the two people: "Fellow Daoist Wan Huo, since you have awakened your innate memories, the fortune of this underworld is just right for your rebirth."

Amidst the crisp clinking of teacups, the six rays of mysterious light from the Reincarnation Platform spontaneously condensed into auspicious flames.

Zhou Yi gazed at the figure shrouded in the primordial aura, the laws of heaven and earth flowing around Fu De like a tide. As the Dao of Reincarnation condensed between his brows, fragments of memories dormant for a thousand years gradually pieced together.

"The primordial smoke and clouds have all returned to dust, and now only blessings remain." The white-robed Taoist gently brushed the fallen petals of the other shore from his sleeve, his brows reflecting the vicissitudes of time.

The tragic scene of his previous life's demise in the Northern Abyss flashed through his mind, but under the wash of the golden light of merit, it transformed into specks of starlight.

When Zhen Yuanzi returned from the Netherworld Blood Sea, the book in his hand trembled slightly with excitement.

The ginseng fruit tree, which had been sleeping in Wuzhuang Temple, seemed to sense something and, without any wind, automatically scattered thousands of green awns, which crossed the boundary between Yin and Yang and landed on the shoulders of the old friend.

As the two immortals, who had experienced countless eons, gazed at each other, they understood without words the three eons of time flowing in each other's eyes.

When the Golden Wheel of Merit of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was fully formed, the innate Dao body of the Book of Changes suddenly emitted a faint light, and the Destiny Points on the system interface were climbing at a subtle rate.

As he gazed at Fude, who was performing a ritual to guide the souls of the dead, images of the cataclysmic destruction of heaven and earth during the Lich Wars flashed through his mind.

"Cangwen's Heavenly Dao True Meaning is still lacking in refinement, and Ziyi's Innate Dao Cocoon still needs nurturing." Zhou Yi lightly tapped the void, and the illusory image of the Kunlun Mirror reflected the chaotic battlefield outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The aftershocks of the collision between the demon race's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array and the witch race's Du Tian Shen Sha were now creating subtle ripples on the mirror's surface.

The ancestor of the Earth Immortals suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to the ground. The ginseng fruit that flew out of his sleeve automatically fell into Zhou Yi's palm.

This innate spiritual fruit, containing the essence of the Earth element, transformed into profound runes the moment it came into contact with the human race's fortune, quietly merging into the depths of the primordial earth veins.

Before leaving the Netherworld, Zhou Yi specially planted three jade slips on the banks of the River of Oblivion.

The techniques for manipulating creation recorded therein will manifest themselves 129,600 years later as the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms is perfected.

At that time, the bronze cauldron atop Shouyang Mountain will ring out, reminding future generations of humanity to come and collect this gift that transcends time and space.

After careful consideration, Zhouyi decided to transfer this opportunity of reincarnation to Fude in order to maximize the use of resources.

After returning to the human territory, he began a secluded life that lasted for a thousand years, and the human race's presence in the prehistoric world gradually became less and less noticeable.

The entire primordial world fell into an eerie silence, with undercurrents surging beneath the seemingly calm surface. Sensitive creatures had already sensed the approaching crisis and retreated into seclusion.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. When Zhou Yi awoke from his state of enlightenment, ten blazing suns suddenly appeared in the sky, their scorching flames instantly engulfing the earth.

"The decisive battle between the Lich King and the Demon King is about to break out. Immediately activate the entire tribe's war preparations." Zhou Yi urgently summoned Suihuang and other tribal leaders.

No one was surprised by this order. In the seemingly ordinary life over the past thousand years, the human race had already secretly prepared countermeasures.

"A sun in the sky for ten days will surely bring disaster. Immediately activate the emergency evacuation plan to ensure the safe evacuation of all civilians."

The primary concern of the Book of Changes is not the war situation, but the safety of ordinary people.

Under the command of the Fire Emperor, the tribes quickly and orderly evacuated, and the well-developed emergency response system proved effective.

When the last group of people entered the underground shelter, the human elite had already quietly assembled.

Zhou Yi stared at the ten three-legged birds flying wildly in the air. These descendants of the demon emperor Jun were frantically releasing the true fire of the sun.

He couldn't help but frown: Did no one in the Heavenly Court restrain such crazy behavior? Did the demon race's higher-ups really not notice such an unusual phenomenon as ten suns in the sky?

The fog of the Great Calamity has already enveloped all living beings, and even the prince of the demon race could not escape the clouding of his mind.

But could there be another secret behind such blatant and unusual behavior? Zhou Yi gripped his spear tightly, knowing that this catastrophe that would sweep across the primordial world was ultimately unavoidable.