Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 149 The Framework of the Underworld Emerges

As Houtu's earth-shattering and awe-inspiring vow resonated with the deepest level of the primordial world, a sudden change occurred above the Netherworld Blood Sea!

The six enormous vortex phantoms that were originally just slowly rotating in her eyes and around her body, symbolizing different paths of rebirth and trajectories of destiny, seemed to be infused with supreme will and power, and suddenly burst forth with dazzling six-colored divine light that illuminated the heavens!

The ethereal and lofty Heavenly Way, the myriad aspects of the mortal world in the Human Way, the ferocious and warlike Asura Way, the ignorant and chaotic Animal Way, the torment of hunger and thirst in the Hungry Ghost Way, and the excruciating pain of the Hell Way—six completely different auras of law erupted and intertwined to form a sea of ​​light of law covering the sky above a sea of ​​blood spanning billions of miles!

They were no longer just illusory shadows, but had transformed into six enormous vortexes of laws that frantically devoured everything!

It frantically devoured the boundless ancestral witch essence containing the essence blood of Pangu and the vast, indestructible divine soul power of Houtu Ancestral Witch;

It devoured the endless death energy, resentment, and malevolence that permeated the primordial world, accumulating over countless eons and almost solidifying into substance:

It greedily absorbed the vast and star-like power of Xuanhuang merit that surged from the source of the Great Dao!

The rudiments of the Six Paths of Law, under the infusion of this unimaginable massive amount of energy, solidified and expanded at an unprecedented speed.

Intertwined, colliding!

Each vortex is like a nascent universe, with endless runes being created and destroyed, countless phantoms of worlds flickering, and the threads of fate of countless beings being outlined!

Their rotation speed increased, and the suction they generated caused the entire boundless sea of ​​blood to sink in, forming a huge funnel-shaped vortex.

Within the sea of ​​blood, the wails of countless vengeful spirits grew even more mournful. They were drawn in and bound by this newly born, irresistible force of order, and were involuntarily pulled toward the six vortexes.

In the darkness, a silent roar, seemingly the creation of heaven and earth or the cycle of the universe, shook the minds of all the great beings of the primordial world!

Six enormous vortexes of law, after spinning to their limit, suddenly collided and merged with the center point!

There was no devastating explosion, only an ultimate "birth"!

A colossal, semi-transparent yet undeniably real world projection, radiating an aura of vastness, antiquity, profundity, and majesty, was born from the core point of collision and fusion, and rapidly expanded in all directions like the Big Bang!

The projection quickly became clear, and the scene within it captivated all the powerful beings who witnessed it:

The first thing to solidify is a towering, ancient pass that seems to connect the realms of Yin and Yang!

The wall has a dark bronze color, covered with mottled traces of time and countless mysterious innate divine patterns.

Above the pass, three enormous ancient characters, imbued with supreme Daoist charm and seemingly written directly by the Great Dao, suddenly lit up, revealing the Gate of Hell!

This is the first stop at the boundary between Yin and Yang, the entrance where all souls return, exuding a solemn and awe-inspiring aura that makes one's soul tremble.

A winding, endless, earthen-yellow path shrouded in a thick, grayish-white mist extends from behind the Gates of Hell, leading to the unknown and deep Yellow Springs Road!

Along the way, countless faint souls, drawn by the path, walked forward numbly and aimlessly.

Along both sides of the road, in the void, as if painted by an invisible brush, countless crimson spider lilies, eerie yet beautiful, blooming without leaves, appeared out of thin air and stretched into a sea!

They exude a strange aura that draws away the dead, confuses the past, and makes one forget old memories; the fragrance of flowers fills the air, forming the first barrier on the path to the underworld.

A turbid, roaring, blood-yellow river appeared out of nowhere, stretching across a section of the Road to the Underworld—the River of Oblivion!

The river was turbulent and turbulent, where countless lonely ghosts, unable to be reborn and wailing in agony, could be seen floating and sinking. Insects and snakes swarmed, a foul stench filled the air, and resentment soared to the heavens! Legend has it that the river water could defile the bodies of immortals and dissolve their souls.

An ancient, weathered stone bridge covered in moss spans the calmest section of the Wangchuan River.

The bridge is divided into three layers, each emanating different fluctuations of laws, corresponding to the souls of the dead with different merits and demerits.

At the bridgehead, a stone statue resembling both an old woman and a primordial deity slowly solidified. In her hand, she held a rough earthenware bowl, from which steam rose, emanating an eerie aura that captivated and forgot all past lives. (The Bridge of Helplessness and Meng Po!)

Although divine positions require postnatal conferment, their symbolism and functions are already manifested along with reincarnation.

Further away, the phantom of a massive palace complex, even more magnificent and imposing, exuding an aura of judgment, began to materialize!

The most magnificent palace is located in the very center, and on the plaque above it, the five divine characters of the Great Dao, "Fengdu Emperor's Palace," are faintly visible!

Below it, the outlines of ten smaller but equally majestic and distinctive palaces are distributed around it—the Ten Palaces of Yama!

Although the divine roles such as Yama, the King of Hell, are still vacant, the framework of laws for judging the dead, determining their merits and demerits, and deciding their reincarnation has already been established!

The basic framework of the Netherworld is being constructed, perfected, and transformed from the abstract into the concrete at an unprecedented speed, guided by the supreme will of Houtu, the residual will of the Father God Pangu, and propelled by the immense power of merit!

At the same time, on the vast land, there are countless wronged souls and vengeful ghosts that have accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, with nowhere to go, only able to wander among the mountains and fields by instinct, or attach themselves to extremely yin places, or devour each other and turn into vengeful ghosts.

As if summoned by some supreme call from the very source of their souls, they all awoke from their slumber, chaos, or violence, letting out earth-shattering roars and shrieks filled with complex emotions!

They transformed into massive, sky-covering, gray-black pillars of soul energy, rising from every corner of the primordial world—from beneath the reefs of the East Sea, to the ancient battlefields of the West Wilderness, to the icy fissures of the North Sea, to the depths of the swamps of the South Frontier, and to the human burial mounds of the Central Plains!

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, or ten thousand birds paying homage to the phoenix, they irresistibly and frantically surged towards the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea, towards that newly formed "home" that exuded both a destination and a new life for them—the projection of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

The scene was so grand, tragic, and terrifying that it reached an extreme!

Countless torrents of gray-black soul power converged into a dark cloud covering half of the primordial sky, as if the death and end that had accumulated over countless years in the entire primordial world had been stirred up and thrown into that new order!

The world was filled with the howls of countless souls, some liberated, some bewildered, some fearful, and some in a final frenzy.

The world projection frantically absorbed these souls, its form becoming more solid, its laws more perfect, and its scale more enormous.

When it expanded to a certain limit, almost covering the entire Netherworld Blood Sea, it suddenly shuddered!