Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The last golden light fell upon Huanglong.

Like the Three Pure Ones of the Styx River, the Yellow Dragon received one-tenth of the Heavenly Dao's merits.

Huanglong skillfully channeled the merits of Heaven into his primordial spirit.

This one-tenth of Heavenly Dao merit might not seem like much to the Three Pure Ones, but for Huanglong, it was more than all the Heavenly Dao merit he had accumulated since repairing the primordial land.

"boom!"

The primordial spirit world was bathed in gold.

Huanglong's entire body, along with the Pure White Lotus he sat upon, was now bathed in an eternal, indelible golden glow.

Merit flows within the primordial spirit, nourishing every wisp of it.

Finally, all the merits were gathered by the Yellow Dragon behind the Primordial Spirit to form the Golden Wheel of Merit.

One round.

Two wheels.

Three-wheeled vehicles.

Three dazzling golden halos slowly appeared behind Huanglong's head.

Looking at the three golden wheels behind Huanglong's primordial spirit, the Three Pure Ones all showed a hint of helplessness.

"Showing off!" Tongtian Jiaozhu said to Yuanshi Tianzun, "Second brother, your disciple is just like you, always showing off."

"snort!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, but did not object.

Huanglong opened his eyes, a flash of golden light appearing briefly in them.

He stood up and bowed solemnly in the direction of the golden clouds: "Disciple Huanglong thanks Heaven for its blessing."

After the merits were distributed, the golden clouds that stretched for billions of miles began to dissipate.

But the strange phenomena in the heavens and earth did not end.

In the direction of the underworld, Houtu's aura finally reached its peak.

She stood suspended beneath the underworld sky, her primordial spirit completely solidified, no longer an illusory true spirit, but a saintly figure draped in a dark yellow Taoist robe and wearing a crown of reincarnation.

The underworld beneath her feet resonated with her, and the laws of reincarnation flowed around her.

The divine might has subsided.

It wasn't disappearance, but rather introversion. Houtu regained her composure, looked down at her own hands, then at the beings of the underworld, and finally her gaze pierced through the barriers of the underworld, landing on the Three Pure Ones above the sea of ​​blood.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu," the Sage Laozi of Taiqing spoke first, his voice calm, "Congratulations."

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu also bowed and said, "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Houtu for opening up the underworld, perfecting the primordial world, and attaining the position of a sage."

The three saints celebrating together was a scene never before seen since the beginning of time.

Even the two Western saints who both attained sainthood did not have such a grand display.

Houtu returned the greeting with a humble tone: "You three fellow Daoists are too kind."

I merely borrowed the origin of reincarnation, merged with the Dao in the underworld, and obtained the sage status of this world.

"Out of the underworld..."

She paused slightly, looked at the Three Pure Ones, and said frankly, "I cannot mobilize the power of the primordial world like you three fellow Daoists!"

These words revealed a hint of understanding in the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

The Supreme Sage nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist is frank. Although the Sages of the Underworld are limited by their geographical location, they are still genuine Sages. The laws of reincarnation now have a master, and all living beings in the primordial world should be grateful for your compassion."

Houtu shook her head, turning her gaze to the underworld.

Before the golden glow of merit had faded, the underworld had already revealed its hideous nature.

The countless true spirits that were led into the underworld transformed into ghosts, and after the initial confusion, their instincts began to awaken.

In their previous lives, they were either great demons, warriors of the witch clan, ancestors of the human race, or exotic species from the primordial era. Each of them struggled to survive in a world where the strong prey on the weak.

Even after being reborn in the underworld, this instinct remained unchanged.

The powerful devour the weak, and those with higher cultivation devour those with lower cultivation, just as they were in life, or even more ferocious!

......

On the earth of the underworld, the orderly process of reincarnation and guidance that had just taken place instantly turned into a battlefield of carnage.

When a spirit shatters, the dissipated yin energy is absorbed by the victor, while the vanquished vanishes completely, as if sinking into a sea of ​​blood and being obliterated by it.

Even more terrifying is that this slaughter is spreading, and some spirits that have just entered the underworld are being devoured before they can even react.

Chaos has broken out in the underworld.

Houtu stood in the sky, watching all this, her face changing from compassion to pale, and then from pale to ashen.

She opened up the underworld to give all living beings a place to belong, so that the true souls wandering in the sea of ​​blood could find peace!

But now?

The weak souls are still being devoured, and the powerful evil spirits continue to do evil.

How one is in life is how one remains after death.

What is the meaning of devouring the origin of reincarnation, turning the true form of the Ancestral Witch into dust, and opening up the underworld?

It would be better to let these true spirits continue to sink in the sea of ​​blood, and eventually be consumed by it.

"Fellow Daoist, you've seen it." The voice of the Sage Taiqing sounded beside her.

Before anyone knew it, the Three Pure Ones had passed through the barriers of the underworld and arrived beside Houtu.

A natural flow of Daoist energy emanated from them, causing the eerie ghostly aura of the underworld to actively shun them.

Taiqing looked down at the carnage below, his eyes calm and unwavering: "The rules of heaven and earth are inherently the law of the jungle."

This was true in the primordial world, and it is also true in this newly opened underworld. This is the inherent nature of all beings, and also a link in the cycle of Heaven's Way.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable said solemnly, "Those who kill in life will continue to kill in death. If this cycle of reincarnation is merely another place to continue the fighting, then how is it different from a sea of ​​blood?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader gently stroked the Qingping Sword, watching the endless battle of the Yin spirits, and said, "If you want to change things, the only way is to establish rules. Fellow Daoist, you are the Lord of this Underworld, and only you can establish such rules..."

Houtu closed her eyes.

The wailing of the devoured spirits echoed in her ears.

They had just escaped the sea of ​​blood and thought they had arrived at a place of peace, but in the blink of an eye they were plunged into an even more cruel hell of devouring.

Those emotions of pleading, fear, and resentment, through the source of the underworld, directly impacted her sacred heart.

"No....."

Houtu opened her eyes, the illusory image of reincarnation spinning rapidly within them. "This underworld shouldn't be like this."

She raised her hand, her five fingers making a grasping motion.

Deep within the underworld, six objects burst forth from the earth and hovered in front of her.

It was a fragment of the head of the Reincarnation Demon God!

In the previous primordial explosion, this head, containing the last essence of the Chaos Demon God, was not destroyed!

It was broken into six pieces, each covered with cracks, and the patterns of the law of reincarnation were flowing on them.

When Houtu used her sage power to infuse the source of the underworld, those patterns began to light up again, radiating the Dao of reincarnation that perfectly matched the underworld.

"Based on the skull of the Demon God of Reincarnation."

Houtu's voice resounded throughout the underworld, each word triggering a resonance from the very source of the underworld.

"Using the origin of reincarnation in the underworld as a guide."

The six skull fragments, under the melting and refining of the underworld's origin, transformed into six chaotic orbs of light.

Within the ball of light, the cycle of birth and death of countless beings could be vaguely seen. That was the understanding of the Great Dao of "Reincarnation" by the Reincarnation Demon God in his previous life, which was now being forcibly extracted and refined by Houtu.

"Use the power of my sage as a hammer."

Houtu formed a hand seal, a seal never before seen in the primordial world, which combined the power of the Ancestral Witches' bloodline, the power of the law of reincarnation, and the Heavenly Dao authority of the underworld's origin.

The three forces converged in her palm, transforming into an invisible hammer that slammed heavily onto the six orbs of light.

"clang--!"

It was not the clang of metal against metal, but the sound of the collision of the great Dao.

The six orbs of light were deformed, stretched, and shaped under the heavy hammer.

Ultimately, it took the form of six gates!

Shaped like an arch, with mysterious patterns naturally emerging on the door frame, and inside the doorway is a swirling chaotic vortex.