Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation gradually faded, and Fuxi's true spirit had entered the human realm, reincarnating into the human race along with countless human souls.

Houtu withdrew her hand, and the golden light dissipated. Only the empty underworld remained, the sky still gray and oppressive.

Houtu shifted her gaze from the Wheel of Reincarnation to the golden gourd in her hand. After a moment of silence, she tossed the gourd to Xuandu.

"This gourd is connected to the true spirit of Fuxi, and can be used to find Fuxi's reincarnation."

Houtu's voice was calm and composed, as if she had just sent away an ordinary ghost, not a primordial deity.

Xuan Du took the gourd with both hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

The task entrusted to us by the Goddess Nuwa has finally been successfully completed, with the first step completed!

He bowed deeply to Houtu, his voice filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Lady Houtu! Thank you, Lady Houtu!"

Houtu nodded slightly, her gaze falling on Xuandu, a subtle, unspoken meaning flashing in her eyes.

She didn't say much, but simply waved her hand gently, indicating that he could leave.

Xuandu turned to Huanglong and said urgently, "Senior brother, let's hurry and go find Fuxi's reincarnation together."

After he finished speaking, he tried to pull Huanglong away, wishing he could return to the primordial land immediately.

Huanglong looked at the anxious Xuandu, but remained standing still.

He shook his head, looked at Xuandu, then at Houtu beside him: "Junior brother, I can't leave for now. You'll have to find Fuxi's reincarnation yourself!"

Xuan Du was stunned for a moment, and the excitement on his face vanished instantly.

He glanced at Huanglong, then at Houtu Niangniang beside him, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two.

Houtu's expression remained calm, revealing nothing. Huanglong, however, looked very serious, showing no sign of joking.

Xuan Du felt a pang of guilt welling up inside him.

Huanglong was originally there to accompany him to send Fuxi into reincarnation, and because of this, he agreed to Houtu Niangniang's request and allowed her to do as she pleased.

"Senior brother, I...!" Xuan Du opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Go on." Huang Long looked at Xuan Du, who had a guilty expression, and spoke in a relaxed and casual tone, as if he had no complaints about being left in the underworld.

Xuan Du looked at Huang Long, feeling even more guilty.

Huang Long chuckled as he looked at the guilt on Xuan Du's face.

"Senior brother, this is a rare opportunity to comprehend the great laws of the underworld."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du looked at Huang Long's expression and realized he wasn't lying. He took a deep breath and suppressed his guilt.

"Senior brother, I will go and find the reincarnation of Fuxi first. Once I find Fuxi, I will definitely come to the underworld to inform you."

Huanglong nodded and looked at Houtu beside him: "Your Majesty, could you please escort Xuandu?"

Without Houtu's permission, Xuandu would find it difficult to leave the underworld.

Houtu did not speak, but simply waved her hand gently.

A beam of pale blue light shot out from her hand, and a passage suddenly appeared in front of Xuandu. The other end of the passage led to the sky of the primordial land, where the sun shone brightly and white clouds drifted by, forming a stark contrast to the gloom of the underworld.

Xuandu bowed deeply to Houtu, glanced at Huanglong, and then turned and stepped into the passage.

His figure flickered in the passage and then disappeared. The passage slowly closed, and the underworld returned to its grayness and silence.

Huanglong stared in the direction where Xuandu had disappeared, remained silent for a moment, and then turned to look at Houtu.

Houtu was also looking at him.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and neither of them spoke for a moment.

After a long silence, Huanglong spoke first, "Your Majesty, please feel free to tell me what you need me to do."

Houtu looked at Huanglong with a sincere expression, showing no sign of being forced. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

"Huang Long, don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing." Her voice carried a hint of emotion, as if she were talking about something very important.

Huang Long smiled and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, please give your orders. It is my honor to serve you."

This wasn't just a polite remark.

Houtu opened up this underworld, giving countless beings a place to rest after their deaths. Huanglong was willing to do things for her.

Houtu nodded and turned to look at the boundless underworld below.

His gaze pierced through the thick gray fog, past countless wandering ghosts, and landed on the endless darkness in the distance.

There, the spirits of the forest appear out of thin air and gather like gray-white rivers flowing from all directions. Finally, under the light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, they are guided to be reincarnated.

"Huanglong, look at this underworld." Houtu's voice was gentle and deep, like the echo of the earth.

Huang Long followed his gaze and saw the boundless sea of ​​ghosts.

Hundreds of millions of ghostly spirits, densely packed and layered, surged from the ends of the earth like a gray-white tide.

Some of them were blank and ignorant, their eyes empty, like walking corpses; others wailed in pain, tearing at their own bodies as if enduring unbearable suffering.

Some still retain a trace of intelligence, but they can only be swept along by the endless tide of yin spirits, step by step heading towards the cycle of reincarnation.

The countless vengeful spirits walked into the area illuminated by the light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and instantly began to wail incessantly.

Within the body of the wandering spirit, wisps of karmic obstacles constantly emerge. Before these obstacles are eliminated, the spirit can only endure endless suffering and find it difficult to approach the Wheel of Reincarnation.

"Since the day I opened up the underworld, I have never stopped."

Houtu's voice rang out again, tinged with weariness, "Whether it's washing away their karmic burdens or purifying their memories of past lives, I need to use this Six Paths of Reincarnation to do it."

Her gaze fell on the enormous six-path wheel of reincarnation.

The wheel slowly rotated, emitting a faint light, drawing in countless spirits without karmic burdens and sending them into the cycle of reincarnation.

Before each spirit enters the cycle of reincarnation, Houtu needs to dedicate a sliver of her mind to purify its memories and determine which gate of reincarnation it should enter. She needs to personally control every step of the process.

Huanglong looked at Houtu with endless admiration in his eyes.

"Even though I am a saint in this underworld, the creator of this underworld, possessing inexhaustible saintly power..."

Houtu paused, "We can't keep going like this forever."

Before she finished speaking, Huanglong understood what Houtu meant.

In the vast underworld, the reincarnation of all living beings is carried out by Houtu Niangniang alone, without any helpers or substitutes, only herself.

Countless years have passed since the creation of the underworld. Throughout these years, Houtu has never rested for a single moment, nor has she ever paused.

Day after day, year after year, she tirelessly activated the Six Paths of Reincarnation, sending countless souls into the cycle of reincarnation.