Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Even though she was a saint and would not feel physical fatigue or exhaustion of magical power, if this continued for hundreds of millions of years without end, even with the great power of a saint, she would still feel a little mentally exhausted.

It wasn't physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.

Looking at Houtu's profile, I saw the word "tired" on her face for the first time.

Houtu's face remained dignified and kind, her eyes still deep and bright. But Huanglong could sense a faint weariness hidden deep within her eyes.

Huanglong looked at Houtu, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart, including admiration, sympathy, and a touch of heartache.

Houtu continued, "But I cannot stop. Now, in this world, the number of beings born after birth has increased dramatically, but their lifespan has been greatly shortened, and the number of beings that perish every day far exceeds that before the Great Lich War."

Her gaze fell on the surging ghosts, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

"If I stop the cycle of reincarnation when these billions of souls flood into the underworld, it won't be long before the balance of Yin and Yang in the world is disrupted."

Huang Long was startled.

He never imagined that the great power of the Earth Saint would never rest for even a day.

"Your Majesty," Huanglong looked at Houtu and asked, "what do you mean?"

Houtu turned around, looking directly at Huanglong, and said, word by word, "I need you to take my place in the underworld and govern the Six Paths of Reincarnation during Fuxi's reincarnation!"

Huang Long was stunned.

Let him replace Houtu and take charge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

That is reincarnation, the core hub of the cycle of all living beings in the primordial world, a mysterious place connecting the underworld and the primordial world.

How could a Great Immortal like him control such a magnificent thing?

"Your Majesty!" Huanglong hurriedly said, "But I am merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and not even a being of this underworld. How could I possibly control the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Houtu seemed to have anticipated this. She looked at Huanglong, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

"You don't need to worry about that." Her voice was calm and composed. "I will bestow upon you the authority over this underworld. In this underworld, you will be the master of the underworld, able to mobilize all the primal power of the underworld."

As soon as she finished speaking, Houtu raised her hand.

With a gentle wave of her hand, an invisible force enveloped the Yellow Dragon!

In that instant, Huanglong felt that the entire underworld had changed.

No, it's not the underworld that's changed, it's him who's changed.

His senses were expanding infinitely, and his divine consciousness spread in all directions like a tide, covering the entire underworld.

He saw the approaching vengeful spirits in the distance, each spirit's face clearly visible. He saw the aura of the Great Dao flowing through every rune on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.

He saw every wisp of yin energy in the underworld sky.

The entire underworld, from the boundless void to a wisp of yin energy, was within his perception.

Huang Long subconsciously raised his hand and waved it gently.

The earth suddenly trembled violently, and a majestic mountain rose from the ground, soaring straight into the sky.

He waved his hand again, and the mountain peak instantly sank into the earth, as if it had never existed.

Huanglong looked at Houtu, his eyes filled with shock.

In this underworld, he is truly omnipotent.

Mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, evolving the mountains and rivers, controlling the cycle of reincarnation of all beings... all of this is as natural as breathing, as spontaneous as instinct.

He could even sense that, if he wished, he could mobilize the primordial power of the entire underworld to obliterate any being below the level of a saint who entered the underworld.

Even a quasi-saint couldn't withstand a single blow from him in this underworld.

This is the great power of a sage.

Even though he only possessed the authority bestowed upon him by Houtu, within this underworld, he truly possessed the power of a saint.

Huanglong took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and looked at Houtu.

Houtu was also looking at him, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

"How do you feel?" she said with a smile. "In this underworld, you can now mobilize the power of a saint, even if it's just borrowed and only effective in the underworld, it's enough."

Her voice softened: "During Fuxi's cycle of reincarnation, the underworld is now in your hands."

After saying this, Houtu fell backward, her figure slowly drifting down and finally sinking into the earth.

"Your Majesty...!" Huang Long wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back.

On the Six Paths of Reincarnation Wheel, the towering figure vanished, leaving only an empty platform and the spinning six-colored wheel.

Huanglong stood there, watching Houtu sink into the earth, and remained silent for a long time.

He knew that Houtu had not left; she had merely temporarily relinquished power to him so that she could rest for a while. She could wake up at any time as long as Huanglong called.

Huanglong will not disturb her.

Huanglong took a deep breath, turned around, and faced the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Now, he rules over the underworld.

Huanglong closed his eyes, sensing the vast origin of the entire underworld.

The authority of the underworld has become one with him; everything within his sight is under his control.

He tried to activate the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The moment a thought arises, the Wheel of Reincarnation begins to spin faster.

The light that burst forth shone even brighter, illuminating the land even further away. The wandering souls waiting beneath the Wheel of Reincarnation were drawn by an invisible force, drifting towards it.

Huanglong diverted a sliver of his consciousness into the Wheel of Reincarnation.

Instantly, countless pieces of information flooded into his mind: the karma, memories, and whereabouts of each wandering spirit. This information surged in like a tide, dense and innumerable.

Huanglong needs to determine the destination of each wandering soul, erase its memories, and then send it into the corresponding reincarnation channel.

This is an extremely mentally taxing process.

Each and every ghost requires a fraction of his attention to deal with...!

Before long, Huang Long noticed a slight fatigue in his mind.

He now truly understood why even a sage like Houtu felt weary.

He looked at the ever-emerging spirits on the ground and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"This power, though alluring, comes at a price."

However, it wasn't without its benefits. As Huanglong sent countless souls into the cycle of reincarnation, the fundamental mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation were revealed to him.

The laws of the underworld were also clearly displayed before his eyes.

If he can comprehend even a part of it, his Xuanhuang Sword will surely undergo a significant upgrade.

However, he did not have the extra mental energy to comprehend the profound mysteries of the underworld.

As Huanglong watched the endless stream of souls surging from the earth, he knew that he had to get the entire underworld running on its own.

Only then could he spare the time to comprehend the laws of the underworld and the cycle of reincarnation.

His gaze shifted to the area beneath the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the region isolated by Houtu.

Since one person can't handle it all, we should find more people to help.