Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Since Zhu Rong intervened, all the great shamans have become incredibly obedient.

The entire underworld began to get back on track.

The pressure on Huanglong decreased sharply.

With just 10% of your effort, you can ensure the stable operation of the six realms of reincarnation.

He could use the remaining 90% of his energy to comprehend the mysteries of the underworld and reincarnation.

Huanglong sat cross-legged on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, closed his eyes, and immersed his mind in the depths of the disc.

Six-colored light enveloped him, and the laws of reincarnation flowed within his heart.

He felt the cycle of reincarnation of each wandering soul, the erosion of karmic obstacles, the erasure of memories, and the birth of new life...!

The laws of the underworld gradually became clear in his mind.

As time goes by,

As the authority over the underworld was perfected, the entire underworld began to slowly expand.

This is a mysterious change, not an expansion of space, but a perfection of laws.

It's like a tree that has finally grown roots and begun to grow and evolve on its own.

The walls of Fengdu City extend outwards, the area of ​​the Ghost Realm continues to increase, and the waters of the River of Oblivion flow even more swiftly...!

However, the expansion of the underworld did not encroach on the area of ​​the Sea of ​​Blood.

The Blood Sea is the Daoist temple of the Styx Ancestor, adjacent to the Underworld, yet they do not invade each other's territory.

Between the two worlds, there is an invisible boundary, like a natural chasm, separating the underworld from the sea of ​​blood.

This is the boundary that Houtu set when she created the underworld. Even though Huanglong has the authority of the Lord of the Underworld, he cannot cross it.

Deep within the earth, where Houtu slumbers.

A towering figure lay on a bed formed from the essence of the netherworld, eyes closed and breathing deeply.

Her face was peaceful and serene, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, as if she were having a sweet dream.

After countless years of exhaustion, I finally got a moment's rest.

Suddenly, Houtu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She sensed the changes in the underworld.

Those newly created powers, those established positions, those shaman clans each with their own responsibilities!

Everything was within her perception.

Houtu opened her eyes, her gaze piercing through the earth and landing on the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

She saw Huanglong.

The figure sitting cross-legged on the Wheel of Reincarnation, surrounded by six-colored light, was comprehending the mysteries of reincarnation.

His expression was focused and serious, as if he were one with the entire underworld.

A smile appeared on Houtu's face.

"It really works."

She spoke softly, her voice echoing deep within the earth, unheard by anyone.

Then, she pointed with her finger.

An invisible force shot out from her fingertips, passing through the earth, through Fengdu City, through the Yama Palace, and landed directly on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Wheel trembled violently, and six-colored light shone brightly!

In that dazzling light, a six-colored dot condensed and slowly drifted toward Huanglong.

The light spot was only the size of a grain of rice, yet it contained an extremely mysterious power!

The light spot disappeared into Huanglong's brow.

In an instant, Huanglong felt the profound and mysterious origins of the great laws of the underworld manifesting within his primordial spirit.

At this moment, all the secrets of the Six Paths of Reincarnation were revealed before his eyes.

His true spirit merged with the Six Paths of Reincarnation; he is reincarnation, and reincarnation is him.

At that moment, he saw the root of reincarnation.

That was Houtu refining the head of the Reincarnation Demon God, integrating the Great Dao of Reincarnation into the primordial world.

Birth and death, beginning and end, extinction and birth... everything is in the cycle of reincarnation!

Huanglong's face lit up with joy, and a series of insights welled up in his mind.

Houtu looked at him, a look of relief flashing in her eyes.

Then, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

This time, she slept much more soundly.

Because she knew that the underworld now had a reliable guardian.

Even if she no longer cares about anything in the underworld, the cycle of reincarnation will not stop, and the underworld will continue to operate stably.

However, her cultivation level continued to increase little by little.

Eight hundred years after Fuxi was reincarnated!

Xuandu, holding a golden gourd, returned to the underworld with the true spirit of Fuxi after his fall.

The reincarnation of Fuxi was found in a small human tribe.

It was a healthy baby boy. At his birth, the sky was filled with radiant light and auspicious energy, and the innate Daoist principles intertwined. The entire tribe benefited greatly from this change.

The tribe placed high hopes on the reincarnation of Fuxi from birth, and he was groomed to be the tribe's hope.

Fuxi lived up to expectations, displaying rare talent and leading the tribe to grow stronger over hundreds of years, seizing large tracts of territory from other tribes in the prehistoric world.

Let this human tribe, under the oppression of all races, establish the prestige of humanity!

Xuandu remained by the side of Fuxi's reincarnation until he perished in the combined attack of other races, taking his true spirit back to the underworld to prepare for reincarnation once more.

When he crossed the sea of ​​blood and stepped into the underworld, he was completely stunned.

Everything before him was a completely different world from the underworld he had seen hundreds of years ago.

Once a dark and empty underworld, a massive city gate now stands at its edge.

Above the doorway, three enormous Daoist runes gleamed with a chilling light!

gate of hell!

All wandering spirits must pass through the Gates of Hell to truly enter the underworld.

Xuandu was no exception.

Before the gates of hell, a scarlet river of blood encircles the entire city, its waters foul and stench unbearable, and the wails of wronged souls echoing within.

On the river, stone bridges spanned the blood-stained water, and countless spirits lined up and slowly crossed the bridges to enter the underworld.

At the city gate, there were underworld officials on duty.

The underworld officials were dressed in black armor, wielding spears, with cold and stern faces, and exuding a strong aura of yin energy.

Their cultivation level was not high, and their numbers were small, yet they intimidated countless Yin spirits.

Within the Gates of Hell, there stands a towering mountain peak that rises straight into the clouds, perched on the earth.

Xuandu could sense a terrifying aura emanating from the mountain peak.

Deeper inside, the air was thick with yin energy, making it difficult even for him to discern the true nature of the scene.

"This...how is this possible?"

He murmured, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Hundreds of years ago, when he left the underworld, it was almost completely desolate except for the enormous Wheel of Reincarnation.

Only the Goddess Houtu operates the cycle of reincarnation alone.

But now, this enormous and magnificent gate to the underworld, with its queue of ghosts and the underworld officials maintaining order, seems to have existed for countless years.

Did the Goddess Houtu make this?

Was it made by Senior Brother Huanglong?

He remembered that when he left, his senior brother Huanglong was kept behind by the Goddess Houtu!

And in just a few hundred years, the underworld has undergone such changes.

Xuan Du took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and stepped towards the Gates of Hell.

He wanted to find Huanglong and get to the bottom of things.

"This is the underworld; only wandering spirits may enter!"

Two spears were placed in front of Xuandu, and one of the underworld messengers stared at Xuandu with an unfriendly expression!