Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

a long time.

Houtu spoke slowly, her voice tinged with an undisguised bitterness:

"A true sage?"

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, you overestimate me."

She sighed, turned to look at the six flowing portals, her gaze deep and unfathomable:

"Although I have transformed into the cycle of reincarnation, awakened the Earthly Path, and wielded the power of the Nine Netherworlds, the Earthly Path is ultimately not perfect."

"When the great god Pangu created the world, he transformed himself into the primordial chaos. The way of heaven became pure, the way of earth became turbid, and the way of man became spiritual."

"But after the creation of the world, the Heavenly Dao was the first to awaken. The Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao and took charge of the order of the primordial world, making the Heavenly Dao even stronger."

"The underground world will remain dormant for billions until my body is reborn, at which point it will truly awaken."

"But even if one awakens, it is not perfect; it is ultimately imperfect."

Houtu turned her head and looked at Xuandu, her chaotic eyes filled with helplessness:

"If the Way of Earth is not perfected, there is no attainment of the status of a sage."

"Although I am a saint of the earthly path, I forcibly attained that status through the power of reincarnation."

In other words, I am an exception.

"Besides me, there is no other person in the Dao who can attain the status of a sage."

She paused, her voice turning somber:

"Although the Black Tortoise possesses great merit and its foundation has been elevated, how can it attain enlightenment without the attainment of sainthood?"

"Even if it is reincarnated with strong talent and deep opportunities, it can only cultivate to the peak of Quasi-Saint at most."

"A saint is hopeless."

As the sound faded, a deathly silence fell before the Reincarnation Seal.

On the road to the underworld, countless spirits lined up to wait, yet none dared to utter the slightest sound.

At the Bridge of Helplessness, Meng Po, holding a bowl of soup, paused in her movements, gazing at the pale yellow figure with eyes full of awe.

In the River of Oblivion, countless vengeful spirits struggled and roared, but were suppressed by the Wheel of Reincarnation patterns and could not move.

Xuan Du's expression remained unchanged after hearing Hou Tu's words.

He simply nodded slightly:

"Your Majesty is absolutely right."

"The path to enlightenment is incomplete, and there is certainly no attainment of sainthood."

But as he finished speaking, a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

Upon seeing this, Houtu's gaze narrowed slightly:

"Why are you laughing, fellow Daoist?"

Xuan Du shook his head:

"This disciple is not laughing, but there is something I would like to ask Your Majesty."

Houtudao:

"speak."

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"Has Your Majesty forgotten someone?"

Houtu was taken aback:

"Who is it?"

Xuan Du spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Zhen Yuanzi".

As the three words fell, a sudden stillness descended before the Reincarnation Seal.

Houtu's pupils constricted slightly.

She gazed at Xuandu, a flicker of disbelief flashing deep within her chaotic eyes:

"Zhen Yuanzi?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you referring to Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Earth Immortals?"

Xuan Du nodded:

"Exactly."

Houtu frowned slightly:

"Although Zhen Yuanzi is the ancestor of the Earth Immortals and I have some acquaintance with him, he is ultimately a primordial deity. What does he have to do with the Dao of Earth?"

She paused, a hint of doubt in her voice:

"Even the Book of Earth in his hand is merely a primordial spiritual treasure. Although it contains the essence of the earth, how can it possibly complete the earth's passage?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly upon hearing this.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"Your Majesty."

He spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"Your Majesty, please don't forget the origin of the Earth Book in Zhen Yuanzi's hands."

Houtu was taken aback.

She gazed at Xuandu, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, her mind racing with thoughts.

Ground book.

Zhen Yuanzi's companion spirit treasure, the same as the world, is the ancestor of earth immortals.

This book has existed since the beginning of time, and is listed alongside the three books of Heaven, Earth, and Man, making it one of the most mysterious treasures of the primordial world.

The Heavenly Book of Investiture of the Gods is in the hands of Yuanshi.

The Book of Life and Death is in the hands of the Underworld, and is controlled by the Ten Kings of Hell.

The Book of Earth has always been in Zhen Yuanzi's possession.

This book contains the essence of the earth, capable of mobilizing the earth's energy, suppressing mountains and rivers, and even more...

Houtu's pupils suddenly contracted.

She suddenly remembered a legend.

In the beginning of time, the great god Pangu transformed into the primordial chaos.

The pure rise to become the heavens, while the turbid sink to become the earth.

Heaven has its own way, which governs the birth and death of all things.

The earth has its own channels, which support the reproduction of all living beings.

But the Heavenly Dao awakened first, while the Earthly Dao remained dormant for billions of yuan.

It wasn't until she transformed into a being that the underground passage was truly awakened.

Although the tunnel has been awakened, it remains incomplete.

Because the Earth Book is missing!