Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 42 Houtu's Compassion, Her Body Transforms into the Six Paths of Reincarnation

"Only by establishing the Six Paths of Reincarnation, using the cycle of cause and effect to make up for the damage to the Heavenly Way, and establishing the order of Heaven and Earth, can the countless living beings who died in the primordial world have a place to rest."

In the sea of ​​blood, Houtu received enlightenment from the Heavenly Dao and learned that her destiny was to be reborn into the six realms of reincarnation.

"Once I enter the sea of ​​blood, Houtu is no more. So this is my destiny, for the billions of living beings of the primordial world, for the Wu tribe, what does it matter if I perish!" Houtu stood in the sea of ​​blood, muttering to herself. Then she turned around and looked at the primordial land, as if she saw the Wu tribe, the Houtu clan, the Ancestral Wu Temple, and the Father God.

After a long while, Houtu's aura suddenly became stronger. The power of the Ancestral Witch spread throughout the Nine Nether Blood Sea, causing the Nine Nether Blood Sea to surge with layers of giant waves, which shook the prehistoric world.

Feeling the tremors of the sea of ​​blood, Styx, who was in seclusion, immediately awoke. Seeing that it was the Ancestral Witch Houtu who was lost in thought, he felt helpless. Ever since he had witnessed the power of Donghuang Taiyi, and now faced the Ancestral Witch who could rival the Heavenly Court, the weak and alone Styx could neither curse nor fight. He could only hope that the madwoman of the Witch Clan would leave soon, and he could only pretend that he knew nothing about the current situation.

Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Jin'ao Island, the Land of Ultimate Bliss, and Nuwa Palace—the six saints all opened their eyes, looking through the infinite distance of time and space at Houtu in the Nine Nether Blood Sea.

Each saint's eyes held a different expression, whether it was a sigh, a joy, or a sense of relief. After a long while, the six saints closed their eyes again and departed into the vast emptiness.

"Today, I, Houtu, sacrifice myself to mend the heavens and earth, and establish the six realms of reincarnation!"

As Houtu's voice resounded throughout the primordial world, a ripple appeared deep within the Blood Sea, revealing six black holes, each exuding a profound aura. The six black holes connected the primordial land above and the Netherworld Blood Sea below.

Suddenly, boundless golden light of merit descended from the heavens and flew into Houtu's body. It was because the Heavenly Dao was moved by Houtu's actions, which were helpful to the evolution of the primordial world, and thus bestowed boundless merit.

The merits accumulated this time were no less than those of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood, and second only to the merits of the Three Pure Ones' creation of the world.

As soon as this boundless merit entered Houtu's body, she felt her power surge, directly rising from the late stage of Quasi-Saint to the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint, infinitely approaching the realm of a Saint.

"What good is the power of a sage? Houtu's transformation into the six realms of reincarnation is already a foregone conclusion."

Within the sea of ​​blood, Houtu's figure was no longer visible. The Six Paths gradually stabilized, with the upper part disappearing into the primordial wilderness and the lower part disappearing into the Nine Netherworlds Sea of ​​Blood.

The "Six Paths of Reincarnation" and part of the "Nine Netherworld Blood Sea" formed a new realm, the Netherworld Underworld.

The boundless sea of ​​blood shrank by half, and half of the sea of ​​blood transformed into a boundless river, known as the River of Helplessness. A bridge appeared on the river, which was called the Bridge of Helplessness.

Thus, the wandering ghosts of the world finally found their home, and countless ghosts drifted towards this place, crossed the "Bridge of Helplessness," and entered the underworld.

The six realms are divided into three good realms and three evil realms.

The three good realms are: the realm of gods, the realm of humans, and the realm of asuras; the three evil realms are: the realm of hell, the realm of hungry ghosts, and the realm of animals.

These countless ghosts entered the underworld, where they were reincarnated according to the rules of the underworld, their good and evil deeds in life were examined, and they were constantly reborn in the six realms between the heavenly realm and the hell realm.

Houtu transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, shocking countless beings. Countless beings marveled at Houtu's compassion, and the name of Lady Houtu spread throughout the primordial world and has been passed down for ten thousand generations.

At this moment, Styx was on the verge of tears. He never expected that Houtu would come to establish the "Six Paths of Reincarnation". Now, his territory has shrunk by half. If he had known that Houtu would do such a thing, he would have risked his life to stop Houtu from entering the Blood Sea.

Now, his Asura clan has become the Asura Path, and his control over the Nine Nether Blood Sea has shrunk so much. Even though the Blood Sea's origin has grown stronger because Houtu established the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and there is a huge karmic connection here, as long as the Blood Sea is destroyed, the Styx River will never die.

But this also directly blocked his idea of ​​proving the Dao with the Asura race. How could a new race that had lost most of its home conquer the prehistoric world and compete with all sides of heaven and earth for the fortune of heaven and earth?

Aside from Styx's distress, the other eleven Ancestral Witches arrived at the Nine Nether Blood Sea immediately. Seeing the vanished Houtu and the new Six Paths of Reincarnation, the auras of the eleven Ancestral Witches shook the heavens and earth. Their terrifying auras connected, and Styx, who was furious, immediately cowered and obediently hid in a corner of the Blood Sea, not daring to reveal even a trace of his aura.

"Ah! Houtu, my dear girl."

The eleven Ancestral Witches looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Dijiang sighed. It was too late to say anything now. The "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation" was incomplete and Houtu was missing. The Witch Clan was facing a huge crisis.

"The most important thing now is to cultivate a new Ancestral Witch within a single era, otherwise our clan's fate is sealed." Zhu Jiuyin's face was ashen, and his voice was deep.

"Excellent! This is the only way!" Dijiang looked at the Six Paths of Reincarnation, his expression complex. Finally, he gathered his magical power, and his booming voice resounded throughout the primordial world, "The Six Paths of Reincarnation were established by my Wu Clan's Ancestral Witch Houtu, so the Underworld will naturally be under the control of my Wu Clan!"

The Thirty-Three Heavens, the Heavenly Court.

Di Jun sneered, saying, "With one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches lost, the legendary 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' cannot be set up. Let's see how arrogant your Witch Clan is after one Yuanhui!"

"Hahaha! Elder brother is absolutely right! With one less ancestral witch, the destruction of the witch clan is not far off." Taiyi laughed. "Everyone! Let us drink a cup together to celebrate the decline of the witch clan!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Throughout the entire hall, the five Quasi-Saints, the ten Marshals, and the three hundred and sixty-five Demon Gods all laughed heartily, raising their glasses to celebrate. This was truly wonderful news, a blessing from heaven for the demon race!

However, after the eleven Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan returned to their tribe, they immediately sent some of the Witch Clan members who were willing to guard the Underworld to the Nine Nether Blood Sea. The next step was to select suitable Witch Clan experts from the twelve major tribes and train them to become Ancestral Witches.

Naturally, the eleven ancestral witches dared not neglect this important matter. They personally took charge, traveled to all twelve major tribes, and after careful selection, finally found a great witch named Zhou Ji from Gonggong's tribe. Among the many great witches, this person's cultivation was not among the most outstanding.

However, this person actually possessed a primordial spirit, just like Houtu, which greatly pleased the eleven ancestral witches. This person was simply the perfect successor to Houtu.

Soon, after a brief discussion, the eleven Ancestral Witches each forced out some of their Ancestral Witch essence blood and integrated it into Zhou Ji's body, thus creating an Ancestral Witch body for him.

With the body of the Ancestral Witch, cultivation became much easier. The Witch Clan ruled the primordial land, possessing countless rare and precious materials. Breaking through to Quasi-Saint was no challenge for Zhou Ji.

(End of this chapter)