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On the way to the Blood Sea, Lin Xuan kept thinking about this mission.

"To preserve the physical body from destruction and prevent it from being assimilated by the Heavenly Dao."

That's the hardest part.

Establishing the cycle of reincarnation is not difficult in itself. Once Houtu reaches the Sea of ​​Blood and comprehends those rules, transforming herself into the Dao is a natural outcome. But the problem lies in "transforming oneself into the Dao".

The Heavenly Dao is like a precise program; it doesn't allow any uncontrollable factors to exist. Given how crucial the cycle of reincarnation is, the Heavenly Dao certainly wants to control it. If Houtu were to become part of the cycle of reincarnation, the Heavenly Dao would seize the opportunity to erase her consciousness, leaving only the rules, or turn her into a puppet.

Therefore, we need to find a substitute.

Or rather, we need to find something that can carry the rules of reincarnation, but is not Houtu's true form.

Lin Xuan browsed through the system's shop.

"Pangu's essence blood? Too expensive, I can't afford it."

"Chaotic Green Lotus Leaves? Out of stock."

"A supreme innate treasure? This isn't something you can just buy casually."

Lin Xuan had a bit of a headache. Although the rewards for this mission were generous, the difficulty was hellish.

"Thirteenth Brother, what are you thinking about?" Di Jiangfei stood beside Lin Xuan, still holding the bone staff that had smashed countless demon heads.

"Big brother, I'm thinking, what should we do if they take Seventh Sister away one day?" Lin Xuan suddenly asked.

Di Jiang was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, and the spatial laws on his body instantly erupted, tearing the surrounding space open with black cracks.

"Who dares to take my little sister away? Not even the heavens!" Di Jiang's voice boomed like thunder. "If the heavens dare to touch my little sister, I'll lead my brothers and tear a hole in the sky! Even if it means crashing into Mount Buzhou again, I'll smash the sky down!"

Lin Xuan smiled.

This answer is very witch-like.

"It's not that serious." Lin Xuan patted Di Jiang on the shoulder. "However, we need to be prepared for both possibilities."

He suddenly thought of something.

"System, I remember last time we had a lottery, didn't we get a 'Pangu True Form Experience Card' that we didn't use?"

"Host has a good memory. There is indeed one. However, it's a one-time consumable, and its effect lasts only half an hour."

"I'm not going to experience it." A bold idea came to Lin Xuan's mind: "Can this experience card be materialized? Like creating a shell of Pangu's true form?"

The system remained silent for a while, seemingly calculating feasibility.

"Theoretically, yes. The host can spend 10000 points to transform the experience card into a 'Pangu True Body Substitute Puppet.' This puppet possesses the aura and strength of Pangu's physical body, but lacks intelligence. It can be used to withstand massive energy shocks or rule assimilation."

"Ten thousand points?" Lin Xuan clicked his tongue in pain.

The points he earned in that last battle, plus what he had saved up before, were just enough for 12,000. If he spent them all in this round, he would be back to square one.

But when Lin Xuan looked at Hou Tu, who was standing next to him with a worried expression, he gritted his teeth.

"It's changed!"

Money can be earned back, but once I'm gone, it's gone forever.

"Ding! 10000 points deducted. 'Pangu True Body Substitute Puppet' has been issued to the system space."

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief; having this trump card in his hand made him feel much more at ease.

By this time, the group had already flown to the far west of the primordial wilderness.

The smell in the air has changed.

The fresh, ethereal air was gone, replaced by a pungent, stench of blood, mingled with the scent of decay and resentment. The sky had turned a dark red, the oppressive atmosphere suffocating.

Beneath my feet stretched an endless red ocean.

The waves churned, and within each spray, a distorted human face screamed. Countless remnants of souls struggled on the surface, trying to climb out, only to be dragged back by the blood flowing below.

The Netherworld Blood Sea.

"This place is fucking disgusting," Zhu Rong said, covering his nose. "It stinks even more than Gonggong's feet."

"You're talking nonsense!" Gonggong roared. "My feet smell like seawater, this smells like corpses! How can they be the same?"

"Alright, stop arguing." Houtu looked at the sea of ​​blood below, her body trembling slightly.

The sense of calling was even stronger.

She felt that this sea of ​​blood was like a part of her body, or rather, the destination of her mission.

"Fellow Daoist Styx!" Lin Xuan stepped forward, channeling his full magical power, his voice resounding throughout the entire sea of ​​blood, "Lin Xuan of the Witch Clan, accompanied by my elder brothers and sisters, has come to pay a visit! Please come out and greet me!"

With that shout, the sea of ​​blood churned even more violently.

"Splash—!"

The sea parted, and a massive crimson lotus platform slowly rose. It was the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Sitting on the lotus platform was an old Taoist priest dressed in a blood-red robe, holding two menacing swords in his arms—Yuan Tu and A Bi.

Ancestor of the Styx River.

The old man had a sinister look, and his eyes were like those of a venomous snake as he stared at Lin Xuan and his group.

He's in a complete panic right now.

The Witch Clan?

What are these scoundrels doing here?

He watched the entire Lich War a few days ago live. The scene was incredibly brutal. Even Di Jun was being beaten mercilessly, and it even alarmed the Dao Ancestor. Now these people are showing up at his doorstep, all murderous intent. What are they up to?

Could it be that they think the demon race is not easy to bully, and want to bully this lonely old man?

"Hmph!" Although the Styx Ancestor was flustered, he couldn't lose face. "Lin Xuan? Never heard of him. Why aren't you Wu Clan enjoying blessings at Buzhou Mountain? What are you doing in this filthy place of mine? Do you intend to steal my Blood Sea?"

Lin Xuan smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Fellow Daoist Styx, you misunderstand. We're not here to seize territory, but to offer you an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Styx sneered. "What do you witches know about opportunities? I think it's more like a death sentence!"

The Yuan Tu and A Bi swords in his hands hummed, and countless red figures slowly emerged from the sea of ​​blood behind him.

That was his blood god child.

He is said to have "an inexhaustible blood sea and an immortal Styx River," and he has 480 million blood god children. This is the source of his confidence to challenge the saints.

"Don't get so angry," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "My sister, Houtu, is moved by the suffering of all living beings and wants to build an office... oh no, I mean a place for reincarnation on this sea of ​​blood. This will also benefit you, won't it? After that, those wronged souls will have a place to go, and your sea of ​​blood will be a little cleaner, won't it?"

"Establish a cycle of reincarnation?" Styx paused for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"Insolence! This sea of ​​blood is my placenta... cough, my Daoist temple! Did you get my permission to build on my territory? And you want to divert my wronged souls? That's my nourishment!"

The more Styx thought about it, the angrier he became.

This is clearly a robbery!

"So there's nothing to talk about then?" Lin Xuan sighed, his smile gradually fading.

He turned to look at Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.

"Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother."

"Here!" The two had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Styx feels we are not sincere enough. You should show him the warmth of our Witch Clan."

Lin Xuan pointed to the sea of ​​blood below.

"I heard there's a lot of water in this Blood Sea, could you... heat it up a bit?"