I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 188 In this life, I will not let Heaven's will prevail.

Houtu nodded, then suddenly remembered something and said:

"By the way, Ancestor, I've noticed that after Hongyun became a saint, the power of the earth seemed to have increased considerably, and my magic power has also improved a lot."

Ye Yang nodded and said:

"That's for sure. The three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man each correspond to nine sages. Every time a sage attains enlightenment, the power of the Dao increases by 10%, and the Dao Ancestor's cultivation also increases by 10%. That's why Hongjun is so powerful."

"Really? This..."

Houtu suddenly realized that she really thought her talent was invincible, but it turned out that the reason was this, and a sense of loss arose.

"Does that mean I'll never be as good as Hongjun?"

Ye Yang chuckled and shook his head:

"No, quite the opposite, you are comparable to Hongjun."

"Huh? Why?"

Ye Yang said:

"Don't forget that the blood of the great god Pangu flows in your veins. You are a descendant of Pangu, and your natural talent is extraordinary. Furthermore, don't forget that you are a complete Ancestral Witch who achieved the Dao Ancestor level. You have no ties or constraints. Given enough time, you have the opportunity to transcend."

However, Ye Yang was also envious and jealous at this point. Hou Tu had such talent, inherited the bloodline of Pangu, carried the primordial spirit of Pangu, and was a true Dao Ancestor.

Having broken the shackles of the Wu tribe and unlocked her hidden talents, transcendence is inevitable as long as Houtu lives.

However, there is a prerequisite: that is, not being schemed against, otherwise everything will come to nothing, or one's strength will be so great that one will not fear any conspiracy or trickery.

Suddenly, Ye Yang said with a hint of schadenfreude:

"However, Hongjun is different. Hongjun merged with the Dao and became a puppet of the Heavenly Dao. He has been controlled by the Heavenly Dao for his entire life. It is hopeless for him to break free from the Heavenly Dao and transcend himself in this lifetime."

In other words, Hongjun was incredibly strong, ridiculously strong, with cultivation approaching the Heavenly Dao. He could be considered the number one person in the prehistoric world, but this was also his limit.

Houtu and Yeyang are completely different. They have no other entanglements and are both complete beings. Given enough time, they can both transcend.

At this point, Ye Yang suddenly realized why Hongjun was so eager to control the Earthly Dao and the Human Dao in his past life memories. It turned out that he wanted to improve his strength and break free from the Heavenly Dao.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang smiled slightly. In this life, he absolutely could not let Hongjun succeed.

"By the way, what about Fuxi's primordial spirit?"

Thinking of something, Ye Yang immediately started to make a plan, and Hou Tu also came to her senses and said:

"They are reincarnated in the eighteen levels of hell."

Clang—

Ye Yang staggered on the spot.

"What the hell? The eighteen levels of hell?"

Ye Yang wiped away his sweat; this woman didn't seem like a good person.

"That's right, a mere demon dared to dream of becoming the human emperor. Now that he's in my hands, how can he possibly have a good time?"

It was clear that Houtu's tone was filled with endless murderous intent, anger, and resentment. This was understandable, as her older brother and sister had died at the hands of the demon race. How could she let Fuxi off so easily?

All that could be seen was Houtu waving her hand, and a screen of light appeared before them, showing the scene of Fuxi being whipped.

The screams continued incessantly, with tortures including tongue-pulling, boiling oil, being burned alive, and slow slicing. Although it was said to be the eighteen levels of hell, the actual punishments were countless.

Ye Yang broke out in a cold sweat as he watched, and a warning bell rang in his heart: never offend a woman again, especially a woman at the Dao Ancestor realm.

"How is it, Ancestor of Humanity? Are you satisfied?"

"Ah? I'm satisfied, very satisfied. Oh, right, get him out here, I want to see him."

"OK."

The next moment, Pingxin appeared.

"The soul of Fuxi, the ancestor of mankind, has been delivered."

Before him, Fuxi lay on the ground like a dog, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with endless fear.

"Is this Fuxi?"

"Yes, the ancestor of mankind."

Pingxin kicked him directly.

"Ah—, no, no, no!"

Fuxi was so frightened that he almost went mad. Houtu, who was hiding deep inside, chuckled when she saw this. This was how you should deal with the demon race.

"Ancestor of Humanity, what are your plans?"

Ye Yang looked up at a certain spot and muttered to himself:

"Nuwa, our business isn't over yet."

Then he looked at Pingxin and said:

"Release him, return everything to him intact, and let him go back to Nuwa's side."

"Huh? Let him go?"

Pingxin was somewhat confused, and Houtu was also puzzled:

"Ancestor of Humanity, do you perhaps possess some other powerful abilities?"

Ye Yang chuckled and said:

"Of course, Fuxi is not worth my effort to kill. Let him go; I have a great use for him."

"it is good."

Since Ye Yang has already said so, let's just do as he says.

A streak of light shot out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and at the same time, Pingxin's voice resounded throughout the primordial land:

"Nuwa, this is your brother's soul. Take it back, hahaha."

With a wave of his hand, Fuxi's divine soul rushed straight into the depths of chaos.

"Damn it, you deserve to die."

Nuwa was so frightened that she quickly took out the Map of Mountains and Rivers to cover Fuxi's soul, otherwise, once it came into contact with the chaotic energy, it would be all over.

However, when Nuwa saw Fuxi's appearance at that moment, she understood everything in an instant.

"Pingxin, you have gone too far in bullying the Holy One. This Holy One is irreconcilably opposed to you—".

A roar pierced through the chaos and reached the primordial world. Countless creatures chuckled upon hearing it, wondering if there was some juicy gossip to be had.

A voice could be heard coming from the direction of the sea of ​​blood, heading straight into the depths of chaos:

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

In the underworld, the ancestral witch Houtu reappears.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you released so much human destiny too?"

Fuxi possesses the fortune of two-thirds of the human race; it would be a real pity to let him go. However, Ye Yang chuckled and said:

"Let them keep it. The disaster inside hasn't passed yet, and it wouldn't be good to take it back now. Besides, I have a backup plan."

After speaking, Ye Yang looked at Chaos, a slight smile playing on his lips. A backup plan? Of course he had one. Did he really think he could just let Fuxi go like that?

"Nuwa, I'm going to take your demon race."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the chaos, resounding in the ears of all the saints in the heavens, but only the Tongtian Sect Master could not hear it.

"You have come to Zixiao Palace."

Nuwa, Taiqing, and Yuanshi Tianzun, the two Western Saints, were taken aback for a moment, then quickly transformed into a stream of light.

At the entrance of Zixiao Palace, the Supreme Saint and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable arrived the fastest.

"Elder brother, what is the purpose of our master's summons this time?"

"Sigh, this probably isn't a good thing. Don't overthink it, just follow your own ideas."

After saying this, the Sage Taiqing flashed and headed straight for Zixiao Palace. He had become somewhat detached from worldly affairs, and he didn't care about the primordial world. He was a sage, and as long as the Heavenly Dao existed, he would never die.

What the Sage Taiqing wants to do most right now is to become stronger. The moment the Heavenly Dao broke away from the Primordial World, the Sage Taiqing saw a problem, but it was only for a fleeting moment, which made the Sage Taiqing very uneasy.

Then, Nuwa and the two Western Saints arrived. Led by the doorman, they came to the prayer mat in the hall and sat down. Hongjun then appeared.

"Greetings, teacher."

"Um."

Nuwa gave a soft "hmm," but before Hongjun could speak, she began to complain.

"Teacher, I beg you to make a decision. My younger brother was about to enter the cycle of reincarnation but was stopped by Pingxin and sent to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer endless torment. Now my younger brother is mentally unstable and full of fear. I beg you to make a decision."

Upon hearing this, the saints were greatly shocked. So that's how it is! So that's why Nuwa roared so loudly earlier.

This matter has become somewhat difficult to handle.

"Nuwa".

Hongjun spoke.

(End of this chapter)