Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

Above the East Sea, Houtu, dressed in yellow, stood on the water, her feet bathed in a hazy yellow light, yet her brows held a look of sorrow.

Upon closer inspection, her eyes were filled with sorrow, yet her aura possessed a profound depth, an endless cycle of life, a cycle that pervades all things.

Haotian stepped out of the void, his gaze fixed directly on Houtu. After a while, the Three Immortal Islands Formation opened, and the two entered one after the other.

Under the plum tree, the two men stood silently facing each other.

After a long silence, Houtu sighed softly, "Fellow Daoist, Heaven and Earth are incomplete."

Haotian watched as a dark divine light emerged from her body, seemingly capable of absorbing everything, and when she reappeared, she would be reborn.

"Reincarnation." Houtu's voice was calm, but a black hole-like vortex appeared in her palm. "I have comprehended reincarnation. This is what I am about to do: to mend this world for Father God."

Haotian remained silent, then nodded emphatically: "Indeed, Fellow Daoist will complete the Underworld in the future. The current cycle of reincarnation is all spontaneously formed by Heaven and Earth, but the human race has already appeared in the world, and more and more beings will fall in the future. Therefore, someone will be needed to assist Heaven and Earth in completing the cycle of reincarnation."

"At that time, the souls of all fallen beings will rush to the underworld, and from then on, beings can reincarnate one after another, and the world will not need to lose so much of its essence."

After all, some souls will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth, and the loss of true spirits is a great loss to both heaven and earth.

Alternatively, if taken in by evil people to practice their magic, their souls, being of the yin nature, will remain in the primordial land for a long time, potentially harming other living beings.

"For the sake of heaven and earth, I am willing to sacrifice myself." Houtu said calmly, not thinking that her own demise would be a big deal.

The Ancestral Witches were born to protect the world created by the Father God. To perfect the world was equivalent to returning to the Father God's embrace, which was a great honor for the Ancestral Witches.

Haotian shook his head: "There's no need to rush."

"Fellow Daoist, are you worried about the Witch and Demon races?" Houtu raised her head, her previous composure gone, her tone tinged with sorrow. "Yes, if I perish, the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation will be incomplete."

"Fellow Daoist, please remember the oath I made with my elder brother and protect my brothers."

After all, the underworld is only tens of millions of miles in size now. If she were to reincarnate the souls of the entire primordial world, she would have no other way but to sacrifice herself.

Haotian chuckled: "Fellow Daoist, what are you thinking? Since I have allowed you to comprehend reincarnation, I naturally have a way to protect you."

"As long as the Heavenly Divine Array is intact, the Twelve Ancestral Witches will be fine."

"However, fellow Daoist, there is no need to rush. We will discuss the matter of reincarnation after we have dealt with the demon race."

Houtu frowned: "So, fellow Daoist, you want us to accompany you once again onto the Lich battlefield?"

"Now my witch clan will no longer provoke war, and the demon clan has been accumulating strength. Even if you have the Star God in your hands, tens of thousands of years have passed, and your cultivation has not broken through."

Haotian ignored Houtu's worries and said softly, "I am confident. Since I intend to get involved in this matter, I will not joke with my life and path."

"However, what you say makes sense, fellow Daoist. The matter of the demon race must be resolved as soon as possible." Haotian's expression turned serious. "I will find a way to force them to make the first move."

"But when the time comes, fellow Daoist, you must lead the Wu Clan to help me, so that they can stand behind me. After all, Senior Sister Nuwa has already attained enlightenment."

Houtu nodded, but then her expression suddenly froze, and she widened her eyes in disbelief: "You can't even..."

"Shh!" Haotian raised a finger, smiled mysteriously, "It cannot be said."

Houtu shivered uncontrollably and looked at Haotian with the eyes of someone looking at a madman.

You dare to touch that person?

You are merely a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers!

Haotian looked at the Three Lives Stone that Houtu had taken out, which contained many human souls, and could only sigh, "I'll have to trouble you with these, fellow Daoist."

Houtu, still lost in her speculation, raised her head blankly and said, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured."

No, when we get back we must give our fourth and fifth brothers a proper warning: we must not make enemies of the person in front of us!

"Fellow Daoist, please return. If things go wrong, I will crush the token." Haotian said with a smile, but his eyes were cold. "However, don't think you can leave me to face the demon race alone. If your Witch Clan breaks your promise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Houtu trembled, and cold sweat instantly seeped from her forehead. The spiritual energy of the entire Three Immortal Islands surged into a storm, pouring down from Haotian's head. This pressure, even if it was not as great as that of a saint, still touched the edge.

Why does someone at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint have such a powerful aura?

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, my clan will certainly keep its promise." Even though she had already broken through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, Houtu's voice was still hoarse, and she dared not resist.

"Alright." Haotian withdrew his imposing aura and returned to his smiling demeanor.

The gathering of laws within the body can indeed cause a qualitative change, but it is still not as good as the master's comprehension of the three thousand laws.

"I'll be leaving now." Houtu nodded to Haotian with a complicated expression and left the Three Immortal Islands.

Haotian slowly closed his eyes, his body constantly radiating divine light, and strands of laws intertwined, making his aura increasingly subdued, like a volcano about to erupt.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, and the primordial world seemed to have broken free of a shackle, with endless calamity energy spreading once again.

The heavens and earth, which had been cleansed by the enlightenment of six sages, darkened again. The gods felt that the secrets of heaven were unclear, and then they realized that the Dao Ancestor's 100,000-year ban had been lifted.

Haotian opened his eyes and saw that the Huangzhong plums were all ripe. With a flick of his sleeve, nine wooden boxes flew out and collected them.

Meanwhile, other ripe spiritual fruits from the Three Immortal Islands flew in one by one, filling the hundreds of fruit baskets in the void.

Haotian moved his lips slightly towards Fangzhang Immortal Island, while Taibai Jinxing looked at the jade talisman in his hand and nodded solemnly.

The great formation was activated, and Haotian took a step out. Now, the number of people in the ancestral land of the human race is only about ten million, and the rest have all gone to the prehistoric land.

"Fellow Daoist, after I crush the jade talisman, go to the vicinity of the Three Immortal Islands and bring some people here." Haotian pointed at Zhulong's brow, and golden light enveloped him.

Zhulong was puzzled, only feeling that something had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and could only nod.

Haotian smiled slightly, summoned back the arrogant Golden Roc, and instructed Kong Xuan to continue looking after the human race. The two then merged into the space and disappeared.

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Yujing Mountain.

The ancient pine and cypress trees are evergreen, the cranes and mythical beasts sing clearly, and innate spiritual energy falls like rain. A golden light lands on the ground, revealing the figures of the two.

"Let's go." Haotian led the dumbfounded Jinpeng inside, while Yaochi stood under the peach tree, carefully sensing the information that overflowed from the broken seal in her sea of ​​consciousness.

She looked surprised for a moment, then regained her composure. Seeing Haotian return, she said with a smile, "Senior brother, your timing is perfect. I was just about to go to Taiyin Star."

"Be careful," Haotian instructed.

"With the Heavenly Auspicious Cloud in hand, they won't find out," Yaochi smiled lightly. "Besides, the bargaining chips now are not what Senior Brother left behind before."

"I have to thank Dijun for this," Haotian said with a smile.

"I'll be going now."

Haotian nodded, summoned Lu Er, and took away the remaining spiritual fruits from Yujing Mountain over the years. He then looked at Jinpeng beside him and said, "Let's go. Your master has found a cultivator who is skilled in the Yin-Yang Dao for you. You can go and cultivate with him for a thousand years."