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

"What brings you here?" Haotian chuckled. "You'll know in a few years, fellow Daoist."

Styx's face darkened, and he looked at the four people but dared not make any move. However, the karmic fire burning on the red lotus became even more intense.

Haotian snorted lightly, "Are you trying to give me attitude?"

A lotus platform appeared beneath his feet, and the twelve-petaled Pure White Lotus emitted beams of purifying divine light, completely purifying the baleful aura at the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

A flash of anger crossed Styx's face, but he held back and didn't dare to speak.

The Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in Yuanshi's hand shone with divine light, which attracted the Panlong Flat Cudgel and Qingping Sword in Laozi and Tongtian's hands, and a huge illusory image of the Twenty-Fourth Grade Creation Green Lotus appeared.

In an instant, the supreme treasure's aura emanated, causing Haotian, the white lotus beneath the Styx River, and the primordial chaos to restrain their power.

Haotian looked over in frustration, only to find that Tongtian's expression was somewhat unnatural. Yuanshi said coldly, "The Three Pure Ones as one, fused into a supreme treasure, is ultimately superior."

Laozi remained expressionless, looking up at the heavens and down at the earth, without uttering a single word. Yuanshi could only let out a cold snort.

Styx forced a smile, looking at the illusory image of the Azure Lotus with lingering fear: "Yes, the treasures of the Three Pure Ones are still stronger."

Haotian's expression was somewhat solemn, and Yuanshi Shi was being rather sarcastic!

The atmosphere among these three is off; could they be arguing about splitting up the family business?

He remained silent, as did the Three Pure Ones. Styx, having made a fool of himself, left the five of them standing quietly in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Styx coughed lightly, waved for the Asuras to leave, and tentatively asked, "Fellow Daoists, why don't you come to my Blood Sea Palace for a chat?"

"No need," Yuanshi said coldly.

"Oh." Styx responded with a wronged tone. Haotian turned his head with his eyes downcast, only to find Tongtian winking at him.

Haotian was speechless. Seeing that his senior brother Yuanshi's face had darkened, the two of them quickly composed themselves.

Several years later, a massive pillar of qi and blood rose in the distance, with Houtu holding a purple lotus flower in her hands, and the other ancestral witches standing quietly behind her.

The group was taken aback. Their own lotus-shaped spiritual treasures shone brightly in response, but Styx had a bad feeling.

"How should it be done?" Lao Tzu asked softly. The Three Pure Ones only knew what Haotian had said: Houtu was to sacrifice herself to establish the cycle of reincarnation and perfect the world, but they knew nothing about the specific procedures.

Houtu nodded slightly to Haotian, indicating that the preparations were complete.

Haotian spread his palm, and a jade talisman surrounded by the energy of the earth shattered instantly. The Three Pure Ones looked over—it was the aura of Zhen Yuanzi!

"Fellow Daoist Styx, I'll borrow your Blood Sea for today. Do not resist." Haotian's expression was solemn. He pointed with the Heavenly Heart Finger (Youth Edition), and nearly a thousand laws swirled around his fingertip. Styx was not harmed in the slightest, nor did he have a chance to speak. He was directly blasted back to the Blood Sea Palace.

"I ask that Senior Brother Sanqing be ready to provide assistance at any time to prevent the power of the Heavenly Dao from entering the Netherworld." Haotian looked at Sanqing solemnly, paused, and continued, "If anything happens, protect the true spirits of the other Ancestral Witches."

The Three Pure Ones were taken aback and looked over. Apart from Houtu, who was somewhat worried, the other Ancestral Witches did not change their expressions. When they saw the three of them looking over, they even smiled.

"Don't worry!" the three Pure Ones replied in unison.

Haotian nodded and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "Let's go!"

The thirteen people took a step forward, passing through the sea of ​​blood and entering a dark place. This place was only tens of millions of miles in size, and some remnant souls could be seen wandering around.

High in the sky, there were specks of "starlight." Haotian and Houtu exchanged a glance and both understood that these were the souls of the primordial world, which only needed to be nurtured to enter the primordial world and become living beings.

Houtu took a deep breath. She felt this place constantly calling to her, wanting her to merge with it and become a part of heaven and earth.

She understood that this was her responsibility: to transform the world, to open the cycle of reincarnation, and to make the world whole!

Houtu's expression was solemn. A beam of earthy yellow divine light surged from her body, transforming into the true form of the Ancestral Witch. She had a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind her back and two hands in front of her chest. Her hands held a Teng Snake, and in front of her, a twelve-petaled purple lotus of reincarnation emitted a dark divine light.

She looked at Haotian and nodded solemnly, her voice high-pitched and dignified, echoing from the Netherworld and resounding throughout the entire primordial world:

"By the Great Dao, I am Houtu, the descendant of Pangu. Feeling that the primordial world is incomplete, I offer the Twelve-Petaled Reincarnation Purple Lotus as a conduit, sacrificing my own Pangu bloodline to transform into Reincarnation. I beseech the Great Dao's assistance!"

Houtu's voice was gentle yet firm, as if it could encompass everything. On the primordial land, everyone, whether immortals, demons, gods, or monsters, stared blankly at the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Haotian said in a deep voice, "Fuse with Pangu's true form!"

The other Ancestral Witches began to take action, and Haotian, sensing the solemn expressions of the Three Pure Ones outside the Netherworld, immediately felt relieved.

"We, the ancestral witches, inherited the essence and blood of our father god Pangu, and shall continue the unfinished work of creating the world!"

Led by Dijiang, the eleven Ancestral Witches revealed their true forms, activating their own origins and merging with Houtu's decomposed body.

A myriad of laws roared, boundless malevolent energy intertwined with the divine might of Pangu, the void shattered, and earth, water, fire, and wind reversed—a true form of Pangu emerged from the malevolent energy.

Its body stood tall and imposing, and the overwhelming pressure was almost unbearable for Haotian. Looking at the phantom of the Pangu Axe that had condensed within Pangu's body, a wisp of chaotic energy emerged from between Haotian's brows.

"clang--"

The bells tolled continuously, and the Chaos Bell transformed into a stream of light that rushed into it. Haotian roared, "The Three Treasures of Creation!"

Laozi and Yuanshi, who were outside the Netherworld, dared not be negligent. Divine light descended from the auspicious clouds, and the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner directly entered it. Feeling the vast power of the Heavenly Dao descending, the three of them exchanged a glance and together activated the power of the Heavenly Dao to block it outside.

As the Pangu Axe materialized and the Pangu body exuded a majestic aura, Haotian's fingertip revealed a drop of essence blood imbued with the laws of earth. He pressed it directly onto the forehead of the Pangu body, but was himself sent flying backward by the force of the eruption.

"Hurry up and do it!"

Looking at Pangu's physical body, a divine light appeared in her eyes. It was a gaze that encompassed everything and showed love for all living beings. It was Houtu who ruled over the entire physical body of Pangu.

"open!"

Houtu, wielding an axe, displayed the grandeur of a descendant of Pangu. With a single stroke, she cleaved open the deep abyss, dispersing the turbid air, separating the yin and yang, and creating the boundless and limitless land of the underworld.

As Pangu's axe continued to cleave, bubbles continuously emerged from the Netherworld Blood Sea, which was connected to the Netherworld Land. The blood sea water surged forth like a floodgate being opened, rushing madly into the Netherworld Land.

Within the Blood Sea Palace, Styx's unwilling screams echoed as he felt his very essence being constantly drained away.

"boom--"

When the final axe blow struck, Pangu's physical body froze, instantly disintegrating. The eleven Ancestral Witches collapsed to the ground, their faces deathly pale. All their malevolent energy and magical power were completely depleted, and even a few drops of their essence blood were lost.

Houtu's body continued to disintegrate, leaving only her heart beating. The Ancestral Witches were on the verge of death, but their eyes revealed a plea for help.

At this time, the underworld was already incredibly vast, no longer below the primordial earth.

Haotian gazed at Houtu's heart, enveloped by the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation, and with a flick of his sleeve, a hazy yellow spiritual treasure merged into the earth.

Eleven more crimson gems flew out, imbued with different laws, and landed on it, while Houtu's final voice echoed from within her heart: "Please, Great Dao, have mercy and reshape the Earthly Dao!"