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

"Your subject/Yang Chan knows her crime!" The two kowtowed, and the others remained silent.

To be fair, killing a mortal is not a big deal, nor is destroying a primordial spirit. At most, one will be punished. After all, the Heavenly Laws are meant to protect the weak and serve as a warning to all the immortals.

Gods and mortals cannot be equal; there is no reason to make gods pay with their lives for killing mortals.

But the destruction of a true spirit is far more serious than imagined!

Since this heavenly law was established, even the disciples of the Jie Sect and cultivators who practiced demonic arts in the prehistoric world dared not destroy the true spirit if they wanted to use the essence, blood, and soul of mortals to practice their skills.

But now, it is actually the Crown Prince of Heaven who has broken this taboo first!

Haotian closed his eyes briefly. Yaochi held his hand, her eyes showing the same unwavering determination. The Heavenly Laws were the foundation for maintaining the operation of the Heavenly Court, and this matter could not be taken lightly.

He narrowed his eyes, and the temperature in his gaze plummeted, as if frozen ice that had remained unmelted for millions of years had solidified, causing everyone to hold their breath a little lighter.

"Yunhua Yang Tianyou and Xihe failed to properly educate their sons, so they were punished by having half of their merits deducted and sent to the Chaos to transform into the Primordial Spiritual Energy of the One Yuan Hui."

"Nuwa neglected to discipline her disciples, confining them to the Nuwa Palace for one Yuanhui, and even her incarnations were not allowed to travel outside."

"Houtu has shielded the wicked immortal Bo Huang Yang Chan, which is unfair. She is hereby punished to hand over the underground passage to Zhen Yuanzi to manage for one Yuanhui. She is not allowed to go into seclusion during this period. She is to thoroughly investigate whether there are any other such cases in the Three Realms!"

The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with fear. Houtu's eyes were filled with terror. Her Majesty was even going to strip her of her status as the Lord of the Underworld, but this time it was indeed because she had not treated all living beings equally.

No one expected the Heavenly Emperor to be so furious.

Yang Jian clenched his fist tightly in his sleeve. If the saints had punished him so severely, what about his third sister?

"Bo Huang and Yang Chan, for your own selfish desires, you have annihilated the true spirit of a mortal. I hereby order you two to sacrifice all your merits, and I will use magic to retrieve Liu Yanchang's true spirit."

Yang Chan suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with pain. Haotian sneered, "Don't worry, the tribulation of love has been transferred, so it won't return to him."

Seeing that she was slightly relieved, Haotian chuckled and pressed down with his palm. Bo Huang and Yang Chan were not prepared at all. Nuwa and the other saints also exclaimed in surprise. Even Yaochi was startled, but she was relieved after seeing what had happened.

Bo Huang and Yang Chan's physical bodies lay in the hall, their eyes closed and their expressions still somewhat terrified, while their spirits floated on their bodies, looking completely bewildered.

Haotian reached out and grabbed, gathering wisps of merit energy and taking back all their merits.

"Houtu, take them to the underworld and cast them into the cycle of reincarnation. Aren't they bound by karmic entanglements? Then let them be husband and wife for all eternity."

"Through countless reincarnations, cultivation is impossible here; one can only pass through as a mortal, a commoner." A strange fluctuation swept by, and Bo Huang Yang Chan felt as if a brand had been branded onto her primordial spirit.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. His Majesty had spoken the golden words, thus severing the two's path to reincarnation. However, without merit or karma, they could only be mortals or ordinary beasts.

"I refuse to believe that someone who can't see through a mere tribulation of love after countless lifetimes of reincarnation would have no chance of cultivation!"

Yaochi and Nuwa, who had raised her head, exchanged a glance. If they had known this would happen, why did they have to go through all this trouble?

If we had left it alone back then, Yang Chan's failure to transcend the tribulation would have merely meant the end of her path to enlightenment and her entry into the cycle of reincarnation. Her master and family would have been there to help her through it, and one cycle of reincarnation would have been enough. But now she is to be reincarnated for countless lifetimes.

Why are some immortals and gods punished with reincarnation for making mistakes? Because, for immortals and gods, the human world is a place of suffering.

Yang Chan...

Yaochi gently shook her head. Her senior brother wanted to punish her severely this time, which was also her idea. Otherwise, it would be insufficient to deter the beings of the primordial world.

Haotian watched as Yang Chanbohuang's primordial spirit bid farewell to everyone. Time flowed in his eyes, and his arms continued to extend, quickly probing into the origin of heaven and earth. Streams of light shuttled through here, and points of light flew towards the underworld.

"Return!"

As Haotian uttered his low shout, the world seemed to freeze for a moment, and wisps of flowing light and mist began to gather, the traces that Liu Yanchang had left in this world.

Before everyone's eyes, it seemed as if a long river was flowing, heading straight to the end of the world, but there a small wave was going upstream, carrying a point of light.

Haotian reached out and grabbed, and a point of light flew out from the river of time. The imprints of heaven and earth gathered in it and merged back into a true spirit.

Although Yang Chan was a spirit, she still couldn't help but frown. Bo Huang, on the other hand, remained calm and whispered a few words of comfort to her.

Seeing that the world was silent, Haotian curled his lips. Time had been reversed and the true spirit had been reversed. Logically, there should have been thunderbolts descending from the heavens and earth, but he was too powerful, and he was the hope for the primordial world to ascend to the eternal true realm. The heavens and earth dared not do such a thing.

No wonder Houtu kept this a secret!

However, this was also a dereliction of duty by Houtu.

Haotian sent half of his merit into the world; this was the lesson Bo Huang and Yang Chan deserved.

Looking at the remaining half of the merit, he took out one-tenth of it and integrated it into Liu Yanchang's soul. This was enough for Liu Yanchang to live a smooth and peaceful life in his next life, free from disasters and calamities.

Just as he was about to throw it to Houtu so she could take it back, Haotian narrowed his eyes. This true spirit was actually connected to Bohuang and Yang Chan.

As images flashed before his eyes, Haotian sighed. Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs. Yang Chan and Bo Huang, the two quasi-saints with great supernatural powers, are no different from the mortal Liu Yanchang.

The latter died at their hands, and in their reincarnations, the two would inevitably be oppressed by Liu Yanchang. This is the cause and effect cycle of the universe.

"Enough!" With a flick of his sword, he severed the causal link between the three.

None of the three felt anything, only Yaochi sighed inwardly, her senior brother was still soft-hearted, after all, they had watched Bo Huang and Yang Chan grow up.

"Houtu, take this true spirit back to the Underworld as well." Haotian's eyes were calm, and he added casually, "Don't forget why you were able to transform into the cycle of reincarnation and become the Lord of the Underworld."

Houtu trembled, a hint of shame flashing in her eyes. She was a descendant of the Father God, and she had willingly sacrificed herself for the sake of the integrity of heaven and earth. The underworld was the final resting place for all spirits, and she, Pingxin, should treat all living beings fairly.

Haotian glanced at the changes in everyone's expressions and said softly, "Taibai, Lucifer."

"Your Majesty, I am here to receive Your Majesty's decree."

"Taibai, go and proclaim this to all living beings in the primordial world. Lucifer, enter the three thousand worlds and convey this matter to me without missing a single word." Haotian's brows were cold and stern. "I will use this as an example to see who will dare to wantonly kill true spirits in the future."

"If this happens again, may I be cast into the eighteenth level of hell for ten thousand years before being reincarnated!"

"Yes, Your Majesty's decree." The two bowed and then left the Jade Pool Wonderland, heading to the Primordial World and the Three Thousand Worlds to convey the Emperor's orders.

Nuwa and Houtu looked embarrassed. This matter was indeed damaging to the dignity of the sage, but His Majesty had no regard for it. He wanted to use this to establish the fairness of the Heavenly Laws and the majesty of the Heavenly Court.

"Your Majesty is virtuous and wise; we will obey Your Majesty's decree." The crowd bowed respectfully, "We humbly request Your Majesty to be able to wield power and bestow blessings."

Haotian chuckled, "Yunhua, you and Xihe discuss where to place their divine bodies. The rest of you, go about your business."

Houtu bowed again, and Yang Chan and Bo Huang looked at the children with reluctance for a few moments. Houtu then led them and the True Spirit away, and Nuwa quickly followed, with Yang Jian and the nine golden crows close behind.

Yaochi watched Haotian drink tea and couldn't help but remind him, "Senior Brother."

She gestured with her eyes to the swaddled baby in Yunhua's arms. Haotian frowned; he had really forgotten about this grandson.