Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 77 Ancestral Witch Essence Blood, A Backup Plan

"If we don't enter now, when will we?!" Pingxin said with a smile to the eleventh ancestral witch.

Dijiang and the others came to their senses.

"Heaven above, our Wu clan is willing to send a great shaman to reside eternally in the Ten Kings of Hell and the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Underworld. May Heaven bear witness!" Di Jiang swore an oath to Heaven.

The heavens trembled with thunder, acknowledging Dijiang's words.

As the heavenly thunder shook, it acknowledged the oath of the Witch Clan.

Only then did the great sages realize what was happening.

Although the secrets of heaven are in chaos, they are still unable to react, which means there is a real problem.

Of the Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West, only Nuwa did not come. Nuwa knew her own identity, and if she came here, Pingxin would not give her any face, so why bother coming here?

After all, Nuwa was not only a saint of the human race, but also a saint of the demon race; this is an undeniable fact.

Unless one day Nuwa chooses to shed her identity as a demon, but that is clearly impossible.

"Fellow Daoist, what a skillful move." Zhunti looked at Di Fang and couldn't help but speak, looking at the Chaos Treasure, the Chaos Pearl. Clearly, these saints were also aware of it.

If Di Fang hadn't become a saint, they might have bullied him and tried to steal his Chaos Pearl.

But now?

Is impossible.

Although the Chaos Pearl is a supreme treasure of chaos, it is not so precious that they would give up everything to offend an immortal saint.

Moreover, the Chaos Pearl is now the Emperor's most precious treasure for proving his Dao, so there's no point in taking it unless the Emperor dies.

"Some petty tricks, not worth mentioning," Di Fang said slowly, looking at Zhunti, Jieyin, and the Three Pure Ones.

"The Witch Clan has been kind to me. The Ten Kings of Hell and the Six Paths of Reincarnation should be guarded by the Witch Clan," Di Fang said slowly.

This means that the Ten Kings of Hell and the Six Paths of Reincarnation belong to the Witch Clan, and you can choose any other position in the underworld. Of course, it's best not to say it so explicitly.

The two Western Saints and the Three Pure Ones looked toward the Emperor.

"Good!" Lao Tzu was the first to speak, nodding in agreement.

Zhunti and Jieyin were also surprised that Laozi agreed so quickly; they thought that Laozi would be at odds with the Di Fang.

The other sages also nodded in agreement.

The eleven ancestral witches of the witch clan were relieved. They had originally prepared for a battle, but now it seemed unnecessary.

The remaining positions in the underworld were left to other saints to appoint their own people.

For example, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is a disciple of Cundi Bodhisattva and resides in the eighteen levels of hell.

As for why these saints wanted to divide up the underworld, it's simple: because of their merits.

The underworld is a place where one can accumulate merit in the long run. As long as the underworld exists, the officials serving here can continue to accumulate merit.

Although the amount is small, it does accumulate merit, and its advantage lies in its sustainability.

Continuously accumulating merit is something that, apart from the dragon race who can spread clouds and rain everywhere, only the underworld and the heavenly court can do in the prehistoric world.

Such places are rare, which is why these saints come here.

Just at this time.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun appeared above the sea of ​​blood.

Hongjun gave Difang a deep look, but none of that mattered. Hongjun knew that Difang had changed many things, but as the saying goes, the general trend cannot be changed, but the minor trends can.

Therefore, Hongjun, as the representative of the Heavenly Dao, would not say anything, let alone do anything.

"Pingxin should sit in the Netherworld and govern the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and cannot leave this world for countless eons!" Hongjun said slowly.

Pingxin simply nodded slightly.

Her status is that of a true master, on par with Hongjun.

Then Hongjun disappeared from the world.

"Have mercy, Empress Pingxin!!" The voices of all the races of the primordial world resounded throughout the primordial world, and they all bowed to Pingxin from afar.

This bow is a prayer to Pingxin for creating the Six Paths of Reincarnation, giving all living beings in the primordial world the opportunity to be reborn.

This is a great act of kindness that completes the universe.

Then Di Fang and the Wu Clan disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

The other sages also left, having achieved their goal.

Di Fang returned to the Ancestral Witch Tribe with eleven Ancestral Witches.

Di Jiang looked at Di Fang with a strange look in his eyes. The little kid who came to the human race back then has now become a saint that they all need to rely on.

"Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, there's no need for further words. The Witch Clan has shown me great kindness," Di Fang said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing Di Fang's words, Di Jiang and the others did not stand on ceremony.

"If you need anything, come to Chaos Island in the Boundless Sea to find me. My Daoist temple is there," Di Fang said, thinking of the eleven Ancestral Witches.

Then Di Fang left.

Now that Di Fang is a sage, he cannot arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric world, especially the Great Tribulation. If Di Fang were to interfere, other sages would also be subject to the same rule.

In the end, it will be the Wu tribe that suffers. The Difang will at most lose some face, but it won't be that simple for the Wu tribe.

The eleventh Ancestral Witch also knew this, so they did not try to stop Di Fang from leaving.

Di Fang returned to Chaos Island.

A glint of shrewdness shone in his eyes.

"These guys," Di Fang murmured, as twelve drops of essence blood appeared in his hand, radiating twelve different kinds of law fluctuations.

Ancestral witch's essence and blood.

Now that Di Fang has become a saint, he has extracted all the ancestral witch essence blood from his body. For Di Fang, this ancestral witch essence blood is now useless.

Moreover, the Imperial faction now knows exactly what the Ancestral Witch's essence blood is for.

This means the Wu clan has staked everything on their own hands.

"As expected, there's no such thing as a free lunch for idiots." Di Fang couldn't help but smile.

A world radiating the aura of the laws of earth instantly transcended space and appeared in the underworld.

Hell.

The place where Pingxin resides.

A drop of essence blood travels across time and space, radiating brilliant waves.

Pingxin smiled as endless spiritual energy gathered around him. The Underworld, where the Underworld was located, was the most filthy place in the world.

The essence and blood swirl continuously.

Endless laws appeared in Pingxin's eyes, and an avatar appeared before him.

Houtu!

"Houtu greets Pingxin," Houtu said, thinking of Pingxin.

"We are one, there's no need for such formalities," Pingxin said slowly.

"I see." Pingxin looked at the Wu Clan with a strange look in his eyes.

It turns out that the brothers' initial bets were invested here.

The decline of the Witch Clan was inevitable, but now the Ancestral Witches have a way out, and that is the most crucial thing.

Time passed slowly.

Thirty thousand years are about to pass.

On the Sun Star!

Emperor Jun Taiyi looked at the supreme weapon standing in the Sword Pool, which had appeared within the pool.

Countless human souls were forcibly incorporated into it.

Di Jun, looking weak and crazed, stared at the deadly weapon; it was his last hope.

If he cannot eliminate the Wu tribe, his position as the supreme ruler of the primordial world can only exist in his dreams.

Already burdened by karmic debts, he is now on the verge of succumbing to demonic possession. If he cannot defeat the Witch Clan and attain the position of the supreme ruler of the primordial world, then what awaits Di Jun is endless karmic backlash.

The biggest difference between the primordial world and other worlds is that it emphasizes karma and cause and effect.

Once burdened by karma, nothing you do will succeed, and you may even experience a series of misfortunes; forget about enlightenment, you may even go astray in your daily practice.

Those burdened with heavy karma will not only suffer misfortune alone, but their entire clan will also suffer, or even their entire power will suffer.

This is no joke. The same applies to cause and effect. If you don't understand cause and effect, it's extremely difficult to break through.

This can be considered a unique feature of the prehistoric world.

(End of this chapter)