The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

Deep within the ancestral veins of Buzhou Mountain, in the Ancestral Witch Hall, eleven Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, and Xuanming, gathered here because of a message from Houtu, all with sorrowful expressions on their faces.

"Big brother, why would I have such a thought?"

"Is there a villain interfering?"

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, and also filled with doubt, Zhu Rong was the first to stand up and speak.

Dijiang didn't speak, but only sighed softly.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong, who was straightforward and naive to intrigue, thought he had discovered the truth and immediately shouted:

"It must be those damned humans who bewitched my little sister."

"I even considered Qin Tian as my own brother."

"Brother, you wait here. I'm going to the Netherworld Blood Sea right now to beat Qin Tian up and bring my little sister back."

After saying this, Zhu Rong turned around and walked out, cursing.

"Stop right there." Dijiang rolled his eyes and shouted helplessly, "Zhurong, what are you doing here making a fool of yourself?"

"Let me tell you, if it weren't for Qin Tian, ​​given my little sister's personality, we probably wouldn't have found out until she had already merged with the Dao."

"This time, it was Qin Tian who persuaded us, saying that the land cannot be left without people, and that we should send a group of younger generations over."

"Helping my little sister also means leaving a way out for our clan."

After listening to his elder brother, Zhu Rong finally understood the whole story.

After letting out a silent sigh, Zhu Rong sat down again. Looking at his brothers and sisters who remained silent, a surge of anger welled up inside him, and he suddenly shouted:

"My little sister is about to sacrifice herself to uphold the Dao, why are you all still sitting there like dead people, not saying a word?"

"Can't we work together to think of a way to stop my little sister?!"

"You who play with fire, do you think you're the only one who cares about the little sister?"

"We all know our little sister's personality."

"If there were really no other way, would we be willing to sit like this?" Gonggong retorted, angered by Zhurong's harsh words.

"Gonggong is right, Zhurong, if you have any good ideas, just tell me."

"No, then you'd better stay put."

Upon hearing Zhu Jiuyin speak, Zhu Rong, though unwilling to be rebuked by Gonggong, had no choice but to suppress his emotions and obediently sit down.

After Zhu Rong behaved himself, the Ancestral Witch Temple fell silent once again.

As the eldest brother, Dijiang knew that even if he sat there in silence for hundreds or thousands of years, he might not be able to come up with a solution.

Then he looked at the other female Ancestral Witch among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, besides Houtu, the Ice Ancestral Witch Xuanming.

"Xuanming, you and Xiaomei are the closest. In your opinion, is Xiaomei's idea of ​​using her body to repair the earth her own idea, or did someone else tell her that?"

Xuanming pondered for a moment: "Big brother, based on my understanding of my little sister, this should be her own idea."

"Over the past thousand years, my younger sister has often stared blankly at the wandering souls in the world. I think she must have had an idea in her heart for a long time, but she just didn't know how to realize it."

Upon hearing this, Dijiang knew that Houtu's sacrifice to uphold the Dao was essentially a done deal.

Although he was extremely reluctant, as the eldest brother, Dijiang could only suppress his sadness and make the decision:

"In that case, let's not discuss my younger sister's matter any further."

"We did as she said, and each of us selected a group of people from our tribe to help her complete the tunnel."

"Xuanming, I'm leaving this matter to you."

After saying this, Dijiang groaned, took out a drop of his heart's essence blood, handed it to Xuanming from a distance, and then left the Ancestral Witch Palace directly.

"Don't blame your eldest brother for being heartless; this is my own choice."

"As descendants of God the Father, this is our mission."

"You should all be happy that our little sister has found her own path."

After saying this, Zhu Jiuyin forced out a drop of his heart's essence blood and handed it to Xuanming before following Dijiang's figure and leaving the Ancestral Witch Palace.

Although Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and the other ancestral witches wanted to say something more, they could only follow in their footsteps after hearing what their elder brothers had said, and each forced out a drop of their heart's essence blood to give to Xuan Ming.

One day later, beyond the Netherworld Blood Sea.

"Here you go, little sister, this is what you wanted."

After speaking, Xuanming waved his hand, and eleven drops of blood, each a different color and radiating powerful law fluctuations, floated in front of Houtu.

Houtu reached out and took it, putting it into her bosom, her face showing sadness:

"Sister Xuanming, are you the only one who came?"

"Yes." Xuanming nodded. "My elder brother and the others are all busy."

"Sister Xuanming, I'm sorry."

"Little sister, there's no need for that. You have your own choices, and we're not blaming you."

On the contrary, we are all happy for you.

"Go! Do what you want to do, don't hesitate."

"Mmm." Houtu nodded heavily and hugged Xuanming. "Sister Xuanming, thank you."

After speaking, Houtu released Xuanming, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and shouted to the sky:

"The Great Dao is above. Now, Pangu and Houtu, feeling that the Dao of Earth is incomplete, wish to use themselves to complete it."

"Establish the tunnel of reincarnation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavens and earth trembled, and the great Dao in the darkness was awakened.

An invisible thought swept across the primordial world, startling everyone.

With this thought in mind, they felt that everything about them had been seen through, and that they had no secrets left.

"allow!"

An invisible Daoist voice resounded in Houtu's heart. Immediately afterwards, a huge stream of profound yellow merit shot from the depths of chaos into the primordial world, splitting into three that landed on Houtu, Qin Tian, ​​and the Lord of the Styx River respectively.

Among them, the Lord of the Styx accounted for half, Qin Tian accounted for half, and Houtu alone accounted for ninety percent.

Within the pillar of merit light, Houtu's body transformed into a giant circular disc, upon which were inscribed six ancient and profound divine characters.

Heaven

humane

Asura Path

animal way

Hungry Ghost Realm

Hell Path

At the same time, Houtu's great vow resounded in the hearts of all living beings in heaven and earth.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones had complex expressions on their faces. They never expected that Houtu would have such great love.

As a fellow descendant of Pangu, I am inferior!

While sighing inwardly, he couldn't help but row towards the Netherworld Blood Sea and say, "Great Virtue Houtu."

The Heavenly Court, Di Jun, and Taiyi felt indescribable emotions.

Houtu transformed into the cycle of reincarnation to complete the earthly path. With one of the twelve ancestral witches missing, they should have been very happy.

But at this moment, they didn't feel that way at all; all they felt was respect.

Without exception, all the demons in the world, from Emperor Jun and Taiyi to ordinary demon soldiers, faced the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea and chanted, "Great Virtue Houtu."

Wuzhuang Temple, Beiming, Mount Sumeru in the western land, and indeed anywhere in the world, all sentient beings give thanks and chant, "Great Virtue Houtu."

As Houtu's body completely disappeared into the world, a vast world emerged from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Styx Cult Leader, standing to the side, felt a pang of heartache.

The fact that the Sea of ​​Blood never dries up and the River Styx never dies indirectly means that he lost half his life.

But he knew that now was not the time to feel sorry for this.

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