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

The most urgent task is to take advantage of the fact that reincarnation has just begun and the consciousness of the Great Dao has not yet dissipated, and to quickly request permission to serve.

Otherwise, once the consciousness of the Great Dao fades, the Light River Master alone will be unable to summon the Great Dao.

The Great Way isn't some easy thing; you can't just get it whenever you want it.

In other words, Houtu is a descendant of Pangu, and she was doing something as important as completing the underground tunnels; otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to be summoned.

This is why Houtu initially wanted to make a grand vow to the Heavenly Dao.

However, the Lord of the Styx, though anxious, was also sensible.

Seeing that Houtu had condensed her primordial spirit under the power of the Great Dao, radiating an immeasurable pressure, she stepped forward and shouted:

"The Great Dao is above. In this vast and desolate Styx River, I feel that the Earthly Cycle of Reincarnation is newly established and its functions are incomplete. I wish to lead the Asura Clan to guard the Earthly Cycle of Reincarnation and perfect its functions."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Dao in the darkness turned its gaze to the Styx River.

However, unlike Houtu, Da Dao immediately agreed after a single thought.

This time, the Great Dao pondered for a long time.

This panicked the Lord of the Styx, and cold sweat poured down his usually impervious body.

"allow!"

A silent Daoist voice resounded in the mind of the Styx Master, and from the depths of chaos, a beam of profound yellow merit light once again shot towards the primordial world.

The pillar of light was not as large as the pillar of merit of Houtu, only slightly more than half its size.

It was divided into three parts: 85% went to the Styx River, 10% went to the Asuras, and the remaining half went to Qin Tian.

Bathed in the pillar of light of the Great Dao's merits, the Styx Lord's primordial spirit was overjoyed, and the insights into the Great Dao that he had sought but could not obtain in the past kept surging in his mind.

Three flowers flashed above his head, and a divine light and the Northern Profound Origin Water Control Flag behind him transformed into a young man dressed in imperial robes and wearing an imperial crown.

However, the Lord of the Styx used the merits of the Great Dao to sever his third corpse.

Those powerful beings who witnessed this scene all showed a look of surprise in their eyes.

Seeing that the pillar of merit above the head of the Styx Lord was still there, a thought arose in my mind.

Could it be that Styx has become a saint just like that?

They knew very well that when Nuwa created humans and became a saint, the Lord of the Styx created the Asura race without saying a word.

The purpose is to achieve sainthood.

It is evident how strong Styx's obsession with becoming a saint was.

Immediately, they all fixed their gazes on the River Styx.

They were eager to know if Styx could succeed.

Qin Tian, ​​who was standing to the side, was also very nervous.

Styx, on the other hand, relaxed at this point.

In an orderly manner, following his own ideas, he began a series of actions.

A crimson divine light rose, and the two corpses, good and evil, leaped out from the three flowers above their heads.

Then it crumbled inch by inch, turning into boundless magical power, most of which merged into itself, and a small portion merged into the Emperor's Clothing clone.

This action stunned all the powerful individuals.

On Mount Kunlun, Tongtian asked in bewilderment, "What is the Styx doing?"

"Is this self-destruction of the sacred path?"

Yuanshi's expression was grave, and he remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on the Styx River.

Taiqing Laozi frowned, as if he had thought of something, and let out a soft sigh.

"It seems that the path to sainthood cannot be replicated; everyone has their own path to sainthood."

"My teacher misled me!"

In the Heavenly Court, Taiyi, who had been trying to reunite his three corpses after they were all severed, but had never succeeded, saw this scene and immediately realized that he had gone down the wrong path.

Without a word, Bei Ming and Kunpeng dispersed their good and evil selves, merging them into their respective bodies.

On Mount Sumeru in the West, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and, without prior agreement, merged the two severed corpses into their Dharma bodies.

In the Chaos Palace, Nuwa hesitated, revealing her two corpses, one good and one evil, several times before withdrawing them each time.

After the two corpses dissipated and merged into his body, Styx felt a sense of fulfillment in his primordial spirit, unlike before when, despite his abundant magical power, he always felt uneasy.

Seizing the opportunity, Styx swiftly followed his plan, his primordial spirit leaping into the river formed by his own Dao of Slaughter.

As the Great Dao refined his spirit, Styx suddenly felt a sharp, intense pain emanating from all parts of his body.

But Styx endured the pain without uttering a sound, refining his illusory primordial spirit into a crystalline figure shimmering with divine light.

Sensing the perfect and flawless power of the laws within his primordial spirit, the Styx Master unconsciously revealed a smile on his face.

He then circulated his energy throughout the body, using the crystal figure to convert all his magical power into the power of laws.

The profound consciousness of the Great Dao was awakened once again, and a scarlet beam of light shot out from the depths of chaos, enveloping the River Styx and transforming it into a blood cocoon.

Thump... Thump

Accompanied by a powerful heartbeat, the Styx River, the Great Dao Merit, and the Divine Light of the Great Dao of Slaughter merged into one.

As a dark red divine light appeared on Styx's body, an boundless pressure emanated from him, instantly spreading throughout the entire prehistoric world.

At Kunlun Mountain, Tongtian exclaimed sincerely, "Such a powerful and oppressive aura!"

"Compared to this, the aura of Junior Sister Nuwa back then is simply too weak."

"Indeed." Yuanshi nodded. "It seems that even among sages, there are differences in rank."

Taiqing Laozi did not speak, but secretly dispersed the good corpse and the evil corpse, and returned the magic power to one.

On Mount Sumeru in the West, Zhunti looked up to the sky and sighed, "A mere murderer has actually become a saint! How unjust is Heaven!"

"Junior brother, why be so persistent?" Jieyin looked distressed and comforted him, saying, "Those who follow different paths cannot work together. The River Styx has its own path, and so do we."

"Junior brother, are you afraid that you won't be able to surpass him in the future?"

"What you say makes sense, senior brother. I was being too attached to appearances."

...

Sensing the powerful force within him, the Styx Lord did not become complacent, but instead began his actions.

The Gates of Hell, the Bridge of Helplessness, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the Ten Kings of Hell, and the Ghost City of Fengdu appeared one after another in the newly born underworld.

At this time, Houtu also began her own actions.

He directly took out the essence and blood of his own brothers and sisters, fused it to extract the divine intent within, and transformed it into the Ten Kings of Hell and the Guardians of the Gate of Hell.

A moment later, the pillar of merit and virtue dissipated, and Houtu brought the clansmen brought by Xuanming into the underworld, granting them all the divine positions in the underworld.

One after another, mythical figures widely known in Qin Tian's previous life, such as Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the Judge, appeared.

They will guide the wandering souls that swarm from the Netherworld Blood Sea into the Underworld.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Styx followed suit, transforming the Asura people into underworld officials and sending them out.

After seeing Houtu and Minghe finish their business, Qin Tian stepped forward, cupped his hands, and congratulated them, saying, "Congratulations to you two fellow Daoists on attaining the Great Dao."

Styx smiled, no longer displaying the sinister look he once had. "Thank you, fellow Daoist. If it weren't for your planning, Styx would not have achieved what he has today."

"Please accept my bow, fellow Daoist."

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