The End of the Lecture! The Ancestral Witches' Talent Showdown!
Lin Shen's announcement was crisp and resounding, filled with the pure joy of discovering a new continent.
It was like a bolt of lightning that World Creation, striking straight into the depths of the hearts of all the great beings present.
"Let's replace the ugly black crosses with sparkly little stars!"
The greatest truths are the simplest.
Good deeds can offset negative karma!
Houtu had spent so much time explaining the word "redemption," but the most fundamental and core meaning of it was clearly revealed by this little guy with a single, Child's innocent words's remark!
At this moment, the entire Netherworld Sea of Blood ceased to breathe.
The Jieyin and the Zhunti exchanged a glance.
Their faces, which seemed to be eroded by eternal sorrow, twitched uncontrollably, and a strange, manic smile spread across their lips—it was the first time that the emotion called "ecstasy" had taken hold of their faces.
It's done!
The rise of Western Teachings has been achieved!
They could almost see that in the future, countless beings in the Primordial World would hold everything they had, crying and kneeling at the foot of Mount Sumeru, just to find a clear path to "accumulate merit" in order to wipe away the Karma Cross " on the back of their hands!
The West will become the greatest bank of merit in the Primordial World!
Meanwhile, the three ancient overlords, Ancestral Dragon, Yuanfeng, Primordial Kirin, finally relaxed their tense bodies as if collapsing, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The colossal boulder that had weighed on the fate of their people for hundreds of millions of years was finally pried open, allowing light to shine through.
I've got an idea!
Finally, there's a solution!
Their three clans committed countless atrocities in the past, and the number of "black crosses" could probably stretch from Buzhou Mountain all the way to the gate of the East Sea Dragon Palace.
But as long as there is a way to eliminate it, there is hope!
Isn't it just doing a good deed?
From now on, the dragon Dragon Clan will no longer cause trouble; they'll change their ways! They'll establish the "Primordial World Fire Brigade," spraying water wherever there's a fire!
The Phoenix Clan has abandoned its arrogant Nirvana ritual and changed its profession! They're now striving to become "Primordial World mobile power banks," flying over to anyone whose magic is running low and giving them a boost of Southern Bright Leaving Fire to recharge their power!
The Qilin Clan was no longer content with merely suppressing the earth's fortune; they changed their profession! They took on "express delivery services within the Primordial World realm," guaranteeing the delivery of magical treasures and elixirs—every mission was accomplished!
The flame of "struggle" was rekindled in the eyes of the three former overlords.
On the platform, Houtu gazed at Lin Shen, her eyes, which bore the weight of the earth, filled with undisguised satisfaction and praise.
She slowly rose and bowed slightly to all the creatures of various shapes and sizes below the stage.
"The cycle of reincarnation has come to an end."
"The Suffering of All Beings, the Principle of Reincarnation, the scales of merit and demerit, the gateway to redemption."
"From this point on, life and death are preordained; each shall accept their own fate."
As soon as she finished speaking, the enormous illusory Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk behind her dimmed and quietly disappeared.
The figure of Hongjun Daozu appeared silently in the center of the Dao platform.
"Houtu Daoist Houtu, your merits are immeasurable."
He nodded slightly to Houtu, giving the highest affirmation that the master of the Xuanmen could bestow.
Then, his gaze swept over the powerful beings below, whose minds were in turmoil and who were still frantically deducing the future. His voice was calm, yet it carried an irresistible majesty.
"The sermon is finished; everyone may disperse and reflect upon it."
The saints 'Sage's Heart skipped a beat.
That's it?
No!
The sermon is over, but today's "pleasing the Great Way" target hasn't been met yet!
Especially the Ancestral Witch who hadn't found a chance to show off from beginning to end, they were all so anxious that they were scratching their heads and cheeks, their muscular faces full of constipation-like expressions.
Seeing that Taiqing Laozi had already taken a step forward as usual, intending to reach out and carry Lin Shen away.
"Dao Ancestor, wait! Sage, wait!"
A rough and bold shout, like a thunderclap in dry land, shook the entire Blood Sea, causing it to surge.
Zhurong of fire!
His mountain-like body sprang up from the prayer mat with a "whoosh," his full head of red hair dancing like flames, and he squeezed out what he thought was the most enthusiastic and sincere smile on his face.
"Ahem, um... Great Dao... no, young friend!"
Zhurong rubbed his two hands, which were larger than millstones, together, his voice booming.
"You must be tired and bored after listening for so long."
"How about we brothers put on a show for you to cheer you up?"
Programme?
All the Sage's gazes were fixed on this group of the Witch Clan whose minds were probably empty except for muscles and fighting.
What can they perform?
Breaking a boulder with his chest? Or swallowing a magical treasure whole?
Lin Shen's eyes lit up the moment he heard there was a program to watch.
He nimbly broke free from Taiqing Laozi's legs and clapped his little hands excitedly.
"Okay, okay! I want to watch the show!"
"Alright! Watch closely!"
Having received permission from the "Great Dao," Zhurong was so excited that his face lit up, and he immediately turned around and winked at his brothers.
A unique talent competition, brimming with the wild aesthetics of the Witch Clan and worthy of being recorded in the annals of Primordial World, has begun!
Zhurong was the first to jump out.
His chest suddenly bulged, and then he opened his blood-red maw!
"Roar--!"
An All-Heavenly Divine Fire, powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil seas, erupted forth!
The raging flames did not disperse; instead, they were forcibly twisted, kneaded, and shaped in mid-air with an unbelievable power of control!
As the flames rolled and churned, they coalesced in mid-air into a lifelike, gigantic Fire Phoenix, its entire body composed of raging flames!
The Fire Phoenix raised its head and let out a loud cry, spreading its wings and circling and dancing above the Blood Sea, scattering sparks.
Each spark that fell into the Blood Sea did not ignite the filth; instead, it instantly evaporated and purified a small patch of blood, transforming it into the purest spiritual liquid.
Wow! What a beautiful firebird!
Lin Shen intently, clapping his little hands loudly.
On one side of the platform, Yuanfeng's expression became somewhat subtle.
Why did she feel that Zhurong, this burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was subtly implying something about her Phoenix Clan?
Before she could think it through, the water god Gonggong had already stepped forward, not to be outdone.
He snorted coldly, and the filthy Blood Sea beneath his feet instantly became more docile than a domestic dog.
He raised his hands upwards, and a towering wave of blood surged forth in response!
The foul-smelling blood in his hands turned into the softest clay, which he kneaded at will.
With swift, deft movements, a colossal, whimsical, and imaginative "Blood Sea Slide" rises from the ground!
The slide meanders and spirals, extending from mid-air into the depths of the Blood Sea. Its surface is polished smooth as a mirror by the Water Element Law, and it is even decorated with cute skulls carved from the bones of some unfortunate souls.
"Great Dao! Please!"
Gonggong forced a "kind" expression onto his perpetually icy face.
Lin Shen couldn't contain himself and cheered as he rushed forward.
A hand suddenly shot out and pulled him back.
It is Laozi of the Taiqing school.
With a blank expression, he unleashed a Pure and Inactive celestial light, sweeping it over Lin Shen from head to toe three times.
"Dirty."
Laozi Tzu was extremely sparing with his words.
Gonggong's face immediately turned black.
This completely ignited the competitive spirit of the Ancestral Witch.
Shebishi, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Xizi...
One by one, the Ancestral Witch vied with each other, unleashing all their most treasured skills.
Shebishi used his supernatural powers to create a colorful "candy rain" from the Netherworld Sea of Blood. Although it was an illusion and would shatter at the slightest touch, it looked extremely appealing.
Qiangliang and Xizi joined forces, one controlling thunder and the other controlling lightning, to stage a high-energy "lightning and lightning show" in the sky, comparable to a top-tier concert in later generations.
Goumang was an even heavier contender; he directly activated the Wood Element Law, creating a vast "Snack Forest" within the Blood Sea!
The tree wasn't bearing magical fruits, but rather various shapes and sizes of roasted meat, pastries, and fried chicken legs!
Although it was essentially just wood, good to look at but not good to eat, the incredibly realistic aroma still made Lin Shen's mouth water uncontrollably.
In a short time, the solemn and majestic Netherworld Sea of Blood was transformed by this group of Ancestral Witch into a super Theme Park full of postmodern magical realism.
The Sage stood to one side, their eyes twitching wildly.
They finally realized firsthand that these Witch Clan were truly shameless enough to curry favor with the Great Dao!
Just as this wild talent show reached its climax, Ancestral Witch began discussing whether to perform a breakdance as a "Pangu True Body,"...
The Ancestral Dragon, the Yuanfeng, and the Primordial Kirin, who had been silent all along, finally moved.