The Heavenly Emperor and his party passed through Mount Tai, making their way in grand procession toward the Netherworld Realm.
Witnessing this, the All Grand Unity Experts wondered in secret, What could be so important as to bring out such a lineup—the Heavenly Emperor, the Taiyin Star Lord, Nuwa, and all these goddesses?
When Li Fan and the others arrived at the Underworld, they found that Xuanming had already made all the necessary arrangements.
Before the Hall of Embracing Nether, an enormous altar rose from the ground. It was inscribed with Reincarnation Dao Patterns, through which the power of Netherworld Origin slowly flowed, emanating a solemn and dignified aura.
Seeing Li Fan and the others arrive, Xuanming gave a slight nod. "Heavenly Emperor, everything is ready. We only await Fuxi's arrival."
Nuwa looked toward several entrances to the Underworld. "Why hasn't my brother arrived yet? Didn't I already send him a transmission jade talisman?"
No sooner had she spoken than a sharp rush of air came from the Underworld entrance in the direction of the Blood Sea. A streak of light tore through the Underworld mist and sped toward the Hall of Embracing Nether.
The streak was incredibly fast, landing beside the altar in an instant. As its radiance faded, Fuxi appeared. His robes fluttered lightly, and his face still bore the haste of his journey. Clearly, he had rushed over the moment he received the news.
Li Fan looked up and smiled. "Isn't he here now?"
At that moment, Nuwa held a large bowl in her hands, filled with dark brown soup. Smiling, she said, "Brother, come drink some soup."
Fuxi went numb, his expression freezing at once. Again? The taste of that Meng Po's Soup last time still haunted him to this day.
Ever since then, he had