Zhou Ming's gaze also moved away from that endlessly revolving reincarnation and fell on Houtu and Zhen Yuanzi.
"Sister Houtu, Daoist Friend Zhen Yuanzi."
"The Underworld has just been established, and a hundred wastes await renewal. It needs someone to hold it down, sort out the order of Yinyang, and guide the myriad dead souls."
"Before the Primordial Wilderness shattered, you two governed reincarnation and the Earthly Dao. I'm afraid this matter will still have to trouble you both."
"Each of you should first split off an Avatar to sit within it and sort out the order of Yinyang reincarnation."
"Once its operation stabilizes in the future, we can choose suitable candidates to take over."
Zhen Yuanzi was the first to cup his hands.
"Rest assured, Daoist Friend. This matter is my bounden duty."
Houtu also nodded lightly.
Neither of them hesitated.
With a sweep of Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, an earth-yellow figure identical to him walked out from within his body, bowed to everyone with a formal salute, then turned and plunged into that newly opened Underworld.
Dao Rhyme flowed around Houtu's body. She likewise split off a figure, which also turned into a stream of light and sank into the depths of the Nine Nether.
As the two incarnations took residence, the aura of the entire Underworld instantly became heavy and stable.
The long river of dead souls began to flow into it in orderly fashion. Reincarnation turned, no longer sluggish.
Only after finishing all this did Zhou Ming bring everyone back to Pangu Hall.
Zhou Ming looked at Houtu and took the initiative to ask.
"Di Jun, East Queen Duke, Taiqing and the others... how are they now?"
The moment this question was asked, everyone in the hall's expressions dimmed.
Houtu sighed softly, her voice carrying a hint