Entering the Netherworld, Xi He Revives

Cihang's decision to help Di Jun was not made on a whim.

Helping Di Jun at this time would not cause him any loss.

If Di Jun is successfully resurrected, what he gains will far exceed what he has sacrificed today.

By any measure, Cihang is not at a disadvantage.

As Di Jun soul was sealed, the light of the great formation dimmed somewhat.

"Father God..."

Lu Ya in shock, his eyes filled with overwhelming sorrow.

"Senior, has Father God really fallen?"

Looking at the green lotus in Cihang's hand, Lu Ya's voice choked with emotion.

"No, I preserved a wisp of his soul with this blue lotus."

Although I am powerless to bring him back to life at this moment, there is still a sliver of hope!

Cihang waved her hand, and a gentle surge of magical power sent the green lotus to Lu Ya's front.

In the dim light, one could see the lingering shadow of a golden crow sleeping within.

The two were the closest of relatives, father and son; Cihang left no trace of Di Jun's remnant soul.

"No, Lu Ya knows his own strength."

If it weren't for the elders, the Father God wouldn't have been able to preserve this wisp of remnant soul.

Only in the hands of the elders can the Father God have a sliver of a chance to be resurrected!

"I'll have to trouble you, senior!"

Lu Ya did not accept the green lotus, but instead returned it to Cihang.

The lotus remained in his hands, but it was merely a memory, and he feared it would never be revived.

But in Cihang's hands, it was a glimmer of hope.

"Very well, since you trust me, I will accept this blue lotus."

If you change your mind at any time, you can come find me!

Cihang did not refuse any further and accepted the green lotus.

"Thank you, senior!"

Lu Ya bowed in gratitude once again.

Although this was not enough to make up for Cihang's help, there was nothing he could do except express his gratitude.

"There's no need for that!"

Cihang waved his hand to help Lu Ya, and at the same time, he summoned the Myriad Immortals Diagram to begin breaking the great formation.

The Myriad Immortals Diagram burst forth with a dazzling light, quickly overlapping and protecting the great formation, thus breaking the great formation set up by Di Jun.

This grand formation is extremely profound, second only to the great formations of the Primordial World era.

Such a powerful formation is naturally difficult to break.

But Cihang was also one of the creators of this formation.

With the assistance of the Myriad Immortals Diagram, the great formation was quickly broken.

A powerful surge of pure Yang energy erupted from it.

Without the protection of the great formation, the Golden Crow's corpse emitted pure Great Sun True Fire.

Its original essence continues to spread.

At that moment, Cihang waved his hand and unleashed nine strands of creative power, which transformed into nine azure lotuses that enveloped the Golden Crow, temporarily blocking the loss of its primordial essence.

"The Golden Crow's corpse is already here, fellow Daoist; it's time for us to head to the Netherworld Underworld!"

Cihang waved his hand, shattering the void in front of him. Pure Netherworld power spilled out from it, colliding violently with the pure Yang power within the cave.

The two stepped into the void rift and instantly passed through layers of void.

When they reappeared, they were deep within the Netherworld.

"This is the Netherworld!"

Lu Ya looked up at the dark moon in the void, where he felt a familiar bloodline connection.

"Mother Goddess, Brother!"

This was Lu Ya's first time entering the Netherworld; otherwise, he might have learned of their news much sooner.

However, without Cihang's help, even if he knew their whereabouts, he would still be powerless.

At this point, he could only place his hopes on Cihang.

"Fellow Daoist Cihang, why have you entered the Netherworld at this time!"

Before Cihang could make a move, Houtu had already appeared in front of the two of them.

"Houtu Daoist Houtu!"

Cihang bowed in return.

"Greetings, Houtu!"

Lu Ya also carefully bowed and greeted him.

Despite the enmity between the lich and the demon, Houtu deserves the respect of any cultivator.

"Get up!"

Houtu's attitude towards Lu Ya was very cold.

"Fellow Daoist, you came here for them?"

Upon seeing Lu Ya, Houtu understood Cihang's purpose in coming.

But she was still surprised by Cihang's reason for doing so.

As far as he knew, Cihang did not have much of a relationship with the demon race.

"I have indeed come today for Xi He and the Little Golden Crow, to settle a karmic debt with the demon Karma."

"I see!"

Hearing that Cihang was there to understand Karma, Houtu didn't ask too many questions.

With a thought from Houtu, the essence of the netherworld converged, directly awakening Xi He's dormant True Spirit Consciousness.

In the Netherworld Houtu is the sole ruler, and with her taking action, it is definitely more convenient than with Cihang.

A Great Yin Power descended, manifesting Xi He's somewhat illusory form.

A moment of confusion flashed in his eyes before his eyes regained their clarity.

"Xi He greets Fellow Houtu and Fellow Daoist Cihang!"

Xi He bowed to the two of them.

Although she had been asleep for a while, the moment she awoke, she already knew the general development of the Primordial World.

Despite Di Jun's tireless efforts to protect the demon race, they ultimately fell.

Not only the demon race, but the Witch Race also suffered heavy losses against the demon race.

Looking back now, what was the point of the struggle between the two tribes? They were nothing more than pawns to be discarded.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"

Houtu and Cihang also bowed in return.

"Mother Goddess!"

After the group exchanged greetings, Lu Ya excitedly bowed to Xi He.

"Tenth Child, you've had a tough time these past few days, and I'm sorry you had to go through all that!"

Xi He also stepped forward excitedly to help Lu Ya, her eyes filled with love and guilt.

For the sake of the Nine Golden Crows, she inevitably owed Lu Ya all sorts of debts.

She also failed to fulfill the duties expected of a Mother Goddess.

"Mother Goddess, Lu Ya is not wronged, Lu Ya understands Mother Goddess."

Lu Ya was overjoyed to see the Mother Goddess again!

Lu Ya's voice was filled with excitement.

He truly understood Xi He, knowing that Xi He's suffering was no less than his own.

Fortunately, all of this is about to end.

Seeing Lu Ya like this, Xi He felt even more heartbroken.

However, she also knew that this was not the time for reminiscing.

"I wonder why you two fellow Daoists have awakened me?"

After calming Lu Ya, Xi He turned to look at Houtu and Cihang.

"The reason I've awakened you this time is to revive the Nine Golden Crows."

"Because I obtained the Chaos Bell from Fellow Tai Yi, I wish to settle the karmic Karma between the Chaos Bell and the demon race by resurrecting the Golden Crow Wuwei!"

Cihang began to explain.

"Is it true? My son can really come back?"

Xi He paid no attention to who would own the Chaos Bell; her heart was filled only with the joy of the impending resurrection of the Nine Golden Crows.

"That's just how it is!"

Cihang once again gave an affirmative answer.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist! Our wait has finally paid off!"

Xi He great excitement.

At this moment, the Taiyin Star also shone brightly, casting down boundless Great Yin Power.

Enveloped by the Great Yin Power, Xi He's primordial spirit quickly stabilized and began to rebuild her physical body.

Unlike the Golden Crow, Xi He did not truly perish.

Now that the Nine Golden Crows have a chance of being resurrected, there is naturally no need for her to protect them with her primordial spirit.

In just a short while, the former Demon Empress Xi He returned to the Primordial World once again.