Xuan Yi Learns His Origins, Houtu Transforms Reincarnation.

Silence!

An eerie silence!

Hongjun and Yang Mei exchanged glances and fell silent. Both had been reluctant to mention Luohu.

Perhaps sensing their hesitation, Xuan Yi quickly comforted them, "Father, please don't be troubled. Since you don't wish to speak of it, I shall not ask further."

Seeing the slight disappointment in Xuan Yi's eyes, the two felt a pang of regret.

Finally, Dao Ancestor Hongjun broke the silence.

"Alas, forget it. What you are meant to know, you will eventually learn."

In truth, Xuan Yi had already speculated about the other great being. The participants in the great battle were few, and he just couldn't be certain.

"The essence and blood of the other great being within you is Luohu!"

"Luohu!"

Nuwa exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected to learn so many explosive secrets on this trip to the Primordial Chaos. The barrage of heavy news left her stunned.

"That's right, Luohu didn't actually die. He even established the Outer Realm Demonic Cult beyond the heavens."

An even more explosive piece of news followed.

"How is that possible? Didn't Luohu perish in the great battle?"

Compared to Nuwa's astonishment, Xuan Yi remained calm, as he knew the trajectory of the Primordial Chaos's development.

"Luohu did perish, but before his demise, he swore an oath to the Great Dao. He transformed himself into an Outer Realm Sky Demon, with a status equal to mine. When the Dao declines, Luohu will appear in the Primordial Chaos. As the saying goes, when the Dao wanes, the demons rise, and when the Dao waxes, the demons wane. The Outer Demonic Realm is essentially the dark side of the Primordial Chaos."

Speaking of the Demon Realm, Hongjun felt a headache coming on.

"Xuan'er, currently the Dao is prosperous, and Luohu cannot enter the Primordial World. But one day, he will discover your existence."

"Luohu is, after all, your father. You can acknowledge him, but you must never fall into the demonic path."

Hongjun truly cared for Xuan Yi and earnestly cautioned him.

"Father, rest assured, your son knows the gravity of this matter."

Xuan Yi had no interest in the demonic path and immediately assured Hongjun he would never fall into it.

"Xuan'er, your father must depart now. The Primordial World is not my final destination. I must continue my travels in the Primordial Chaos. I will visit you often."

Having done what he needed to do, Yang Mei also chose to leave. The Primordial Chaos was the true home of the Primordial Chaos Demon Gods.

After bidding farewell to Yang Mei, Xuan Yi, with Nuwa, who had consumed countless pieces of gossip, returned to Buzhou Mountain to digest the treasures Yang Mei had gifted them.

In the Primordial World, within Pangu Hall.

Houtu, who was cultivating, was interrupted by a sense of unease. She emerged from Pangu Hall and, feeling the aura of the Primordial Chaos, her mood gradually calmed.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Primordial Chaos. I might as well take this opportunity to relax."

With that thought, Houtu no longer hesitated and set off towards the Primordial Chaos alone.

Houtu traveled leisurely, stopping here and there, admiring the famous mountains and great rivers of the Primordial Chaos. She even transformed into a human at one point, living in seclusion within a human tribe.

While traveling everywhere, Houtu inadvertently arrived at the Sea of Blood.

The Sea of Blood was like a ghostly realm, shrouded in blood mist, filled with the wails of the damned. Countless souls of fallen beings were trapped within, influenced by the malevolent energy, unable to leave, suffering in torment.

Witnessing the tragic scene before her, Houtu's expression softened with pity.

As Houtu ventured deeper, the number of vengeful souls in the Sea of Blood increased.

Seeing countless vengeful souls writhing in the Sea of Blood, Houtu felt a sharp pain in her heart and couldn't bear to look any longer.

"The Primordial Chaos is vast and boundless, yet there is no place for these vengeful souls to rest. We, the Witch Race, descendants of Pangu, are powerless. Truly, we disgrace our Father God's name!"

Grief welled up in Houtu as she murmured about destinations and resting places.

Suddenly, Houtu seemed to have an epiphany.

The world needed balance, and the vengeful souls needed a place to rest.

There must be reincarnation!

Having made up her mind, Houtu immediately swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao.

Meanwhile, the eleven Ancestral Witches, who were in seclusion within the Witch Race, suddenly had a premonition of ill fortune. The Ancestral Witches hurried towards the Sea of Blood.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Houtu, descendant of Pangu, feeling that the souls of beings in the Primordial Chaos have no place to rest after death, wandering and suffering in the Sea of Blood, am willing to transform my Ancestral Witch body into the Six Paths of Reincarnation to help all beings escape suffering. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

As Houtu's Heavenly Dao oath to transform into reincarnation fell, thunder roared throughout the entire Primordial World, and the howling wind wailed mournfully.

Countless beings knelt on the ground, crying out, "Empress Houtu is merciful."

Even the Sanqing, Xuan Yi, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself cupped their hands towards Houtu, saying, "Empress Houtu is merciful!"

Xuan Yi, with Nuwa, personally arrived at the Sea of Blood where Houtu transformed into reincarnation.

"All beings in the Primordial Chaos, after death, their souls may pass through the Six Paths of Reincarnation to be reborn and cultivate anew. Those with merit shall be rewarded, and those with sin shall be punished!"

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation are divided into the upper three paths and the lower three paths."

"Those who cultivate their character, possess deep merit, and are adorned with great merit shall enter the Heavenly Dao; those with less merit shall enter the Asura Path; those with no merit but also no sin shall enter the Human Path."

"These are the upper three paths of the Six Paths!"

"Those with fewer sins and no major evil deeds enter the Path of Beasts; those with heavier sins but no major evil deeds enter the Path of Hungry Ghosts; those with deep sins who still refuse to repent enter the Path of Hell to suffer, and will reincarnate after cleansing their sins."

"These are the lower three paths of the Six Paths!"

"Six Paths of Reincarnation! Established!"

One by one, the laws of the Six Paths were spoken by Houtu, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation slowly materialized beside her. With each name of the Six Paths of Reincarnation that Houtu uttered, the corresponding position of the Six Paths of Reincarnation shone brightly.

As the Six Paths of Reincarnation was established, the previously calm Sea of Blood began to churn like boiling water, and boundless Merit descended from the void.

Houtu transforming herself into the cycle of reincarnation was a monumental Merit for perfecting the Primordial World, and it further refined the operation of the Primordial World. The Merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao this time was more than all previous Merits combined, truly the foremost Merit since the creation of the heavens.

The immensely vast power of Merit flew towards Houtu, slowly integrating into her body.

As the Heavenly Dao Merit grew, Houtu also evolved her own Primordial Spirit, and her aura continued to rise.

"Boom!"

A colossal Saintly pressure emanated, and Houtu thus became the third Saint.

"Sister Houtu, you've become a Saint!"

The Ancestral Witches, who had arrived late, looked at the newly-made Saint Houtu with great joy.

But Houtu did not respond. She merely handed three drops of her vital blood to Di Jiang.

"Today, the Six Paths of Reincarnation is established, and the Underworld is founded!"

"I am the Lord of the Underworld, and I shall suppress the Destiny of the Underworld with the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush."

"From this day forth, there is only Pingxin of the Underworld, and no longer the Ancestral Witch Houtu!"

Then, Houtu slowly disappeared.

Gazing at the vanished Houtu, the eleven Ancestral Witches were filled with disbelief.

Di Jiang couldn't help but turn to Xuan Yi and ask, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi, please tell us what exactly is going on."

"Lady Houtu has transformed herself into the cycle of reincarnation. From now on, she will be one with the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Although she has become a Saint, she can no longer leave the Underworld. Giving you three drops of her vital blood was likely to prevent the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Array from becoming unusable."

Upon hearing the reason, the eleven Ancestral Witches appeared somewhat dejected.

Di Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi, for the clarification. We shall take our leave."

Xuan Ming, seeing Di Jiang about to leave, couldn't help but speak:

"But Sister Houtu!"

"This is Sister Houtu's own choice, and it is worthy of our title as Pangu's descendants. In the future war against the Demon Race, even if we fail, I believe Sister Houtu can ensure the continuation of the Witch Race's bloodline."

The other Ancestral Witches, hearing this, felt that Di Jiang's words were very reasonable and accompanied him back to the Witch Race.

In the Heavenly Court, Di Jun and the others were overjoyed to learn that Houtu had transformed into the cycle of reincarnation. However, Tai Yi remained very calm.

"Elder Brother, although Houtu is now confined to the Underworld, our Heavenly Court's high-end combat power is still inferior to the Witch Race. We should establish a great formation to consolidate the Demon Race's strength."

Di Jun agreed that this was very sensible and, with the combined might of the Demon Court, began to create a formation.

Ultimately, the Grand Formation of the Stars was successfully born.

As the ten-thousand-year deadline set by the Dao Ancestor drew closer, the final decisive battle between the Witches and Demons was imminent.