A cross-dressing big shot!
The moment Feng Xi walked out of the Land of Reincarnation, he was destined to shock the gods and leave a vivid mark in the ancient history of the ages.
Perhaps, after many years, a very cryptic saying would spread—
The greatest, oldest, and most universal art in this world was cross-dressing!
Of course.
Out of respect for the esteemed, who it was specifically would remain unmentioned.
At this moment, the gods watched Feng Xi break through the Gates of Hell and capture Bi Fang with one hand. For an instant, they were speechless, feeling as though their worldview had been grievously wounded and their personal moral boundaries refreshed.
His Majesty the Human Emperor still wore a warm smile, as if mocking them, or perhaps posing a question of profound meaning to the divine beings watching this place—
"Surprised?"
"Unexpected?"
"All these years, I was actually Houtu, active in the Netherworld!"
This was too outrageous.
It would shock the gods for countless years.
Actually, if one investigated closely, cross-dressing was nothing special... After all, those who achieved Great Luo possessed eternal freedom across infinite spacetime and countless incarnations. Perhaps they had changed genders and species in some obscure corner and tried every novelty imaginable.
But...
Everyone did it secretly, in the dark.
Someone like Feng Xi, who brought it into the open and made a grand debut in women's clothing, had never existed before!
He had "created" history!
He casually tossed away his dignity and reputation, used "sorcery," and squatted in the underworld with extraordinary patience. Then...
Ying Zhao and Bi Fang fell into the trap.
Their downfall was unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.
The Heavenly Court could determine the whereabouts of nearly all the Taiyi Great Luo of the present age.
Except here!
Faced with a