Two Generations of Reincarnation Clash

No matter what, they still had to fight in the end.

Zhou Qingqing's gaze flickered as she watched the scene before her, muttering inwardly. With Lady Houtu at her side, there was naturally no way she would be the one to face an opponent like this.

"Hehe, come to think of it, I really have never fought a Houtu with flesh and blood. No, now that you have lost your fleshly body, you should be called Pingxin, shouldn't you?"

The Rosy Skeleton opened its mouth, further confirming that it had already experienced countless reincarnations.

As expected of the Reincarnation Demon God—it knew about Pingxin.

The three masters in the Three Pure Ones Hall grew even more solemn.

Everything this former Reincarnation Demon God said was becoming increasingly credible. What he would not say, he truly would not say; what he could say, he spilled without restraint.

He thought that erasing the changes before him with one move would settle everything.

In reality, the Three Pure Ones had already learned all about the undercurrents of the Primordial World because of it.

Pingxin.

So after losing my fleshly body, I was called Pingxin?

Lady Houtu's beautiful face darkened. Somewhere in the depths of her being, she too sensed the truth behind the existence of the name Pingxin.

She raised a brow slightly. "You fought Pingxin?"

Although Houtu had no primordial spirit and could not divine the secrets of heaven, after hearing Zhou Qingqing's question, she understood that if she guided him into speaking, perhaps she could make this skeleton reveal more.

"Of course. Back then, you were no match for me at all. You could only return some of the authority over Reincarnation to me."

A blazing red light flared in the Rosy Skeleton's eyes.

So Buddhism's later involvement in Reincarnation truly