Refusing the Dao Lecture, Plotting Reincarnation

The vast sacred might that had enveloped the Primordial World receded like a tide, and the suffocating pressure that filled the heavens and earth suddenly vanished.

Countless Great Powers of the Primordial World, freed from the oppressive might, were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm by Dao Ancestor Hongjun's final words: "I will lecture on the Great Dao in the Purple霄 Palace, thirty-three heavens above. Those with destiny may all come and listen!"

The path to becoming a Saint! The secrets of the Great Dao! In an instant, brilliant streams of light shot up into the sky from all corners of the Primordial World, tearing through the void and rushing towards the boundless chaos, in the direction of the thirty-three heavens.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, Di Jun, Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun... Great Powers who would become renowned in later generations were all among them.

On the shores of the Sea of Blood, Minghe also straightened up from the protection of Pangu's phantom. He felt the surging magic power of a late-stage Golden Immortal within him, then looked towards the direction of the chaos, a flicker of fervor in his eyes. Listening to the Dao in the Purple霄 Palace was undoubtedly the greatest opportunity in the Primordial World at that moment!

Minghe looked at Di Jiang beside him, whose aura had already been contained, and who was thoughtfully observing the Pangu phantom slowly dissipating behind him. Minghe cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Di Jiang, the sacred might has dispersed, and the lecture in the Purple Heaven Palace is imminent. Why don't you and I travel together, heading into the chaos to listen to the Great Dao?"

In Minghe's opinion, Di Jiang, a powerful being like him, would never miss such an important event. Traveling together would also provide mutual support, as the chaos was quite dangerous.

However, Di Jiang's answer completely surprised Minghe.

Di Jiang withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and said with a hint of indifference, "Purple Heaven Palace? I have no interest in going."

"What???"

Minghe almost thought he had misheard. His youthful face was filled with astonishment and disbelief. "Fellow Daoist, you, you're not going to the Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the Dao? That's a Saint, the first Saint in the Primordial World, lecturing! It might even contain the secret to becoming a Saint!"

He truly couldn't understand how anyone could be indifferent to the Great Dao of a Saint.

Di Jiang glanced at him, knowing that if he didn't give a reason, this "youngster from the Sea of Blood" with his strong curiosity would keep pestering him. He pondered for a moment, not revealing core secrets like the existence of the System or his choice of Origin/Foundation. Instead, he spoke concisely and powerfully, as if stating a fact:

"Hongjun is Hongjun, and I am Di Jiang. His Dao is not my Dao. I have my own path to walk, and I don't need to go and listen."

His words were plain, yet they contained extreme confidence and determination!

Minghe: "..."

Minghe was completely stunned. He opened his mouth, but found himself speechless. He looked into Di Jiang's calm eyes and felt the unquestionable conviction in his words, as if a huge stone had been thrown into his heart, causing immense turmoil!

"His Dao is different from the Saint's? He, has his own path? No need to listen?" These words echoed wildly in Minghe's mind.

What immense confidence and arrogance! To refuse such an opportunity to become a Saint so casually, simply because he firmly believed in his own path!

Recalling Di Jiang's terrifying strength shown previously, the mysterious Pangu True Body, and the profound insights into laws he had casually bestowed, Minghe's heart pounded uncontrollably.

A thought began to form and spread within him.

"Di Jiang and I are both descendants of Pangu. Although his Origin/Foundation is purer and more orthodox than mine! He dares not walk the path of a Saint and firmly believes in his own Dao. Must I, Minghe, rush headlong into it, taking that single-plank bridge that thousands fight for?"

"If he doesn't go, and I do, wouldn't that make me seem inferior to him? As if I believe my own Dao is inferior to his?"

A surge of unyielding spirit from the depths of his bloodline, mixed with youthful competitive spirit, churned within his chest like an undercurrent of the Sea of Blood.

"In this life, I, Minghe, will not be weaker than anyone!"

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In that instant, a resolute glint flashed in Minghe's eyes. He suppressed his desire for the Purple Firmament Palace lecture, bowed solemnly to Di Jiang, and said with unprecedented firmness:

"Fellow Daoist's words have enlightened me, Minghe! Since you are not going, then I, Minghe, will not go to the Purple Heaven Palace either!"

He chose to believe in Di Jiang's judgment, and even more so, to believe in himself! He would walk his own path of laws, the path of the Sea of Blood! He would never blindly imitate others, even if they were Saints!

Di Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise. He looked at the young Minghe, whose eyes were blazing with fighting spirit, and hadn't expected that his words would make this kid give up the "standard plot" of listening to the lecture in the Purple Heaven Palace.

Di Jiang nodded casually, not saying much, only stating faintly, "As you wish."

With that, he no longer paid attention to Minghe, turned around, and faced the boundless Sea of Blood again, beginning to draw upon the malevolent energy to continue practicing his newly formed Great Formation of the Myriad Heavens. To him, mastering this trump card was far more important than listening to any Saint's lecture.

Seeing that Di Jiang was no longer speaking, Minghe glanced at Di Jiang's retreating figure, then looked towards the direction of the chaos. Finally, he settled his mind, found a spot on the edge of the Sea of Blood, sat down cross-legged, and began to consolidate his recently breakthrough cultivation!

On the edge of the Sea of Blood, two figures: one practiced a supreme formation amidst surging malevolent energy, the other meditated in silence on his own Great Dao. This formed a stark contrast with the myriad streams of light rushing towards the Purple Heaven Palace!

Having successfully summoned the Pangu True Body and withstood the sacred might, proving the feasibility of his own path, Di Jiang's state of mind became even clearer, and his thoughts grew more active and far-reaching. Hongjun's attainment of sainthood, as a landmark event, acted as a catalyst, triggering his deeper consideration of the future trends of the Primordial World.

"Hongjun has become a Saint, and next will be the lecture in the Purple Heaven Palace, the distribution of Saint positions, and the gradual rise of the Witch-Demon tribulation..." Di Jiang's thoughts flashed like lightning, instantly locking onto a crucial node – Reincarnation!

In the legends of his past life, Reincarnation was founded by Ancestral Witch Houtu, who, feeling compassion for the souls of the deceased in the Primordial World having nowhere to go, eventually transformed herself into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. This act brought immeasurable merit, but it also directly led to the "fall" of Ancestral Witch Houtu, leaving the Twelve Ancestral Witch Formation incomplete. It was a pivotal step that affected the course of the Witch-Demon tribulation.

"Now, Houtu's origin has been devoured by me, so she naturally cannot transform into Reincarnation. Then, the responsibility of establishing Reincarnation, along with its immense merit and destiny, wouldn't it fall upon me first!"

The more Di Jiang thought about it, the more feasible and significant it seemed! The Six Paths of Reincarnation were an indispensable part of the operation of the Primordial World's heavens and earth, the foundation for the transmigration of souls and the cycle of karma. Its importance was self-evident.

If he could control Reincarnation, not only would he gain an endless stream of immeasurable merit, but he would also seize a vast authority and destiny that affected the very foundation of the Primordial World!

"Moreover, if I remember correctly, the place where Reincarnation is established seems to be beneath this Sea of Blood!"

Di Jiang's gaze swept over the churning dark red ocean beneath his feet, and his mind suddenly became clear!

"That's right, the Sea of Blood is the manifestation of the most yin and turbid place. Its depths connect to the dark side of the Primordial World – the Netherworld! The Six Paths of Reincarnation are the bridge connecting the Netherworld and the main world of the Primordial World!"

He also understood why, in the original timeline, Houtu needed to grant Minghe authority over the Asura Path when she transformed into Reincarnation. It wasn't just because the Sea of Blood was Minghe's territory, but more importantly, because of the establishment of Reincarnation!

It was bound to involve the power of the Sea of Blood and the Netherworld, requiring the cooperation or tacit consent of Minghe, the local power, and thus a portion of authority was ceded. This was both a price and a necessary condition for stabilizing Reincarnation.

"However, the reasons behind this are probably not that simple." Di Jiang, with his meticulous mind, began to analyze further. "Why was it specifically Ancestral Witch Houtu? Was it merely because she was compassionate? It's likely more than that."

A bold guess surfaced in his mind. The Primordial World was created by Pangu. Authority concerning the fundamental principles of the heavens and earth, such as Reincarnation, might only be perfectly activated by the power of the Primordial World's origin by those who carried Pangu's orthodox bloodline!

This conjecture invigorated him! Houtu back then might not have acted entirely voluntarily. Without understanding the laws of Reincarnation, she could only choose the most tragic method – transforming herself into the Dao, using all her Ancestral Witch origin and life force to forcibly communicate with the will of the Primordial World, thereby successfully establishing Reincarnation.

But I'm different! Di Jiang's eyes flashed with brilliance, full of confidence.

Di Jiang possessed the Pangu bloodline of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, making his origin far more robust than that of a single Ancestral Witch! More importantly, Di Jiang had a Primordial Spirit, allowing him to comprehend and cultivate laws! Di Jiang could completely go and master the Law of Reincarnation first!

As long as he could initially grasp the true meaning of the Law of Reincarnation, and then offer a portion of his Pangu origin as a catalyst and foundation, there was a high probability that he could establish reincarnation successfully with less cost and in a more autonomous manner! He wouldn't need to sacrifice himself completely like Houtu!

With this thought, a clear path unfolded before Di Jiang: Comprehend the Law of Reincarnation. This was the prerequisite. He carried the potential for multiple laws, and his Primordial Spirit was powerful. While comprehending the Law of Reincarnation would be difficult, it was not impossible.

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