Time passed, and Houtu became Samsara. With her master Taizhen's help, she survived, but she still had to remain in the Netherworld to keep it stable.
The Demon Race celebrated for a while, but Dijun did not let excitement cloud his judgment in the Demon Race Heavenly Court.
"Everyone, Houtu has become Samsara. Our chance has come. Without the Twelve Dutian Divine Fiend Formation, the Witch Race cannot match our Zhoutian Star Dou Formation, even with the Supreme Treasure Pangu Hall in Zhu Jiuyin's hands. But we must never grow complacent;
Houtu—no, Empress Pingxin—cannot leave Samsara lightly, but if we drive her into a corner, she might act. We must be wary of that;
Besides, Empress Pingxin has earned tremendous merit, and the Dao Venerable personally helped her. I cannot believe the Witch Race made no requests of him. He puts the greater good first, and for Hong Huang's sake, he likely agreed to some reasonable demands;
In other words, the Witch Race may appear to have lost their formation, but the Dao Venerable's help might have given them a new trump card. We must keep that in mind;
Finally, and most importantly, Hong Huang is no longer a simple matter of our two races. The dragons, phoenixes, qilin, Human Race, and various sects are all watching for an opening;
The moment either we or the Witch Race shows weakness, those ruthless factions will pounce. The situation remains complicated."
Dijun's words drew nods from everyone.
Ziwei said, "There's more. Empress Pingxin will govern the Netherworld from now on. Have you noticed that fewer and fewer beings are born directly from heaven and earth?
You all know what that means. Netherworld Hell will become one of the most important places in Hong Huang;
Death and Samsara mark an ending and a