Opening the Eighteen Hells, Proving the Earth Sovereign Emperor, Ruler of the Netherworld-the Underworld Emperor!

"Damn it! Houtu kept Huang Tian behind alone. There's definitely something going on!"

"Houtu is only the Supreme of Earth Dao, not its master. What gives her the right to show such favoritism and give all the benefits to the Human Race?"

"Shh! You dare question a Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouse? Have you lost your mind?!"

Feeling the tremendous upheaval in the Netherworld, the Great Divine Powers of the Prehistoric World were stunned. Their thoughts differed, and cries of astonishment rang out one after another.

But whatever anyone else thought, the Netherworld was undergoing a transformation.

The Netherworld, the Nether Soil.

With Yin Mountain at its center, the Nether Sea of Blood as its boundary, and the Nine Nether Abyss as its lowest layer, an immense Ghost City took shape in an instant.

The Ghost Gate Pass served as the entrance between yin and yang. All who entered were souls—the spirits of the dead.

Once they crossed Yellow Springs Road, yin and yang would forever be separated.

Along Yellow Springs Road stood the Terrace of Looking Home and Naihe Bridge. The winding River of Oblivion flowed beside it, while the Other Shore Flower Field bloomed with an exquisitely eerie beauty.

At the end of Yellow Springs Road stood Meng Po Pavilion. After drinking Meng Po Soup, souls forgot their past lives and present selves, then entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation with "pure" souls.

There was also a Three Lives Stone in Meng Po Pavilion, recording everything from every living being's countless past lives.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu!"

As soon as Meng Po Pavilion had formed, Huang Tian called out, bolstering his voice with the power of Human Dao Destiny.

"Sever!"

Understanding his intent, Houtu waved her hand and severed a strand of her soul. It transformed into Meng Po