Wangshu Transforms Into the Moon

"Oh! How bitter is my West! There is no hope now. What suffering for all living beings, what crime have they committed!"

Suddenly, the two Fellow Daoists of the West embraced each other, crying miserably.

"Brother Dao, fear not. As long as you and I are here, the spiritual veins of the West can be restored one day. The Heavenly Dao is unpredictable, and life will find a way. We will surely succeed!"

As they cried out, the two looked towards Hongjun.

If Hongjun hadn't known these two were not honest people, he would have almost been fooled by their acting.

Were they concerned about the West or their own cultivation? Did this even need to be asked?

But this was Merit for protecting the entire Primordial World, and even a quarter of it was several times more than what Old Ancestor Minghe would later gain from creating the Asura race and the Asura cult.

This Merit, though not as great as Houtu's transformation of the cycle of reincarnation, was enough for Wangshu to retain her consciousness after transforming into the Taiyin origin.

"Fellow Daoist, this Merit..."

Wangshu hesitated, feeling the Merit within her body, and was momentarily