Reincarnation Old Ancestor no longer lingered. He left the palace and walked through various parts of the Underworld.
Within the Netherworld, countless Remnant Souls still wandered.
These Remnant Souls could still be refined and enlightened, becoming ghost soldiers or ghost generals.
Such a vast Underworld needed more "people" to uphold the structure of this Netherworld Bureaucracy.
Changbai Mountain Range · Great Void Palace
Clouds and mist lingered around the palace, where Dao Rhyme arose naturally.
Bei Ming sent word, summoning Ling Yan and Guichenzi together.
The two people met before the hall. They cupped their hands in greeting, then entered the main hall one after the other.
Bei Ming sat upright in the seat of honor. His aura was restrained, yet he naturally exuded an air of authority.
Ling Yan and Guichenzi bowed at the same time.
"Disciple greets Master."
"No need to be polite."
Bei Ming raised a hand, his gaze falling upon the two of them.
"Reincarnation has manifested, followed by the Netherworld Underworld as its executive body. What are your thoughts on this?"
Both of them inwardly tensed. This was certainly not casual conversation.
It seemed the Literary Sect intended to make a move concerning the Underworld.
Though they did not know the specific arrangements, they would likely be the ones carrying them out.
After a brief moment of thought, Ling Yan spoke first.
"Houtu, the Ancestor Wizard, transformed into Reincarnation. To the Primordial Wilderness, this is a great act of goodness.
"But from the perspective of the overall situation, the birth of Saint Pingxin and the forces of the Underworld will add many Variables to the Primordial Wilderness.
"This Variable is not limited to The Calamity of the Witches and Demons. It also concerns later generations."
Ling Yan looked up at Bei Ming, her expression grave.