The Purpose of the Primordial Spirits of Chaos, the Six Paths of Reincarnation
Ling Xiao's large hand slowly slammed down, suppressing and controlling everything.
In an instant.
The Blood River Formation and the billions of Asura were all wiped out and killed by the giant hand.
Even the Minghe couldn't escape; it was evaporated along with the Blood River. The endless Sea of Blood then surged violently, and in its deepest part, the Minghe appeared, its face filled with terror, trembling with fear.
At Mount Shouyang, hundreds of millions of Human Race cheered and, led by Ziwei, bowed and worshipped the sun as if on a pilgrimage, with utmost piety, even surpassing that of the Holy Empress Nuwa.
The sounds of billions of Human Race worshipping shook the universe, resounded in all directions, and even reached the Sun Star.
Ling Xiao withdrew his large hand expressionlessly. He would not hesitate to kill as many Asura as he wanted.
Perhaps this is what double standards are all about.
"Third Brother, what should we do next? I have a feeling that old man is about to get restless."
Di Jun approached and asked with a normal expression, without much hesitation.
Just do it.
If Hongjun were to intervene, he would still do it without hesitation, and he would destroy Purple Heaven Palace.
At this moment, Di Jun had become arrogant.
"It's alright, there's always a way out," Ling Xiao said with a meaningful smile, speaking without hesitation.
"What car?" Di Jun asked, puzzled.
"Fine."
Ling Xiao waved his hand, turned and walked into the Sun Star, while a divine thought sank into the Chaos Bead.
He now has an idea, inspired by Di Jun's unintentional remark.
Using the Four Primordial Spirits of Chaos rewarded by the system, I will thoroughly develop the Chaos World inside the Chaos Bead and create a great world of my own.
This way, we can keep it as a backup plan for unforeseen circumstances.
If Hongjun is determined to fight to the death, then give him a surprise.
As for Hongjun's next move.
Ling Xiao had already shown signs of it, not because he was particularly good at calculation, but because, as someone who had been through it all, he knew the plot.
Although there are some differences, the main plot remains the same. There are only a few major events at this point, and a little analysis will make it clear.
Meanwhile, the Minghe Sea of Blood.
Houtu looked at the Primordial World after the great war, a scene of utter devastation, where countless creatures had perished in a bloodbath.
From the great war between the Wu and Demon and the Demon races to the final Holy War, countless lives were lost, numbering in the billions.
These tragically deceased beings became vengeful spirits, wandering along the Coast of the East Sea and across the Primordial Land, eventually returning to the Sea of Blood of Sea of Blood, where they were consumed and devoured.
Houtu looked at the Sea of Blood before her, endless and boundless, where countless wronged souls struggled in agony, churning with the waves before finally being submerged—a truly tragic sight.
Houtu was kind-hearted by nature, and seeing this, coupled with the tragic state of the Witch Clan, she felt even more unbearable.
"These creatures harbor great resentment after death, and with nowhere to go, they can only struggle painfully in this world until they perish."
"Little sister, why are you crying? Do you miss your big brother? To be honest, I miss him too, I'm so sad I could cry."
Qiangliang was puzzled and roared Qiangliang in grief. He really started crying, his voice like thunder, earth-shattering, like a child...
Houtu completely ignored him. At that moment, she seemed to turn into a stone statue, staring motionlessly at the Sea of Blood.
The throbbing in her heart grew stronger; she felt it drawing ever closer—her own destiny, the chance to save countless wronged souls.
The Sea of Blood is the most polluted place in the Primordial World. After death, the souls of living beings will involuntarily come here. The souls of the dead cry out on the Sea of Blood, which is their final resting place.
"In the Primordial World, the strong are immortal, while the weak perish without a return, their souls wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth—a pitiful and lamentable fate..."
"If the dead could be resurrected, it would give the weak a chance to be born again..."
Reflect on this.
A thunderous roar swept through Houtu's mind, as if a thunderclap had exploded, dispelling all the fog.
She realized it; she finally understood!
"After death, living beings are resurrected and start anew..."
"Birth and death continue endlessly; this is... Reincarnation!"
"The Father God created heaven and earth, but in the Primordial World, there was a place where souls Reincarnation."
"The Sea of Blood is the final resting place for all impure souls; here I will create the place of Reincarnation."
Over countless years, since the beginning of time, the souls of all the dead have come to this place to struggle and perish. The boundless Sea of Blood has gathered countless wronged souls, making this the most suitable place for them.
Houtu's thoughts were completely clear, and she understood everything.
Reincarnation into a being can not only save countless wronged souls, but also protect the remaining Witch Clan.
This is not only a personal opportunity, but also the last chance for the Witch Clan to survive.
If we don't do this, we might be purged by Kunpeng someday.
Houtu felt reassured and knew what she had to do.
Then, she forced out a drop of essence blood, brimming with the Wutu Qi; this was the Pangu Essence Blood, the Ancestral Witch.
This action startled Qiangliang, Xuanming, Zhurong.
That was so sudden!
"Sister, what are you doing?" Xuanming grabbed Houtu and asked in astonishment.
Houtu forced a smile and said, "I will transform into the Reincarnation to save these homeless souls, thus ensuring the continuation of my Witch Clan's lineage."
She then divided her essence into three drops, giving one to each of Xuanming, Qiangliang, Zhurong.
"These three drops of essence blood are for you to absorb and refine to enhance your strength."
Houtu didn't offer much explanation; given the intelligence of their Ancestral Witch, it would probably take a long time to explain—it was too complicated.
There isn't enough time for her.
"Sister, are you going to die?" Qiangliang was heartbroken and reluctant to let go, and he even tried to stuff the third of the essence blood in his hand back into Houtu's mouth.
Deep within the Sea of Blood, the Ancestor Minghe watched coldly.
"These foolish Ancestral Witch have come to my Sea of Blood again. Is there something here that attracts them?"
"Even if it were there, why didn't I notice it?"
"Or perhaps you're trying to seize my territory?"
Minghe's gaze shifted, chillingly cold. After a moment's thought, he decided to take a look first; it was too dangerous outside right now.
He dared not show his face.
Thinking of what had happened not long ago, Minghe couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine.
After Houtu finished distributing her essence and blood, she walked to the Sea of Blood under the puzzled gaze of the Ancestral Witch.
She looked up at the endless sky, which was beyond comprehension and immeasurable.
"To establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation, one needs to swear an oath to the heavens...?"
"The Primordial World was created by the Father God Pangu. I will transform into the Six Paths of Reincarnation to complete the Primordial World. Must I swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao?"
She fell into deep thought, feeling somewhat unwilling, when suddenly, a faint, ethereal voice, like celestial music, rang in her mind.
"The Great Dao... The Great Dao..."
At that moment, Houtu was stunned, her gaze filled with shock, as if she had seen something.
Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.
His eyes gleamed with an astonishing light.
Houtu no longer hesitated, her figure slowly rising, and a delicate shout resounded throughout the entire Nether Sea of Blood.
"By the Great Dao above, I am the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, the Ancestral Witch Houtu. Moved by the suffering of all living beings and the wandering souls with nowhere to go, I now vow to transform myself into Reincarnation to find a home for all the spirits of the Primordial World!"