The Dao's voice spread throughout the Primordial World, shaking heaven and earth.
Houtu floated in the void, deep, ghostly light blooming around her.
The entire Sea of Blood began to churn violently. The souls that had struggled within it for countless years all raised their heads, and a glimmer of hope unexpectedly appeared in their hollow eyes.
At this moment, all living beings of the Primordial World stopped what they were doing and looked into the distance.
In a Human Race settlement, Ye Fan was teaching Shi Hao and the others the cultivation methods of the Cosmic Universe.
He suddenly stopped, raised his head toward the Sea of Blood, sensed the vast fluctuations of the Law of Reincarnation, and murmured,
"In the legends of my previous life, Lady Houtu sacrificed herself to become Reincarnation, remaining forever in the Netherworld and never appearing in the world again. Could this scene mean that the fate of old is about to repeat itself?"
After hearing this, Duobao turned and stared at Ye Fan for a long while before shifting his gaze toward the Sea of Blood. His tone carried a hint of ease.
"Junior Brother Ye, the great Pangu is still alive, and the Witch and Demon Clans have not all fallen. Perhaps things will be different."
Ye Fan froze for a moment, then smiled in relief.
"I was merely lamenting. Senior Brother Duobao is right. In this Supreme Primordial World, perhaps everything has changed."
Shi Hao, Wushi, and the masked woman also gathered around at this time. As they listened to Ye Fan recount the story from later-era records of Houtu sacrificing herself for the Dao, their eyes filled with respect.
The masked woman gazed toward the Sea of Blood, her fingers rubbing the edge of her skirt as she muttered softly,