Merit Descends from Heaven, Houtu Becomes Reincarnation

Several centuries later, Chen Yang arrived at the outskirts of the Eastern Sea Coast.

By then, the place had become a military camp for the Human Clan. Within the camp stretching for tens of thousands of zhang, rows upon rows of Humans punched in perfect unison.

It was a Martial Dao fist technique. As they practiced it, they could digest the food within their bodies, transform it into a special energy, and temper their own bones.

In several of the camps, Demon Race creatures were slaughtered one after another and thrown into enormous special cauldrons to be cooked.

The mountain-like bodies of the Demon Race were placed into the cauldrons. Once they were cooked, countless Humans began to eat.

Huge chunks of Demon Race flesh were swiftly devoured by the Human Clan. The bones of the Demon Race had now piled up like mountains and rivers.

"I have to say... the scene before us is truly a reversal. When the Demon Race slaughtered the Human Clan in the past, they created much the same sight. Now the Human Clan slaughters the Demon Race and turns them into bloody food, creating this very scene."

A crisp voice drifted over.

Chen Yang looked toward the newcomer, a hint of surprise appearing on his face. "Pingxin! When did you come to the Human Clan?"

Pingxin smiled faintly. "I only just arrived, and then I ran into you."

A smile appeared on Chen Yang's face. "Haha... then that is fate between you and me."

Pingxin smiled lightly as well. "Speaking of which, the Human Clan has been developing extremely quickly lately. With so many Human armies joining forces, slaughtering these Demon Race creatures that have yet to mature is quite easy."

Chen Yang did not say much, merely smiling. "By the way, Pingxin, why did you suddenly come to the Human Clan this time?"

"It is nothing. I simply came to find you and have you walk with me." Pingxin looked at Chen Yang as she spoke.

"Take a walk? Sure. There is nothing much to do now, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in a short time. I will wander around with you..." Chen Yang said with a smile.

They left the Eastern Sea Coast and gazed over the boundless earth.

Pingxin led Chen Yang as they set foot upon the Primordial Wilderness.

They walked one step at a time, leaving footprints behind. They relied neither on divine abilities nor on magical power, simply walking onward.

The Primordial Wilderness was unimaginably vast.

Pingxin and Chen Yang traveled together from the Eastern Sea Coast to the Far North, then turned toward the Western Land before entering the southern region of the Primordial Wilderness.

After walking and stopping along the way, Chen Yang looked toward a certain place and suddenly halted.

"Pingxin... must it truly be this way?"

"You guessed it long ago." Pingxin smiled.

Gravely, Chen Yang said, "I know. Of course I know. From the moment you began heading toward the Blood Sea, I understood everything. Pingxin... there is no need for you to sacrifice yourself to create Reincarnation."

"The birth of Reincarnation was fated as well. Chen Yang... there are some things you simply do not understand, and I cannot tell you about them." Pingxin wore a faint smile.

"What could possibly force you to create Reincarnation?" Chen Yang asked solemnly.

"It is hard to say. Once your strength reaches that level, you will understand. For now, accompany me through this final stretch of the road. Also, do not suppress your breakthrough. It is all right." Pingxin spoke earnestly.

Chen Yang did not answer, nor did he choose to break through.

Chen Yang knew very well that once his Primordial Spirit broke through and Reincarnation was created, it would mean that Reincarnation had been perfected.

Chen Yang was unwilling, and he did not want to keep suppressing himself like this.

Seeing this, Pingxin said nothing and continued walking.

Chen Yang followed her, his gaze growing increasingly solemn and weathered.

In the blink of an eye, several hundred thousand more years passed.

By then, Pingxin and Chen Yang had drawn ever closer to the most filthy place in the Primordial Wilderness.

Within the Primordial Wilderness was a Filth Land. It had been transformed from the navel of Great God Pangu, containing endless negative energy and drawing in the Killing Intent and resentment of the Primordial Wilderness...

All kinds of negative auras condensed there. Moreover, those wailing yin spirits were drawn there as well.

As they approached the place, Chen Yang stopped once more. "Pingxin... must it truly be this way?"

"Chen Yang... many things were decided long ago. Come. It is time for me to fulfill my mission." Pingxin said.

Chen Yang shook his head, unwilling to leave, and simply remained where he was.

After countless years of companionship, Chen Yang had long grown accustomed to the girl at his side.

But now, the girl before him was about to leave. How could Chen Yang bear it?

Chen Yang did not want to go forward, but Pingxin smiled faintly, took his hand, and led him onward.

Chen Yang fell silent. Feeling the Blood Sea drawing ever nearer, he could not help but say, "Pingxin... there are other ways to create Reincarnation. There is no need to rely on you..."

"I know. Perhaps Reincarnation could be created through other methods. But that Reincarnation would ultimately not be the Reincarnation the Primordial Wilderness wants. Moreover, my creation of Reincarnation involves far too much, far too much..." Pingxin sighed.

Chen Yang fell silent.

He naturally knew the truth behind Houtu becoming Reincarnation.

Within the Blood Sea, endless filthy souls wailed, drawn by some special power. In the end, they merged into a unique Dao rhythm and became a special race.

The Asura Race, a race created by Minghe, a great power of the Primordial Wilderness.

Now, Pingxin released her aura, causing countless souls within the Blood Sea to undergo changes. It was as though they yearned for something, and as though they were pleading. They seemed to know that Pingxin could create Reincarnation. With Reincarnation, they would be able to be reborn.

Thinking of this, countless souls instinctively knelt and worshiped Pingxin.

Pingxin remained silent as the Blood Sea churned. A red-robed Daoist emerged from within. His expression was cold and sinister, and his entire body carried a murderous aura, as though he had been formed from slaughter itself.

Chen Yang recognized this red-robed Daoist. He was Minghe, the great power born from the Blood Sea.

Minghe looked at Chen Yang, then at Pingxin, and said, "Fellow Daoist Houtu... why have you come this time?"

Pingxin did not say much. She merely said, "To create Reincarnation!"

"Hiss... Fellow Daoist Houtu, you must be joking. We all understand the uniqueness of the path of Reincarnation in the Primordial Wilderness. Yet there are very few in the Primordial Wilderness who can cultivate the Great Path of Reincarnation. To create the Reincarnation of the Primordial Wilderness is simply not very possible." Minghe clearly understood something.

"Since my birth, the Great Path of Reincarnation has been nurtured within me. If I use my body to create Reincarnation and make up for the flaws in the Primordial Wilderness created by Father God, can Reincarnation then be created?" Pingxin asked earnestly.

"Hiss... are your words true, Fellow Daoist..." Minghe could not help but be shocked.

"Of course they are true. Furthermore, the Blood Sea itself is the Land of Reincarnation. It passively draws in countless yin spirits from within the Primordial Wilderness. Thus, Reincarnation shall be created here as well." Pingxin said casually.

"The Blood Sea? If Fellow Daoist needs it, take whatever you wish. However, I hope that the Asura Tribe can be added to the path of Reincarnation." Minghe said.

"Do not worry. The Asura Tribe will be within it." As Pingxin spoke, a mysterious aura emerged from her body.

The mysterious aura rose, and Chen Yang knew at once that Pingxin's creation of Reincarnation had become an unalterable conclusion.

When Pingxin and Minghe had spoken earlier, Chen Yang had not known what to say. But now, watching Pingxin create Reincarnation, reluctance filled his heart. "Pingxin..."

Pingxin smiled faintly, her entire body carrying an air of compassion. "Chen Yang... it is time for me to go. Time for me to fulfill my mission..."

The moment those words fell, beneath a vast and unparalleled will between heaven and earth, a compassionate heart reappeared.

At that moment, compassionate light descended upon the Primordial Wilderness, accompanied by a mournful cry.

The Primordial Wilderness was thrown into upheaval, awakening everyone.

"What happened? Has some great event occurred in the Primordial Wilderness?"

"I do not know. It seems to be in the direction of the Blood Sea."

"Hiss, the battle form of Ancestor Shaman Houtu..."

Everyone looked toward the Blood Sea in astonishment.

At that moment, a vast figure appeared above the Blood Sea.

That figure was naturally Pingxin's figure. She transformed into her battle form, unleashed her Heavenly Dharma Form, and stood between heaven and earth.

Radiant light shone from Pingxin's body, compassionate auspicious clouds coiling around her. That aura of grieving for heaven and pitying mankind spread through the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Many people guessed what was happening, and stunned expressions appeared on their faces.

Pingxin was like a deity, her might soaring to the heavens as she revealed the aura of the Primordial Unity Realm.

"Father God above, the Primordial Wilderness now lacks Reincarnation. I, your daughter Houtu, am willing to use the flesh of the Primordial Unity Realm and the Great Path of Reincarnation within me to create the Reincarnation of the Primordial Wilderness." The figure Pingxin had become spoke, her voice like thunder as it spread throughout the Primordial Wilderness for all to hear.

Pingxin was wrapped in compassion, becoming uniquely noble and uniquely sacred.

The entire Primordial Wilderness was shaken. The entire Primordial Wilderness fell silent. The entire Primordial Wilderness was horrified.

The living beings of the Primordial Wilderness knelt one after another in worship. Their mournful cries and shouts were filled with boundless grief.

Many great powers of the Primordial Wilderness sighed with countless emotions, then ultimately bowed toward the Blood Sea.

The saints did the same, filled with respect. Yet none of them bowed; they merely fell silent.

At that moment, heaven and earth converged, and time flowed like light. Pingxin's body began to change, transforming toward Reincarnation.

A magnificent Dao rhythm emerged, as though something terrifying within the Primordial Wilderness had awakened. In the end, Pingxin's body gradually dissipated and transformed into a Reincarnation. It was Dao Dissolution, and it was also tempering.

Her body transformed, gradually forming a unique Reincarnation Divine Wheel. It was a supreme treasure, spinning as it Devoured endless energy, tore through endless void, and finally floated above the Blood Sea.

As it spun, the aura of Reincarnation transformed and formed a special grand formation. It spread across half the Blood Sea before finally concealing the Reincarnation Divine Wheel.

At that moment, Pingxin completely disappeared. Only the indistinct Reincarnation Divine Wheel remained, black in color and carrying endless Dao rhythm as it radiated terrifying power of Reincarnation. It was the supreme treasure formed from Pingxin's body. In terms of quality, it was absolutely a supreme treasure, a treasure of Reincarnation formed from the refinement of a body in the Primordial Unity Realm.

Under that aura, endless souls surged into it and, with its rotation, entered reincarnation and were reborn.

Reincarnation condensed, and countless Merits descended from heaven.

At that moment, vast Merit manifested, blanketing heaven and covering earth, just as when Nuwa created humanity.

Beneath the endless Merit, it flowed into Reincarnation, into Minghe, and into Chen Yang as well.

That was right, Chen Yang received some too. He felt the vastness of Reincarnation and the immensity of Merit.

Yet Chen Yang did not care about the Merit. He merely stared into Reincarnation and shouted, "Pingxin..."