Heavenly Merit Descends, Houtu Transforms into Reincarnation

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

By now, this place had become a military camp for the Human Clan. Within the camp stretching for thousands of zhang, rows upon rows of Human Clan members stood in perfect formation, punching in unison.

It was a martial arts boxing technique. As they practiced it, it digested the food within their bodies, transformed it into special energy, and tempered their bones.

In several military camps, Demon Race members were slaughtered one after another and tossed into enormous special cauldrons to be cooked.

Demon Race bodies as large as small mountains were thrown into the cauldrons. Once they were cooked, countless Human Clan members began eating.

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

"I have to say... the scene before us is truly a reversal. When the Demon Race once slaughtered the Human Clan, it created a similar sight. Now the Human Clan is slaughtering the Demon Race and turning them into food, creating the same scene."

A clear voice drifted over.

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

Pingxin smiled faintly. "I just arrived, and I happened to run into you."

A smile appeared on Chen Yang's face. "Haha... that is the fate between us."

Pingxin smiled softly as well. "Speaking of which, the Human Clan has developed extremely quickly lately. With so many Human Clan armies joining forces, slaughtering these Demon Race members who have yet to mature is quite easy."

Chen Yang said nothing more and merely smiled. "By the way, Pingxin, why did you suddenly come to the Human Clan this time?"

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

"Take a walk? Fine. There is nothing much to do now, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the short term. Then I will stroll around with you..." Chen Yang said with a smile.

They left the Eastern Sea Coast and gazed upon the vast land.

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

They walked step by step, leaving footprints behind them. They relied neither on divine abilities nor mana, simply walking onward.

The Primordial Wilderness was unimaginably vast.

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

They walked and rested along the way. Chen Yang looked toward a certain place and suddenly stopped.

"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 matters you simply do not understand, and I cannot tell you about them." Pingxin wore a faint smile.

"What matter could force you to create reincarnation?" Chen Yang asked solemnly.

"It is difficult to explain. Once your strength reaches that point, 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 his Primordial Spirit's breakthrough, combined with the creation of reincarnation, would mean the completion of reincarnation.

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

Seeing this, Pingxin said nothing and began walking again.

Chen Yang followed, the gravity in his eyes deepening, his gaze growing ever more weathered.

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

By now, Pingxin and Chen Yang had drawn ever closer to the filthiest place within the Primordial Wilderness.

Within the Primordial Wilderness was a land of filth. It had been formed from the navel of Great God Pangu, containing endless negative energy and drawing in the Killing Intent, resentment, and more from throughout the Primordial Wilderness...

Countless negative auras condensed there. Those wailing ghostly spirits were also drawn into this place.

As they neared it, 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. He did not wish to leave and simply remained where he was.

After accompanying her for countless years, Chen Yang had long grown accustomed to the woman by his side.

Yet now, the woman before him was about to depart. How could Chen Yang bear it?

Chen Yang did not wish to go forward, but Pingxin merely smiled lightly and took his hand, leading him onward.

Chen Yang fell silent. Feeling the Blood Sea drawing nearer and nearer, he could not help saying, "Pingxin... there may be other ways to create reincarnation. There is no need to rely on you..."

"I know. Perhaps reincarnation could be created through other methods. However, the reincarnation created that way ultimately would not be the reincarnation the Primordial Wilderness desires. Furthermore, my creation of reincarnation involves far too much, far too much..." Pingxin said with a sigh.

Chen Yang fell silent.

Naturally, he knew the truth behind Houtu transforming into reincarnation.

Within the Blood Sea, endless filthy souls wailed, or perhaps they were drawn by some special force. In the end, they merged into a special Dao rhythm and transformed into a unique race.

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

Now, Pingxin's aura spread out, causing countless souls within the Blood Sea to undergo changes. They seemed yearning, yet also pleading. It was as though they knew that Pingxin could create reincarnation; with reincarnation, they could be reborn.

At this thought, countless souls instinctively knelt and worshiped Pingxin.

Pingxin remained silent as the Blood Sea churned. A Daoist in crimson robes emerged from within. His expression was cold and sinister, and he carried murderous intent all over his body, as though he had been formed from slaughter itself.

Chen Yang recognized this crimson-robed Daoist. He was Minghe, the great expert 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 said little, merely replying, "To create reincarnation!"

"Hiss... Fellow Daoist Houtu, you must be joking. We all understand the uniqueness of reincarnation within the Primordial Wilderness. Yet there are very few within the Primordial Wilderness who can cultivate the Great Path of Reincarnation. Creating the reincarnation of the Primordial Wilderness is simply not very possible." Minghe understood something as well.

"Since my birth, the Great Path of Reincarnation has been nurtured within my body. I will use my body to create reincarnation and make up for the flaws in the Primordial Wilderness created by Father God. In that case, can reincarnation be created?" Pingxin asked seriously.

"Hiss... Are Fellow Daoist's words true..." Minghe could not help but be shaken.

"Of course they are true. Moreover, the Blood Sea was originally a place of reincarnation. It passively draws in countless ghostly spirits from within the Primordial Wilderness. Therefore, reincarnation shall be created here as well." Pingxin said casually.

"The Blood Sea? Fellow Daoist may take whatever you need. However, I hope that the Asura Race may be added to the path of reincarnation." Minghe said.

"Rest assured, the Asura Race will be within it." As Pingxin spoke, a profound aura emerged from her body.

As the profound aura rose, Chen Yang knew clearly that Pingxin's creation of reincarnation had become an unalterable conclusion.

During Pingxin and Minghe's earlier conversation, Chen Yang had not known what to say. Now, watching Pingxin create reincarnation, reluctance welled up in his heart. "Pingxin..."

Pingxin smiled faintly, her entire body suffused with compassion. "Chen Yang... it is time for me to go. It is time for me to fulfill my mission..."

As these words fell, beneath the vast and peerless will of heaven and earth, a compassionate heart emerged once more.

At that moment, compassionate light descended upon the Primordial Wilderness, along with a mournful cry.

The Primordial Wilderness erupted in turmoil, awakening everyone.

"What happened? Has some great event occurred within 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 this moment, an immense figure emerged above the Blood Sea.

That figure was naturally Pingxin's. She had transformed into her battle form, displaying the Heavenly Dharma Form as she stood between heaven and earth.

Auspicious radiance shone from Pingxin's body, compassionate clouds gathering around her. That air of sorrow for heaven and pity for mankind spread outward, filling the entire Primordial Wilderness.

Many people guessed what was happening, and their expressions turned blank.

Pingxin stood like a deity, her majesty soaring to the heavens as the aura of the Primordial Unity Realm emerged around her.

"Father God above, the Primordial Wilderness now lacks reincarnation. Your daughter Houtu is willing to use her body of the Primordial Unity Realm and the Great Path of Reincarnation within her 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 possessed of a unique nobility and sacredness.

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 and worshiped one after another. Their mournful cries and shouts were filled with boundless grief.

Seeing this, many great experts of the Primordial Wilderness were overcome with emotion. In the end, they bowed toward the Blood Sea.

The Saints did the same, filled with respect. However, they did not bow and instead all fell silent.

At that moment, heaven and earth converged, and the years flashed by like light. Pingxin's body began to change, transforming toward reincarnation.

A majestic 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 cycle of reincarnation. This was the transformation into Dao, and also a tempering.

Her body transformed, gradually forming a special Reincarnation Divine Wheel. It was a supreme treasure, spinning as it devoured endless energy and tore apart endless void before ultimately floating above the Blood Sea.

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

At that moment, Pingxin completely vanished. Only the faintly visible 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 forged from the body of one in the Primordial Unity Realm.

Beneath that aura, endless souls poured into it and, with its rotation, entered the cycle of rebirth.

As reincarnation condensed, countless heavenly merits descended.

At that moment, vast heavenly merit manifested, covering heaven and earth like when Nuwa had created humanity.

Amid the endless heavenly merit, some flowed into reincarnation, while some flowed into Minghe and Chen Yang.

That was right, Chen Yang received some as well. He felt the vastness of reincarnation and the immensity of heavenly merit.

However, Chen Yang paid no heed to the heavenly merit. He merely stared into reincarnation and cried out, "Pingxin..."