"The souls of the dead entered the Netherworld, then gained new life through it."
In Qing Xuan's palm, the two currents of yin and yang stood on opposite sides.
"Life and death returning in succession-that is reincarnation."
Houtu softly repeated the word, her gaze following the Dao light into the distance.
The yin currents once mingled with the resentment of the Blood Sea now revealed their respective origins.
She could even follow one strand of aura to sense a great, rushing river in the world of the living.
The river flowed through mountains, and plants grew from the soil along its banks.
Faint sparks of life constantly vanished in the water. The remaining souls sank with the yin energy, ultimately converging in this Netherworld beneath her feet.
Yet within that river, new life was still taking shape.
Houtu bent down and pressed her palm against the earth.
Xuanhuang Dao Light spread along the yin currents, first following that river, then connecting to more distant mountains and waterways.
The lands of the Primordial World she had traversed over the years gradually joined with the dark land before her within her perception.
Qing Xuan steadied the surging energies where yin and yang met, without interrupting her.
Waves still rose and fell on the Blood Sea. Minghe glanced over, then withdrew his gaze and led the Asuras gathering near the shore farther away.
Beneath Houtu's palm, earth energy gradually condensed into a hazy Dao image.
The yin currents that had always converged downward rounded a bend at the far end of the Netherworld and, following the Xuanhuang Dao Light, tried to reconnect with the world of the living.
Before they touched, the entire Dao image began to sway, as though it might break apart at its center at any moment.
Houtu instinctively strengthened