Overriding the Heavenly Court, Guiding Reincarnation

Twelve horrified gazes fell in unison upon Li Qingxiao.

Dijiang, the Grand Ancestral Witch, abruptly narrowed his pupils, while the Time Ancestral Witch, Zhu Jiuyin, drew in a sharp breath.

As beings formed from Pangu's direct ancestral essence, they were exceptionally sensitive to their Father God's aura.

They clearly sensed that the fleshly vitality dormant within Li Qingxiao's body at this moment

had completely shed the shackles of an ordinary innate divine body's limitations, becoming utterly pure!

It was unmistakably a supreme physique on the same level as the [Twelve Ancestral Witches], identical to theirs in every way!

Even when it came to the pressure of the Great Dao laws,

Li Qingxiao appeared even more vast and unfathomable, making it utterly impossible to glimpse his limits!

"The Great Venerable's fleshly body... has actually attained a divine body of the same origin as the Father God?!"

A monstrous wave surged through Dijiang's heart.

He immediately withdrew all his baleful aura and strode down from the divine altar,

his face filled with wild joy and heartfelt respect.

Dijiang clasped his fists and bowed solemnly,

then personally led Li Qingxiao toward the central throne at the very heart of the divine hall:

"We didn't know the Great Venerable was coming, so we failed to welcome you from afar! Great Venerable, please take your seat!"

Houtu's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance as she looked at the white-robed young man before her, whose bearing surpassed even that of the past. The heavy stone in her heart quietly fell away.

Outside the divine hall, the several million Wu warriors responsible for patrols saw that familiar white-robed figure,

and likewise raised the giant axes and long spears in their hands, erupting into fervent cheers that shook Heaven and earth:

"We pay our respects to the Great Venerable!!"

"May the Great Venerable remain imperishable through ten thousand tribulations!!"

The rolling waves of sound displayed Li Qingxiao's supreme prestige among the Wu to its fullest.

Li Qingxiao took the opportunity to sit in the central seat and gently raised a hand toward the Ancestral Witches with a mild expression:

"There's no need for such formalities, brothers. Please take your seats."

After the Ancestral Witches had all taken their places, Dijiang looked solemnly at Li Qingxiao and spoke in a deep voice:

"The Great Venerable must have learned on the way here that those two mongrel birds, Di Jun and Taiyi, established the Heavenly Court in the Thirty-Three Heavens. They are outrageously arrogant."

"We were just discussing gathering hundreds of millions of our warriors, storming the Ninth Heaven, and crushing the Lingxiao Palace!"

"The Great Venerable's wisdom reaches the heavens. May we ask what strategy you have for defeating the Yao? We are willing to follow your command!"

As soon as these words left his mouth, hot-tempered Ancestral Witches such as Zhurong and Gonggong also looked toward Li Qingxiao, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches' fervent gazes, Li Qingxiao remained calm and gently shook his head.

"We cannot attack Heaven."

Li Qingxiao's voice was clear and steady, yet carried supreme power capable of calming the heart:

"My brothers have only seen the momentum of the Yao Heavenly Court's establishment, but failed to see the chess game of Heaven and Earth behind it."

Li Qingxiao rose to his feet. His gaze was as unfathomable as an abyss as he calmly analyzed the situation:

"First, the Yao Heavenly Court has just been established, and Heaven's Dao has bestowed merit upon it. It is currently under the protection of Heaven's Dao and the prevailing destiny."

"To attack Heaven now would be to clash head-on with Heaven's Dao and its destiny. We would surely suffer the backlash of Heaven's Dao's karma."

"Second, the Thirty-Three Heavens are the Ancient Heaven Realm, possessing every advantage offered by the stars of the Nine Heavens."

"The Wu warriors were born upon the earth and grew upon the earth,

so if we abandon our foundation on the earth and travel to the Ninth Heaven to fight among the stars, we will be using our weakness to attack the enemy's strength."

"Even if we win, the Wu elite will suffer massive losses, needlessly benefiting the mighty beings secretly watching from the shadows."

This incisive analysis was like a basin of cool divine water,

instantly poured over the heads of Zhurong and the others, abruptly clearing the hot-tempered Ancestral Witches' minds.

"Then... are we supposed to let the Yao trample over us?!"

Zhurong scratched his fiery red scalp and asked, feeling deeply aggrieved.

The corners of Li Qingxiao's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a calm composure that suggested he had everything under control:

"Of course not."

"The Yao wish to rule over the myriad realms, and they rely on the Heavenly Court hanging high above the Nine Heavens."

"However, the Heavenly Court stands in the Nine Heavens. Where does its foundation lie?"

"Sentient beings, spiritual ley lines, earth qi, and the Myriad Races are all upon the earth!"

Divine light flickered in Li Qingxiao's eyes as he spoke, word by word, the eight-character strategy capable of determining the fate of Heaven and Earth:

"Root yourselves in the earth and render the Heavenly Court powerless!"

The spirits of the Ancestral Witches rose greatly. They held their breath and focused intently, listening to the Great Venerable's supreme strategy.

"If the Heavenly Court wishes to rule Heaven, then the Wu shall become the masters of the earth!"

With a sweep of his long sleeves, Li Qingxiao pointed toward the boundless map of the Primordial World:

"My brothers must immediately issue orders and have the Twelve Tribes establish themselves throughout the twelve extreme regions of the Primordial World."

"Set the ley lines in order and control the mountains and rivers,

bringing all the innate spiritual ley lines, divine-material mines, and living beings of the lower realm under the Wu's control."

"Beneath Mount Buzhou, not an inch of land shall be yielded. Across the four seas and eight wildernesses, all shall belong to the Wu Lands!"

Li Qingxiao's voice rang through the hall like jade striking gold:

"If the earth does not serve Heaven, then the Heavenly Court will be a rootless tree, a castle in the air!"

"Let Di Jun and Taiyi issue commands from the Lingxiao Palace as they please,

but if they cannot mobilize even a single blade of grass, a single tree, or a drop of spiritual water in the lower realm,

then this so-called Heavenly Emperor will be nothing more than a self-deceiving joke!"

"Boom!"

This earth-shaking strategy for determining the fate of Heaven and Earth instantly left Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin utterly impressed.

Brilliant!

It was simply brilliant beyond compare!

Rather than clash head-on with the destiny of Heaven's Dao in the Thirty-Three Heavens, they would pull the firewood from beneath the cauldron,

striking directly at the most fundamental foundation of existence and completely isolating and hollowing out the Yao Heavenly Court!

"Hahaha! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!!"

Zhurong slapped his thigh in excitement and roared with laughter:

"The Great Venerable truly is a divine man! Let those mongrel birds drink the northwest wind in the sky!"

Dijiang was even more sincerely convinced and full of praise. He immediately rose and bowed to Li Qingxiao as he accepted the command:

"A single word from the Great Venerable has resolved our Wu clan's crisis and established the foundation of our Wu clan for ten thousand generations!"

"Transmit my Ancestral Witch decree! The Twelve Tribes shall all mobilize, root themselves in the Primordial World, and render the Yao Heavenly Court powerless!"

The Ancestral Witches received their orders and departed. The crisis of a great battle within the divine hall

vanished without a trace under Li Qingxiao's calm and effortless arrangements.

After the discussion ended, the Ancestral Witches all withdrew to mobilize their troops and make arrangements.

Only Houtu remained behind.

A cool breeze swept through the corridor of the divine hall.

Houtu and Li Qingxiao stood side by side, looking down upon the boundless Primordial World below.

Houtu's expression was somewhat desolate, and a trace of compassion shimmered in her beautiful eyes as she spoke softly:

"Brother Qingxiao, although the Wu and Yao have not yet fought a great battle, ever since the Heavenly Court was established, killing and warfare have spread throughout Heaven and Earth."

"Just now, when I returned from Chaos and inspected the various tribes, I saw countless weak living beings across the Primordial World die violent deaths.

Their remnant souls and wandering spirits drifted through the wilderness, torn apart by astral winds as they wailed helplessly, until they finally dissipated into Heaven and Earth."

"Whenever I think of this, my heart aches as if pierced by needles, yet I don't know how to save these suffering beings."

Li Qingxiao turned his head and looked at Houtu, whose heart was filled with compassion. His gaze was exceptionally gentle.

He raised his hand and pointed toward the vast, weighty earth beneath their feet, transmitting his divine sense as he once again illuminated the opportunity for her to attain the Dao:

"Little sister, Heaven's Dao governs life, while the Earthly Dao governs death."

"All things in Heaven and Earth must die if they are born, and only through death can there be life."

"Now, the Heaven and Earth of the Primordial World are incomplete because they lack a [Land of Reincarnation]."

"With such a place, the souls of the dead throughout Heaven and Earth could be gathered there, their sins from previous lives cleansed, and all living beings sent on to reincarnate."