Many mighty beings of the Primordial World stepped out of their Daoist Abodes in astonishment.
Who could have imagined that someone else would attain Sainthood so soon?
Everyone was guessing who it could be.
By now, they understood the purpose of those meditation cushions quite clearly.
They were essentially tied to Sainthood.
"Could the Demon Emperor have attained Sainthood? The Demon Tribe's Heavenly Court will be even stronger now."
"Could it be Fuxi or Houtu? Why was there no Saint's proclamation this time?"
While everyone puzzled over it, the celestial music of the Great Dao grew ever more ethereal, and boundless merit emerged throughout the Primordial World.
Soul after soul drifted into the air, and Netherworld Gates appeared across the Primordial World.
Everyone watched this scene in astonishment.
They had not been particularly surprised when others attained Sainthood before, but this time, something felt distinctly different.
Those pitiable souls vanished one after another, until not a single wandering soul remained in the entire Primordial World.
And what was Houtu doing, having just merged with the Earthly Dao?
She was establishing tribe after tribe, bustling about tirelessly.
Every soul that descended was assigned to a tribe by her.
For the moment, these souls were all muddleheaded, but once the Yin Spirit Energy stabilized, their awareness would return.
According to their plans for the Underworld's realm of reincarnation.
Every soul would receive guidance and settle within a tribe.
Once she had made arrangements for all the souls.
Houtu began constructing the Underworld's basic framework.
Following Wang Shi's guidance, all important positions in the Underworld would be held by members of the Witch Clan.
But the Witch Clan certainly did not have enough members, and their abilities were inadequate as well. They would need extensive training.
Of course, all of that was a