Billions of miles from the Netherworld Sea of Blood, on Shouyang Mountain.
When Yuanshi and Laozi looked toward the Netherworld Sea of Blood and saw Buddha light surging into the sky above it, both froze slightly.
What were those two fellow disciples, Jieyin and Zhunti, doing?
Didn't they know the Netherworld Sea of Blood had a new master now?
Especially when they saw the endless vengeful ghosts transformed into novice monks outside the great pearl where Jieyin and Zhunti sat cross-legged, ten thousand fathoms beneath the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Laozi let out a soft sigh.
It was over.
This battle probably couldn't be avoided.
Not only would the Twelve Ancestral Witches come looking for trouble with Jieyin and Zhunti, but even the Heavenly Dao would probably come after them.
Converting so many vengeful ghosts at once had already disrupted the operation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Especially now, with the Six Paths of Reincarnation only just established, converting so many vengeful ghosts had already disrupted the workings of the Heavenly Dao's rules. With them carrying on like this, it would be a miracle if the Heavenly Dao didn't punish them.
"They really are courting death."
Yuanshi's eyes turned cold at the sight. After a cold snort, he paid it no further attention.
The War of the Liches had only just ended, and the era of the Human Race's rise was about to begin. Even Fuxi had already entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation to begin his rebirth.
Instead of planning how to spread their own teachings during the Human Race's rise, Jieyin and Zhunti had chosen this moment to go scavenging in the Netherworld Sea of Blood, converting vengeful ghosts with little merit or fortune.
They had provoked the Twelve Ancestral Witches for such flyspeck profits.
It truly