Without a doubt!
The lingering true spirit Gu Changqing had summoned belonged to Fuxi.
That was precisely why he had made this special trip to the Underworld.
He had originally thought Houtu would surely ask a few questions.
And given the former relationship between the Witch and Demon Clans, entering reincarnation would not be so easy for Fuxi.
But Gu Changqing had never expected Houtu to be so decisive. Without a word of needless talk, she had summoned the entrance to the human realm path.
That had saved him a great deal of trouble.
Coming back to his senses, Gu Changqing wasted no words either.
With a sweep of his hand, the lingering true spirit became a faintly flickering streak of light and flew toward the human realm path.
Within moments, it vanished from everyone's sight.
At the very instant it disappeared, a voice seemed to sound from somewhere unseen.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Changqing..."
Only Gu Changqing could hear those words.
There was no longer any hostility in that voice, only profound gratitude.
It was easy to imagine that Fuxi, back when he had belonged to the Demon Court, had felt both hatred and fury toward Gu Changqing.
Yet this battle, which had claimed his life and extinguished his Dao, had allowed Fuxi to find renewal through destruction and understand everything.
From beginning to end, he-and even the Witch and Demon Clans-had been nothing more than pieces on a chessboard beneath the Heavenly Dao's great momentum.
Only Gu Changqing could allow him to reincarnate, cultivate anew, and live another life.
Moreover, Fuxi knew that Gu Changqing had not done this on a sudden whim.
After all, had he acted even a moment later, Fuxi's true spirit would have been utterly destroyed, ceasing to exist.
That made Fuxi all the