Primordial Origin Supreme Divine Temple.
There is no time, no space, no concept here.
There is only eternal "quiet" and "nothing".
Gu Changqing is still lying on the Supreme Divine Throne that evolved from Chaos Divine Jade, with a lazy posture, as if it has not changed since ancient times.
He slept peacefully.
Ever since Interception Sect those noisy guys were sent to work as handymen, the whole world has become Qingjing.
Xiaotian Dog is also honest and spends most of the time lying at his feet and taking a nap.
Faith Star River, contributed by hundreds of millions of living beings, was used by him as a night light, with just enough brightness to avoid dazzling the eyes.
He was very satisfied with this simple and boring life.
However, just when he was about to turn over and change to a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.
His brows, which had never wavered in hundreds of years, frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Something has come in.
It's not Tongtian and those handymen, nor Yang Jian Nezha and them.
It's a wisp... very weak, very humble, with an aura of endless despair and death.
Like a lost insect, it breaks into the kingdom of gods.
"Noisy."
Gu Changqing A thought flashed in his mind.
He didn't even bother to open his eyes, an idea of erasure was about to arise.
For him, the way to deal with this "source of noise" is to completely delete it from the existential plane.
But at this moment.
That little bug-like Divine Sense seemed to have exhausted all its strength and could no longer move forward, so it just stopped in the center of the empty and vast Great Hall.
Then, it made an action.
Kneel down.
An illusory figure of a woman wearing plain palace clothes appeared from the ray of Divine Sense light.
She knelt on the cold jade ground, her body trembling as if she was under unimaginable pressure.
She cannot see the existence on Divine Throne, because the "nothing" there is beyond the limit of her understanding.
She could only feel that it was the source of Supreme.
"Woo... Woo..."
The sadness, grievance, and despair that had been suppressed for endless years completely burst at this moment.
Divine Sense of Houtu just knelt in the empty Great Hall, like a helpless child, sobbing.
Her cry was very soft, but it contained a compassion that could infect all things.
That's not crying for yourself.
But she weeps for the souls who are about to have nowhere to go, for the Reincarnation Order that is about to collapse, and for her great love that sacrifices her body for each other but will eventually be shattered.
Gu Changqing was about to erase her thoughts, but stopped.
He finally slowly opened his eyes.
In the eyes, there is no birth and death of Universe, no rotation of Great Dao, there is only pure nothingness.
His eyes fell on the phantom kneeling and crying.
The picture from Divine Sense made him instantly understand the cause and effect.
Nine Nether was in chaos, Minghe rebelled, transformed into Reincarnators, and was trapped in City of Sorrow.
A very clichéd plot.
Before, Gu Changqing wasn't even interested in taking another look.
But now...
His gaze penetrated Houtu's Divine Sense and saw her Dao Fruit core.
That's something... very pure.
Not for sanctification, not for Merit, not for fame and fortune.
Just because he couldn't bear to see the lonely ghosts wandering around, he turned himself into a ferry to carry them to the next life.
This kind of "big love" seems a bit... stupid in Primordial World, which is full of calculations and Slaughter.
Yet, it's so clean that it's a bit dazzling.
Just like a pure white and flawless Lotus Flower blooming in a pond full of mud.
"It's interesting."
Gu Changqing's mouth raised a faint arc.
He found that he seemed to be a little... disturbed.
But it's not because of the cry of Houtu, but because of the Nine Nether place, the shouting "Blood Mosquito" is too noisy.
He doesn't like uncontrolled noise in his back garden.
Houtu was kneeling there, her crying gradually becoming fainter. Her Divine Sense had reached the edge of running out of oil and was about to completely dissipate.
Her heart was filled with endless sadness.
After all... it still doesn't work?
The existence of this Supreme doesn't even pay attention to Dao Ancestor, so how can he care about her little Underworld god?
At the moment when her consciousness was about to sink into eternal darkness.
An indifferent voice, without any emotion, sounded in the empty Great Hall.
"Keep your head up."
Houtu and Divine Sense trembled violently, almost unable to believe their ears.
She tried her best, raised her illusory face full of despair, and looked in the direction of the sound.
She still couldn't see anything.
I can only feel that there seems to be a pair of eyes in the "emptiness", watching me.
"What you want is already known to me."
The voice continued to sound, as calm as water.
"You incarnate Reincarnation, and you have great Merit for all living beings in the world. This Incense Offerings is actually clean."
Incense Offerings?
Houtu was stunned.
Only then did she realize that the wisp of Divine Sense coming from her was the ultimate sacrifice and prayer.
This is dedicating everything of oneself, as well as the entire Underworld and Fortune, to this existence, just to seek the blessing of his A Trace.
This is the highest gift from the land of Netherworld - Netherworld Incense Offerings!
"That's fine."
Gu Changqing's voice was filled with the laziness of A Trace, as if he had just woken up.
"Since you have lit the lamp, I have no reason to let you put it out."
"This Incense Offerings, I will make an exception and accept it."
The moment the words fell.
Houtu felt that something was being pulled out of the Divine Sense that was about to dissipate.
It was a wisp of black and gold Fortune Origin, intertwined with the epitome of Six Paths of Reincarnation, closely connected with her own Dao Fruit.
This wisp of Origin turned into a stream of light, drifted towards the Divine Throne of Supreme, and then disappeared.
Done!
This supreme being accepted her sacrifice!
Houtu felt ecstasy in her heart, and she was about to thank Tianen.
But I heard that voice ring again, with A Trace impatient.
"Now that I have collected your things, I will naturally give you a reward."
"It's just that I don't like being in debt, let alone trouble."
"I'll give it to you once and for all."