Immediately afterward, the soup entered his stomach.
His battered soul actually began to recover.
Under the Power of Samsara, the cracks steadily healed, and his once-dim soul light grew bright again.
At the same time, fragments of his memories from his past life began to slowly dissipate.
The suffering he had endured, the humiliation he had borne, and the experiences that had left him wishing for death all gradually faded away at that moment.
At last, the departed soul became whole again.
He bowed respectfully to Meng Po, then stepped through the Gate of Samsara.
The next instant, an entirely new world appeared within the Gate of Samsara.
There were mountains and rivers, the sun, moon, and stars, and countless new lives waiting to be born.
The departed soul turned into a beam of light and merged into it.
With that, a cycle of reincarnation was formally completed.
And this was only the beginning.
More and more departed souls came before Meng Po.
Some had powerful soul origins and could withstand the full baptism of reincarnation.
Others were so fragile that they struggled even to maintain their own forms.
Bibi Dong did not treat every departed soul the same way.
She gave each soul a different degree of protection according to the strength of its origin.
Those with strong souls were allowed to undergo the baptism of reincarnation naturally and enter their next lives whole.
Those with weaker souls received more nourishment from the Power of Samsara, restoring their origins and ensuring they could bear life in their next incarnation.
As for souls unable to bear a complete life form, Bibi Dong also arranged suitable forms of life for them in accordance with the rules of reincarnation.
Some became birds, soaring between heaven and earth.
Some became fish, swimming freely through rivers, lakes, and seas.
Others became plants in the mountains and forests, living through the passage of time and feeling the vitality of heaven and earth.
Everything had its appointed course.
Yet it was not as simple as casting every departed soul into the same cycle of reincarnation.
What Meng Po did was ensure that every soul could find a destination suited to it.
This was reincarnation in the truest sense!
Countless people on Douluo Star were utterly stunned by the sight.
They had thought that the so-called Meng Po Soup merely made departed souls forget their pasts.
But now, it seemed things were far from that simple.
Meng Po could not only wash away memories, but also act directly upon a soul's origin.
Even the form of life a departed soul could bear in its next incarnation was under her control!
Such authority was simply beyond imagination!
"My heavens! So this is the kind of power Lady Meng Po commands!"
"Even damaged souls can be repaired? Doesn't that mean anyone who enters the Underworld can gain a new life in the truest sense?"
"This is reincarnation! It's not just being reborn after death-even the soul's origin must undergo baptism!"
"No wonder the Underworld needs Meng Po! Without her, how could departed souls safely enter their next lives?"
"Too powerful! Lady Meng Po is practically the god of reincarnation!"
For a time, the entire Douluo Continent buzzed with discussion.
Many ordinary people who had known little about the Underworld finally understood Meng Po's true duty.
Zhong Tian was responsible for judgment, Black and White Impermanence for escorting the dead, and Meng Po for reincarnation.
These seemingly independent duties together formed the complete order of the Underworld.
And that meant the Underworld was not merely a place where the wicked were punished.
It also provided a destination for countless departed souls!
Such power had already far surpassed ordinary Soul Masters' understanding of death.
This was especially true for ordinary people who had been oppressed by nobles, some of whom could not even find peace after death.
To them, the existence of the Underworld was simply a kind of protection beyond imagination.
Yet unlike the jubilant ordinary people of Douluo Star, quite a few gods in the Divine Realm had turned pale.
The authority Meng Po wielded was simply too important.
The soul's origin, the rules of reincarnation, the form of life one would take in the next incarnation...
These were no longer domains in which ordinary gods could casually interfere.
What was more, Bibi Dong now possessed level 156 Soul Power.
If she were allowed to return to Douluo Star with that power, the Underworld's influence would surely expand once again.
When that happened, the Divine Realm's control over Douluo Star would likely suffer an even more serious blow.
The Shrek Seven Devils' expressions also darkened.
They had thought that the Underworld had gained such enormous influence on Douluo Star only through the deterrence of Zhong Tian and the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
But now, it was clear they had underestimated the Underworld.
Zhong Tian alone was enough to make countless nobles tremble with fear.
And Meng Po Bibi Dong controlled the very last threshold of reincarnation.
Such a figure could never be measured simply by the strength of her power.
Tang San's gaze grew increasingly dark.
He knew full well that if the Underworld were allowed to continue expanding its influence, the Divine Realm's foundation on Douluo Star would inevitably be shaken.
And that was the last result he wanted to see.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang had already begun acting on Tang San's earlier arrangements.
He knew full well that the Divine Realm no longer had much time to wait and watch.
The Underworld was establishing its own order on Douluo Star.
If the Divine Realm still failed to act, then once Bibi Dong truly returned and more ghosts and gods of the Underworld entered Douluo Star, it would likely be even harder for the Divine Realm to regain the initiative.
So Yu Xiaogang hesitated no longer.
He began contacting the noble factions threatened by Zhong Tian's judgment, preparing to use their wealth, their Soul Masters, and their connections to expand the Divine Realm's influence on Douluo Star.
This struggle over Douluo Star was clearly no longer confined to clashes of power between gods.
It was gradually becoming a struggle over order between the Underworld and the Divine Realm!
But while the various factions each harbored their own thoughts, the images in the sky had yet to end.
On the banks of the Yellow Springs, Bibi Dong remained seated there.
Countless departed souls stood in a long line, waiting to receive their own baptism of reincarnation.
Meng Po continued to hand out bowls of soup.
Every bowl of Meng Po Soup marked the end of a past life and the beginning of an entirely new one.
And as the number of departed souls continued to grow, the Power of Samsara around Bibi Dong began to gradually rise.
That power seemed to connect to endless space and time, shaking the entire Road to the Yellow Springs.
Immediately afterward, a magnificent voice rang out from the sky once more.
[At this moment, Meng Po's baptism of countless souls will formally begin!]
[When Meng Po truly begins to baptize countless souls, her most powerful ability will be fully revealed!]
Rumble!
As the voice in the sky fell silent, boundless waves of reincarnation suddenly surged over the Yellow Springs.
Countless souls blazed with light at the same time.
At that moment, the people and Soul Masters of the entire Douluo Star erupted once again!