Samsara Takes Shape, Xiao Yan and Xiao Xuan Meet

"Of course, but not now."

Hun Tiandi readily agreed to Xiao Xuan's request. "First, I'll make some changes to this Heavenly Tomb."

With that, he rose and left Xiao Xuan's Tomb Mansion.

Xiao Xuan was also curious about what this Samsara Hun Tiandi intended to create would be like, so he followed him.

Once outside, Hun Tiandi reached out and grasped at the void. A huge black soul body was dragged out, howling all the while.

In the span of a few breaths, its enormous body shrank to the size of a palm and landed in Hun Tiandi's hand.

When the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb saw who was before it, it trembled with fright.

"M-m-m-my lord, what can this humble one do for you?"

Hun Tiandi then took out the Law of Samsara and, heedless of whether the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb lived or died, stuffed it straight inside.

"Gah, no!!!"

The moment the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb saw the Law of Samsara appear, it sensed an extremely dangerous presence from it.

But with its strength, it had no chance of resisting Hun Tiandi.

The instant the Law of Samsara entered its body, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb's will was directly cleansed and erased.

The next second, the entire Heavenly Tomb began to shake violently. In its current state, the Heavenly Tomb could barely withstand the immense power of Samsara.

Hun Tiandi immediately formed a seal with both hands. The spiritual might of a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign erupted, enveloping the entire Heavenly Tomb in an instant.

Xiao Xuan was shocked to see Hun Tiandi make such a move.

"Is this the power of a Dou Di?"

"No, this isn't Dou Di Power!"

Xiao Xuan could not sense even the slightest trace of Dou Qi from Hun Tiandi. The power within Hun Tiandi was actually on a level far above Dou Qi.

"Just what kind of fortuitous encounter did you have?"

As Xiao Xuan murmured to himself, the space within the Heavenly Tomb stabilized under Hun Tiandi's Spiritual Energy.

After merging with the Law of Samsara, the former Soul of the Heavenly Tomb grew quiet. It still possessed a will.

It had merely changed from the space's former vicious, baleful will into a neutral, impartial spirit at the heart of the netherworld, capable of overseeing the turning of the wheel.

Hun Tiandi called it the Samsara Tomb Spirit.

Samsara as a whole was much like a fully automatic machine. Having the Samsara Tomb Spirit as its central core was far from enough; without supporting facilities, the whole cycle of Samsara in the netherworld could not operate.

Hun Tiandi's next step was to transform the first level of the Heavenly Tomb, formerly the low-level energy body area, into the Soul-Guiding Domain.

It would receive the souls of the dead scattered across the entire continent.

His Endless Soul Domain was all too familiar with this line of work.

Hun Tiandi directly connected the space used to house souls in the Endless Soul Domain to it.

In addition, he used the branches the Soul Domain had established across the continent to link the entire continent together once more with formations, ultimately connecting them directly to the Heavenly Tomb.

The second and third levels would require the Samsara Tomb Spirit to exercise its authority.

The second level was the Soul-Cleansing Domain, where the power of the law washed away the souls' memories from before death and everything else belonging to their present lives, leaving only their original True Spirits.

Finally, they would be cast into Samsara on the third level and reincarnated, returning to the Dou Qi Continent in new lives one day.

Hun Tiandi spent several years working in the Heavenly Tomb before completing this whole series of operations.

The Heavenly Tomb had now become a miniature netherworld.

All that remained before it could officially open for operation was to toss Xiao Xuan inside.

Xiao Xuan came to Hun Tiandi's side and glanced at the Heavenly Tomb as it now was, unable to hold back exclamations of wonder.

"Hun Tiandi, this Samsara of yours is truly ingenious."

"I did put quite a lot of effort into creating it, after all. The resources I poured into it alone would have been enough to support more than a dozen Ancient Races."

Hun Tiandi said, "I've already sent word to Xiao Yan. He'll be here shortly."

Xiao Xuan nodded slightly at that, then thanked him.

It just felt a little awkward.

Before long, Xiao Yan crossed through space and arrived, finding another person standing beside his master.

"Master, you sent for me?"

Xiao Yan first bowed slightly to Hun Tiandi, then turned his gaze to Xiao Xuan beside him.

For some reason, Xiao Yan could sense a familiarity from his bloodline in this middle-aged man.

He could not help asking in puzzlement, "Master, who is this senior?"

Hun Tiandi explained with a smile, "Do you remember how I once told you that the Xiao Clan was actually an Ancient Race from the Central Plains?"

Xiao Yan nodded, and a guess formed in his mind.

Then he heard Hun Tiandi say, "This is an ancestor of your Xiao Clan."

Xiao Yan's pupils suddenly contracted. "An ancestor of the Xiao Clan?!"

No wonder he had sensed a familiar bloodline power in him.

At that thought, Xiao Yan could no longer contain his excitement. He dropped to his knees in the void and performed a deep bow.

"Your unworthy descendant Xiao Yan pays his respects, Ancestor!"

Seeing this, Hun Tiandi left first, without disturbing the two of them.

Xiao Xuan hurried forward and helped Xiao Yan up. "Good child, there's no need for such formalities!"

Seeing an outstanding junior of the Xiao Clan again after several thousand years, even Xiao Xuan could not help feeling tears well up in his eyes.

He patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and repeatedly called him good.

The present Xiao Yan was countless times stronger than Xiao Xuan had been in life, and Xiao Xuan's heart was full of joy.

After all, what elder did not want to see the blue dye made from indigo surpass the plant it came from?

"Can you tell me how the Xiao Clan is doing now?"

Xiao Xuan asked a question he was very curious about, though he knew that with Xiao Yan, a Dou Di, among them, the Xiao Clan's power was sure to be more prosperous than ever.

Xiao Yan answered truthfully, "Ancestor, now that I've activated the Dou Di Bloodline, my eldest and second brothers are already Dou Sheng Experts, while most of the clan members are still mainly at the Dou Zun level."

Xiao Xuan was not particularly surprised by this result. After all, Hun Tiandi had already told him how far the Xiao Clan had fallen.

To have gathered such a force in so short a time was already quite good.

What was more, they had Xiao Yan.

Xiao Xuan nodded in satisfaction, then let out a long sigh.

"Come to think of it, it was all my fault. If not for my arrogance back then, perhaps the Xiao Clan would not have fallen so far."

"The Xiao Clan has suffered all these years..."

Xiao Yan was slightly moved. He then asked, "Ancestor, what exactly happened to the Xiao Clan back then? How did it come to such an end?"

With his present strength, he could naturally tell that Xiao Xuan had been a supreme expert who had come very close to becoming a Dou Di in life.

With him as clan leader, how could the Xiao Clan have fallen into decline?

Xiao Xuan fell silent for a moment, but in the end, he did not tell Xiao Yan the truth.

He only told him that, as the power of the Dou Di Bloodline gradually withered, the Xiao Clan would grow weaker with each passing day.

To change that outcome, he had been forced to gather the bloodline power of the entire clan and stake everything on one throw.

But he failed and fell, hastening the Xiao Clan's decline.

He did not mention the Soul Clan at all.

As the Xiao Clan's leader, he had no right to set aside that hatred on behalf of the clan members who had died.

But neither could he sacrifice the present Xiao Clan's future for a grudge that had been buried for thousands of years.

Let all the sins be laid upon him, Xiao Xuan!