At the beginning of the Wilderness, there were only two realms, Heaven and Earth. After the death of the living beings in the world, their souls would wander around and have no place to return to. It was truly pitiful and sad.
Later, there was the Grand Wizard Houtu who felt the sufferings of all living beings and gave up his own Wizard Body to transform into the Netherworld. From then on, the Six Paths of Reincarnation opened up, filling up the gaps between heaven and earth, and finding a chance of survival for all living beings.
Only then did the Wilderness have the Netherworld Realm. It was a place for all living beings to return to silence and then become a place for humans.
Houtu's achievements can last for thousands of years.
This move was second only to Pangu's creation of the world. As a result, he was rewarded by the Heavenly Dao and received boundless merit. He should have become a saint on the spot, but the Ancestral Wizard did not cultivate his primordial spirit and only cultivated his physical body. Losing one's physical body meant returning to the world and death.
As one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Houtu was no exception. Although she had obtained immeasurable Merit, she did not have a body or Vital Spirit to bear it, nor did she have the foundation of the Great Way to connect to the Way of Heaven. She could only die in regret.
Although Houtu died, all living beings did not dare to forget his kindness. Thus, Houtu and Heaven were placed side by side to highlight Houtu's achievements. This was why there was the saying of Huang Tian Houtu.
The Heavenly Dao was selfish, but the Great Dao was fair!
Under the Great Dao, everything had a chance of survival.
Although Houtu died, her soul was still alive.
With the help of the Great Dao, immeasurable merit poured into his body, and he was resurrected after birth, becoming a virtuous sacred body.
Unfortunately…
Although Houtu was lucky enough to survive, she had also formed a primordial spirit and corporeal body. However, he had lost his origin. Even if he had boundless merit, he could not achieve the Origin without the foundation of the Great Dao and the method of proving the Way. He could only reach the late stage of the Sage-to-be.
Even so, the underworld was created by Houtu. In the Netherworld, one could mobilize the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Although he wasn't a Saint, he had the combat strength of a Saint.
He was not a saint, but he was a saint.
It was a pity that success was reincarnation, and failure was reincarnation.
Even though his physical body had turned into the netherworld, the connection between his soul and his physical body had not been severed. Instead, it had become even closer.
As a result, Houtu was trapped in the underworld and could never leave it.
This was also the reason why she had watched the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery die during the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe but did not help them.
It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't do it.
Otherwise, even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun restrained her, Houtu would not be able to ignore it.
The witch race was almost exterminated. Houtu was both sad and regretful. From then on, he was disheartened and lived like a walking corpse. He no longer cared about the matters of the three worlds.
"Once the cycle of reincarnation begins, Houtu will no longer be a witch!”
"Niangniang, back then you sacrificed yourself for righteousness, did you ever regret it?”
"The Wu Tribe lost the Empress, and the Dutian Divine Killing Formation was incomplete. They fought with the Demon Tribe and both sides suffered heavy losses.”
"The Six Sages schemed against the Liches. They were selfish and viewed all living beings as chess pieces. The Empress sacrificed herself to become benevolent and had immeasurable merit, but she did not become a saint without the Primordial Purple Qi. Have you ever hated that the Great Dao is difficult to pacify?"
Ye Tongtian stood in front of the old Meng Po and sighed faintly, as if he was talking to himself or whispering to someone.
If not for that, he would have never thought that Goddess Houtu, who was comparable to a Sage, would be Meng Po of the Netherworld, just like all living beings in Untainted Land…
For many years, Granny Meng had been expressionless and apathetic. She had been brewing Granny Meng's soup for thousands of years.
Who would have thought that she was the real master of the underworld!
"The past is like smoke, why do you need to mention it again?”
Hearing Ye Tongtian's sigh, Meng Po's movements obviously stiffened. Her mouth did not have any intention of opening or closing, but her voice, which was filled with vicissitudes, entered Ye Tongtian's ears.
It seemed to be resentful and regretful…
Too many emotions were contained within.
Ye Tongtian shook his head and said nothing, no longer mentioning the past. He knew very well that it would not be easy to persuade Houtu to leave the mountain.
However, he also knew that no matter what, he had to persuade Houtu and pull her into the Heaven-defying Army.
Although Minghe Zhenyuanzi was strong, he was powerless against a Sage.
However, Houtu was different.
Houtu had immeasurable Merit. As long as she gathered the Real Body of the Ancestor of Sorcery and knew the method of actualizing the Way, she could stand at the Origin.
If he had the support of a Primordial Chaos expert, he would have the greatest guarantee on the path of defying the heavens.
Houtu was the key to everything.
Knowing this, Ye Tongtian changed his train of thought. As he turned around and left, he whispered,""Heaven! The land was vast! Dao was the greatest! There was a Great Dao above the Heavenly Dao. Was the Great Dao the end?”
"My body has been destroyed, and my origin soul is gone. His soul was destroyed, and his truesoul had dissipated. Was it really impossible for the dead to be resurrected?？”
"According to the Chaos legends, the Great Dao uses the River of Fate to control the fate of all living beings. There was also a river of time and space that ran through the past, present, and future, preventing future generations from passing through time and space.”
"If I can transcend the river of fate and step on the reverse flow of time and space. Could he return to the time when the world was first created and all living things were born? If that was the case, wouldn't it be easy to defy the heavens and change fate?”
"Even if the rumors are wrong, there's still that life imprint that's imprinted between heaven and earth. If he could rebuild his body and gather his scattered consciousness, wouldn't he be able to revive the dead?!”
"Empress, I came from the primal chaos to attain immortality. There were thousands of ways to vindicate dao in his heart, but he lacked people who could defy the heavens and conquer the dao. If Empress is interested, you can come to the Blood Sea to find me…"
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