The southern part of the distant Primordial Continent was filled with loneliness and emptiness.
Houtu left Mount Buzhou and headed south, wanting to explore the Blood Sea.
Along the way, many mountains, rivers, spiritual herbs and immortal roots were destroyed in the war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe. Untainted Land became barren again. However, wild beasts were attacking everywhere. Occasionally, they could see some humans who had escaped the disaster and lived a peaceful life. It was interesting.
Feeling the attraction force, Houtu had been running south. Along the way, she saw ghosts and spirits drifting everywhere, guided by the evil Yin force to the Netherworld Blood Sea.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, when the throbbing in Houtu's heart dissipated, the scene in front of her suddenly changed. A blurry illusion appeared in her eyes.
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, the armies of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes were engaged in a fierce battle. The two armies were like a flood of iron and blood as they fought fiercely. The rain of blood corroded the earth, and countless liches and demons fell together. Crimson blood dyed the world red, and the wails of countless cultivators before their deaths shook the earth. The world mourned, and all living things wept together.
A Sorcerer Tribe cultivator's chest was pierced by a magical treasure. With a roar, he exploded his true body and dragged the surrounding demons into the abyss, dying together with him.
On the vast battlefield, this was just a miniature version of the battle. The more tragic battle continued.
In the sky, above the endless stars, the battle between the leaders of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes was taking place. An empty array was emitting an endless pressure. A demon god with bulging muscles and a powerful aura was holding a huge ax and hacking the void crazily.
The terrifying power of the stars poured down like a waterfall. Soon, the fiendcelestial was covered in blood, and the giant axe in his hand buzzed continuously. All of a sudden, the Supreme One Bell of Chaos appeared behind the devil god's head. The huge Bell of Chaos emitted a brilliant purple light as it smashed directly onto the top of the fiendcelestial's head.
The devil god roared and swung the huge axe in his hand, hacking it fiercely on the array.
"Boom!" The array shattered, and the Demon God's body split into twelve, turning into the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
The twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not give up. Instead, they showed their real bodies and fought with Emperor Jun and Taiyi again. For a moment, the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dark.
Suddenly, the mysterious metal in Emperor Jun's hand chopped on the body of an Ancestor of Sorcery. Houtu's heart was shocked by the shrill howl. She knew that this was the real body of her brother Zhurong. A pain that originated from the depths of her soul spread in her heart.
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Heavy rain filled the sky. The battle continued, and the blood rain continued to fall.
There were tears in the corner of Houtu's eyes. She wanted to close her eyes to escape this torture. However, the sounds of fighting still rang in his ears, and the thick smell of blood was still pungent. As he closed his eyes, terrifying pictures naturally appeared in his mind.
After a long time, the illusion gradually disappeared, and Minghe appeared in front of Houtu in a red Taoist robe.
There was a mirror floating in front of Minghe. The mirror was shining with a red light. It was called the Asura Immortal-destroying Mirror. It contained the Law of Restriction, which could break the seal. Moreover, it could also produce illusions. Minghe used this mirror world to predict the situation of the battle between the Sorcerer and Demon, and to guide Houtu into it.
As a member of the Wu Tribe, although Houtu could not cultivate Taoism, she was transformed from the Blood of Essence of Pangu, so she naturally had some understanding of this world. She vaguely sensed the ending of the Wu and Demon Tribes that Minghe had shown. Thinking of how powerful the Wu and Demon Tribes were now, she felt sad that they would all fall in the future.
Houtu looked at the Taoist in front of her and bowed.""I am Houtu of the Sorcerer Tribe. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Netherworld.”
Minghe dodged Houtu's bow and said,""Fellow Daoist Houtu, there's no need to be so polite! What do you think of the scene just now?”
Houtu shook her head in confusion. Tears flowed down her beautiful face. She bowed again and said,""May I ask if there is a solution to this situation?”
Helpless, Minghe helped Houtu up with one hand and said,""The Heavenly Dao is operating. The tribulation has already arrived.
Although the demon race had a small contribution to the Untainted Land, they did not cultivate virtue and wanted to kill the protagonist of the next tribulation.
The Wu Tribe was born from the Great God Pangu. They had been fighting for the Luck of Heaven and Earth with the Wu Tribe for several years, causing the lives of the people in Untainted Land to be plunged into misery.
If the two sides fought, the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes would inevitably fall. Even if the Sorcerer Tribe wanted to stop, the Demon Tribe would not agree, and neither would the Saints.
This was a difficult situation, a dead end!”
Houtu heard this and felt miserable."Will the Heavenly Dao not let our Sorcerer Tribe off? We have the merit of Pangu's creation of the world. Isn't that enough to protect our tribe?”
Minghe thought for a while and said,""The Merit of Creation of Great God Pangu can naturally protect your Sorcerer Tribe from extinction. However, there was always a chance of survival under the Great Dao. If the Sorcerer Tribe did not fight for it themselves, what could they do even if they had the Merit of Creation?”
Houtu was silent. She lowered her head and thought for a long time. She thought of the desolate scene she saw along the way. Although she had some enlightenment, she still felt that there was a layer of fog that had not been cleared. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the heroic figure who had beaten Jieyin up.
Houtu traveled quickly. When she arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea, she saw countless evil souls floating above the sea. Those souls roared silently, biting and swallowing each other. The evil souls struggled bitterly, but they couldn't get out. Black light waves visible to the naked eye rose from these souls, following the blood wave and shooting toward the sky.
Houtu looked sorrowful and cried." The souls of billions of living beings in Untainted Land gather here. There are tens of billions of them even among the Human Tribe. These souls wander above the Blood Sea all day long, foolishly devouring each other. How could he find a suitable place for them to live?”
Teng Yi suddenly appeared beside Houtu and said,""Do you know that the Great God Pangu transformed the world with his body? Although the Untainted Land was formed, it has not evolved completely. The only thing missing was a place for soul transformation and rebirth! The Wu Tribe was formed from the blood essence of the Great God Pangu and was born by the fate of heaven and earth. As the legitimate descendant of the Great God Pangu, he had the responsibility to perfect the world and build a place for the rebirth of souls!”
Houtu's body trembled, and she said with tears in her eyes,"Big brother Teng Yi, where is this soul reborn?”
Teng Yi's eyes turned cold, and his tongue blossomed like a lotus flower,""Six Paths of Reincarnation!"
When Houtu heard this, her heart churned like waves. Endless comprehension of heaven and earth crashed into her heart.
After about two hours, Houtu woke up from her trance. Although there was still sadness in his expression, it was filled with determination.
"Brother Teng Yi, Houtu has already understood the cause and effect of the Sorcerer Tribe. From now on, I can no longer guard the Sorcerer Tribe. I hope that Brother Teng Yi can protect the Sorcerer Tribe bloodline and not let it die out!”Houtu's expression was desolate. Her sparkling tears fell like broken beads.
Teng Yi's expression changed slightly. He looked at Houtu and said,""Sister Houtu, have you really thought it through?”
Houtu looked at Teng Yi and said faintly,""It seems that big brother Teng Yi already knew about it, why didn't you tell little sister?”
Teng Yi immediately fell silent.
Houtu sighed and said," I understand even if Brother Teng Yi doesn't say it! However, our Sorcerer Tribe needs this opportunity and this chance of survival. If he could exchange his little sister's body for the Sorcerer Tribe's unending luck. So what if he turned into ashes!”
After Teng Yi finished speaking, he took out a jade bottle from his storage space and said seriously,""Houtu, this is a primordial spirit of the Great God Pangu. Although the Voodoo Race did not cultivate their Essence Souls, their bodies were strong and they could easily refine this avatar. After you merge with your body, you will naturally understand the Dao here!”
Houtu took the jade bottle from Teng Yi's hand in surprise and joy.""He still cares about me. She still cares about me!”
Looking at Houtu who was immersed in joy, Teng Yi suddenly felt that he was a little sentimental.
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