Wilderness, the extreme southeast.
There was a huge crack at the border of the Chaos. It ran from east to west, hundreds of thousands of feet deep.
It could be seen with the naked eye that all the blood and evil aura produced in the entire Primordial World would eventually gather here. It was mixed with countless ghosts and spirits, like the source of all flows, all of them were injected into the crack. Flowing into a bottomless abyss!
The wind howled and the space became unstable! A moment of carelessness would trigger chaotic turbulence, coupled with the dense and unresolvable blood aura. Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was unwilling to step into it.
At this moment, there were 11 figures lined up at the edge of the crack!
The leader was a strong man. He was nine feet tall and had a strong physique. He wore a green robe. His face was simple and dignified, and his eyes were deep and penetrating, as if they had an inexplicable attraction.
Behind him were nine men and one woman. All of the men were muscular and powerful. Although the woman's appearance was not ordinary, there was a hint of coldness between her brows, giving people a feeling that strangers were not allowed to approach her.
This group of people was Pangu and the Ten Ancestors of Sorcery!
"Father!"
The middle-aged man that Great Ancestor Magus Di Jiang had transformed into was slightly shorter.
He said respectfully,"This is the entrance to the Netherworld." In the past, Seventh Sister transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation here and built a reincarnation passage for the world. But she herself-sigh! Eternal suppression of the netherworld!
The Seventh Sister he was talking about was naturally Houtu, who had transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
Logically speaking, such great merit was enough to prove his Dao and become a Saint. However, not only did Houtu fail to become a saint, she was also trapped in the netherworld forever, unable to escape! Who would believe that there was no Heavenly Dao's scheme in this?
Pangu snorted coldly. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all born from his heart and were his descendants. How could he not be angry that the Heavenly Dao had schemed against his descendant so brazenly?
He was furious in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. "Don't worry, I'm here to save Houtu!"”
Hearing this, all the Ancestors of Sorcery became excited. They were helpless about Houtu's situation, but it didn't mean that the Father was helpless.
This time, he must save Seventh Sister!
This was also an important part of Pangu's plan. Although Houtu, who had the great merit of reincarnation, was schemed by the Heavenly Dao and suppressed the netherworld forever, she was already a Heavenly Dao Saint in terms of realm. Once he rescued him and bound him to a Heavenly Dao Saint, how much lifespan would he gain?
Let's not talk about this. Although the Shaman Tribe's fate had changed because of his appearance, they would face even greater challenges in the future. At this time, with the addition of Houtu, a Heavenly Dao Saint, the situation would immediately change.
Logically speaking, this Houtu must be saved.
At once, Pangu and the Ten Ancestors of Sorcery entered the crack in the Netherworld.
The blood, Qi, and souls of the Three Realms 'fiendish spirits would eventually enter the Netherworld through the rift, which was why this rift was extremely dangerous. In addition, it was at the edge of the Primordial Land and connected to the Chaos. There were terrifying spatial cracks everywhere. Normal xiuzhe could not pass through the crack.
However, Pangu and the Ten Ancestors of Sorcery were not among them. Emperor Jiang opened the way and activated the Space Super Power on his body. All the Blood Evil Qi was repelled outside, and the occasional spatial cracks also circled around them.
He dived along the Blood Evil River until he passed through a red barrier.
"Buzz!"
What entered his eyes was a dark world. It was barren all around, and Yin energy was everywhere. Only a blood-red river flowed into the netherworld!
When they looked at this desolate and dark world, the eyes of the Ancestors of Sorcery were filled with pain.
Their seventh sister lived here.
The sun, moon, stars, rivers, lakes, and thousands of beautiful sceneries were all fated to be here. There was only darkness and Yin specters that stretched as far as the eye could see!
"Seventh Sister is so kind. Why are you here? Why are you here?" Xuanming murmured.”
After saying a few words, this female Ancestral Sorcerer, who usually had a cold attitude, had tears streaming down her face!
"Don't be sad, Sixth Sister," Emperor Jiang comforted her. God father came here to save Seventh Sister!”
"That's right, Sixth Sister. Don't be sad anymore. This is a good thing.”
"Yes, it's a good thing!"
Under the persuasion of the Ancestors of Sorcery, Xuan Ming quickly stopped crying. However, he was no longer as cold as before. His eyes were always in a trance, as if he was reminiscing about the past!
As the only two females among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Xuan Ming and Houtu naturally had a deep relationship.
Pangu allowed the shamans to deepen their relationship. He looked around and finally locked his eyes on a ground!
Emperor Jiang, who was comforting his younger brothers and sisters, stepped forward and said,"Father, are we going to find Seventh Sister now?”
"I'm not busy!"
"Before we find Houtu, we still have one more thing to do," said Pangu indifferently. In other words, this matter could be regarded as the same as rescuing Houtu!”
Hmm?
Upon hearing this, the hearts of all the Ancestors of Sorcery trembled!
Since it was related to rescuing Seventh Sister, he couldn't be careless.
"Do you know that there is a Blood Sea in the Netherworld?" Pangu asked without wasting any time.”
Blood Sea? Xuan Ming, who was particularly enthusiastic about Houtu, said,""I heard from my seventh sister that when she went to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao, she saw a blood-red-clothed Daoist. It was said that it was born from the Netherworld Blood Sea. It seemed to be called the Netherworld River? Yes, it's the River Styx!"
Back then, the Ancestors of Sorcery disdained Hongjun's Three Lectures because of their status and Pangu's orthodoxy. Only Houtu, who was kind and generous, went to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the sermon. Therefore, she knew more about the Primordial World than the other Ancestors of Sorcery.
Although Pangu didn't know about these things, he could learn a thing or two from the conversation of the Ten Ancestors of Sorcery. "That's right, it's him."”
"Why is god father looking for this person?" Xuan Ming asked curiously.”What did this have to do with rescuing Seventh Sister?
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