In fact, when Ling Chen used the Power of Law to wake Houtu up, she had already noticed that something was wrong.
It was currently in the period of the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon Clans. Although Hongjun had ordered the Sorcerer and Demon Clans not to start a war in the Ten Elements Meeting, what about after the Ten Elements Meeting?
With Hongjun's help to those beasts, the Demon Race would definitely grow rapidly in the future and become the number one enemy of the Sorcerer Race!
Now.
This was because the Sorcerer Tribe had 12 Ancestors of Sorcery who could set up the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation and summon the true body of God Father. They could instantly kill all enemies below the Saint Realm.
However, if one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery died after he sacrificed himself and transformed into Samsara, it would be equivalent to cutting off one of his arms. Then, would he still be able to build the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation?
Once the war between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes started again after the Ten Yuanhui, without him, how could the Sorcerer Tribe resist the Demon Tribes that Hongjun helped?
Thinking of this, Houtu could not help but break out in cold sweat. Then, she looked at Ling Chen with gratitude.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ling Chen!"
Houtu looked at Ling Chen and bowed solemnly.
"There's no need to be so polite, Fellow Daoist Houtu!"
Ling Chen smiled faintly. He decided to give Houtu some advice in his heart so that she would not be schemed against by the Heavenly Dao again and transform into reincarnation in advance to affect his plan.
"Although the Cultivation Tribulation of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes has been eliminated, the hatred between the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes still exists. One day, the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes will definitely have a decisive battle.”
" Fellow Daoist Houtu, you're sacrificing yourself to enter Samsara at this time. There's something fishy about this. Someone wants to take this opportunity to weaken your Sorcerer Tribe.”
"Therefore, I suggest that you return to Mount Buzhou as soon as possible and cultivate in the Hall of Pangu, the ancestral land of your Sorcerer Tribe, in case you are schemed against again!”
The Pangu Hall was transformed from Pangu's head and was comparable to a Chaos cardinal treasure. At the same time, it also had an existence similar to his Primordial domain.
As long as he was in the Pangu Hall, even the Heaven Dao or Hongjun could not predict it, let alone calculate it.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"
After hearing Ling Chen's words, Houtu thought of the opportunity she had sensed at Mount Buzhou. Her mind was gradually affected along the way.
In the end, when he arrived at the Blood Sea, he almost swore an oath to the Great Dao to sacrifice himself and transform into reincarnation!
If Ling Chen had not woken him up, he would have probably succeeded.
And from then on.
The Wu Tribe lost an Ancestor of Sorcery and could no longer build the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation. Their strength was greatly reduced. Wasn't this in line with Hongjun's plan?
Therefore, he had no choice.
After receiving Ling Chen's reminder, Houtu thought that this was another scheme of old man Hongjun, so she began to take extra precautions.
Although she had great compassion in her heart, she was not a saint!
Under the current tense situation, how could he abandon his trillions of tribesmen and his brothers and sisters?
If it was his mission to sacrifice himself for reincarnation, then he would have to wait until the Sorcerer Tribe annihilated those arrogant beasts!
Only when his clansmen, ten brothers, and one sister were completely safe and sound would he be able to fulfill his mission!
"Fellow Daoist Ling Chen, I'll remember your kindness this time. I'll definitely repay you in the future!”
Houtu looked at the handsome Ling Chen and solemnly promised to repay the karma.
"Fellow Daoist Houtu is too polite!"
Ling Chen waved his hand lightly.
"Although it is Fellow Daoist's mission to sacrifice yourself for reincarnation, now is not the time!”
Swoosh!
After hearing his words, Houtu could not help but be shocked.
The Ling Chen in front of him was clearly only a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, but it seemed like he knew everything?
Thinking of this, Houtu could not help but ask.
"Then in your opinion, when can I transform into reincarnation?”
At this moment.
Houtu faintly sensed that if she wanted to sacrifice herself to become a reincarnation, the Ling Chen in front of her was her greatest opportunity!
"When the time comes, Fellow Daoist Houtu should know!”
Ling Chen smiled mysteriously and did not continue to reveal anything.
For him, Houtu was the Earth Saint he had pre-determined. However, he had not devoured the origin of the Netherworld yet, so he naturally could not issue the decree of the Earth Saint.
After he devoured the Netherworld's origin, he would deal with the Six Paths of Reincarnation and use the Netherworld to crazily farm for tribulation origin points. Then, he would be able to nurture the Earth Dao Saints to fight against the Heavenly Dao.
Even if Houtu became a Genuine Saint, she could still return to Untainted Land and participate in the Great War of Sorcerer and Demon without being confined in the Nether World under his cultivation.
At that time.
As an authentic Saint, Houtu had formed the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation with the other eleven Ancestors of Sorcery. The strength of the Real Body of Pangu summoned was at least at the Primordial Chaos Heaven Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
With the demons 'Heavenly Cycle Stars Array, how could they resist the Shamans?
Presumably, in order to achieve his goal, the Heavenly Dao had no choice but to help the demon race again, right?
How much Calamity Evil Qi could be produced in a battle at the level of a Primordial Chaos Heaven Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?
Not only could he take the opportunity to weaken Tiandao's strength, but he could also happily absorb another wave to strengthen himself.
It was the best of both worlds!
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