"Young Houtu…"
" After Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu turned into reincarnation, the eleven Ancestors of Sorcery perished together with the Demon Heavenly Court…"
"Then, the Primordial World collapsed. From then on, there were no more Sorcerer and Demon Tribes in the Primordial World…"
"The current world is dominated by humans!”
Gong Sun Ming replied.
Hearing Gong Sun Ming's words, Houtu's eyes were filled with endless sorrow.
Houtu was one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. If she was still here, the Wu Tribe would definitely be able to suppress the Heavenly Court.
If that was the case, the Sorcerer Tribe would not decline.
"If Houtu was still here, everything wouldn't be like this!”
"All of this is Houtu's fault!”
"It seems that Houtu has betrayed the Sorcerer Tribe!”
Houtu sighed and said.
A faint light appeared on Meng Po's body.
At this moment, Gong Sun Ming saw a peerless beauty in a pale yellow dress appear.
Even Gongsun Ming was stunned by this woman.
Her fair skin and perfect figure could make any man go crazy.
Her body was filled with a holy aura.
Houtu's reincarnation could become a true saint.
It was just that it had always been sealed!
Now that the seal had been broken and her strength had increased greatly, the aura on her body was naturally different from before.
Houtu also returned to her original appearance.
Houtu's strength would naturally return to the Saint Realm.
Fortunately, no one else appeared in the surroundings. Or rather, when Houtu appeared, she deliberately hid this place.
Therefore, no one could come here, and naturally, no one could find Houtu.
Houtu had regained her strength as a saint, but she found that she still couldn't see Gongsun Ming's realm clearly!
This senior was indeed not as simple as a Saint!
"Young Houtu…"
"I have returned your Granny Meng soup to you…"
"I'm leaving this place too!"
After Gongsun Ming finished speaking, he was about to leave.
At this time, Houtu said,"Senior, please wait!"”
" Young Houtu..." Gong Sun Ming asked again," What else do you want?”
"Senior's strength is unfathomable. He's much stronger than Houtu!”
"I wonder if Senior is willing to stay in the netherworld?”
"Houtu will definitely worship Senior!"
Houtu looked at Gongsun Ming, her eyes full of expectation.
The Heavenly Dao had six Saints, while the Earth Dao only had one.
Moreover, Houtu was sealed and the tunnel probably hadn't awakened yet. Naturally, Houtu couldn't do it alone.
If they could get an existence stronger than a Saint to help, it would be a great thing for the Netherworld!
However, Gongsun Ming didn't want to get involved in such matters. What did the battle between the Saints and the confrontation between the Heavenly Dao and the Earth Dao have to do with Gongsun Ming?
I'm just an unruly River God!
"Young Houtu…"
"I'm just an ordinary River God…"
"I can't help you…"
"But I advise you not to let anyone know that you've woken up…"
"Otherwise, the consequences might be very serious!”
After Gongsun Ming finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer.
Gongsun Ming sank into the River of Forgetfulness and disappeared.
Seeing this, Houtu was also quite depressed and helpless.
But Houtu had no choice.
An ordinary River God?
How was that possible?
Houtu did not think that an ordinary River God could do such a thing!
This River God was a mighty figure that was even more powerful than a Saint!
However, Gongsun Ming was right. The Heavenly Dao sealed Houtu because she was an authentic saint and feared her.
If the Way of Heaven knew that Houtu had been unsealed, Hongjun and the Way of Heaven would probably attack the Netherworld again.
Other than that, the Heavenly Court sent the Emperor of Feng Du here to govern the Netherworld.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from the Western Sect had arrived and was going to intervene in the Netherworld!
All of this was extremely disadvantageous to the Netherworld.
The current Houtu should think of a way to regain control of the underworld!
But if that was the case, which step should he start from?
Houtu thought for a while and saw her pinch a person with mud. It was Meng Po, and then she left a trace of her primordial spirit.
Meng Po looked exactly the same as before. She held a bowl in her hand and revealed a sinister smile.
"Would you like a bowl of Meng Po soup?"
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At this time, the netherworld was in chaos.
Sun Wukong had escaped from the Soul-Binding Chains, and with the Jingu Staff in his hand, he had begun to wreak havoc in the netherworld.
"You dare to capture me, Old Sun?"
"I have already said that I have cultivated the art of immortality!”
"Do you have to say that my lifespan is only 342 years?”
"What a joke!"
"Am I such a short-lived monkey?”
"Today, I, Old Sun, want to see who in your underworld can stop me!”
After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he swung his staff forward.
This rod had shattered the souls of thousands of ghost soldiers.
Sun Wukong was not weak to begin with. After obtaining the Jingu Staff, his strength had obviously become stronger.
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