Xiaoyouzhutian, send Yi Xiaochuan to the palace to start

The reason why Pingxin asked this was because he suspected that Liu Hao was not Haotian.

She had seen Haotian before, and at best he was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level. Besides, no other Heavenly Saints had ever appeared in the prehistoric world. Moreover, was the aura that Liu Hao had possible for an ordinary Heavenly Saint to possess?

Secondly, she felt that Liu Hao's aura was very different from that of a Heavenly Dao Saint, but she couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.

Seeing Pingxin's shocked expression, Liu Hao retracted his momentum and smiled calmly, "I am Haotian, and Haotian is also me."

"But you are right about one thing. I am not a saint of heaven. I am a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Ping Xin, who was originally slightly relieved because Liu Hao had withdrawn his aura, her eyes suddenly widened and her face was full of disbelief when she heard these words. She was dumbfounded again and exclaimed.

"The Golden Immortal of the Great Luo? The legendary one who proves the truth through strength?"

"How is it possible? Even Father Pangu didn't find a way to success, so how come you can succeed?" Ping Xin was like a frightened little girl at this time, asking several questions in a row.

At this moment, Pingxin's heart was filled with a huge wave. What a joke? Liu Hao proved his truth with force? If it was true, then the prehistoric world would have been in chaos long ago.

But Pingxin felt that Liu Hao did not seem to be lying, because his strength definitely surpassed that of a quasi-saint. That aura and that pressure could explain everything.

After hearing Pingxin's question, Liu Hao took a sip of tea and asked, "How do you know that Pangu the Great God did not succeed in proving his Dao with force?"

Pingxin was completely confused. She felt her head buzzing. Her pupils shrank and she asked in surprise, "You mean, Father Pangu succeeded? Then why......"

Liu Hao shook his head slowly, stood up slowly, and gently waved the folding fan in his hand, saying mysteriously: "It cannot be said, it cannot be said."

Then, Liu Hao changed the subject, his expression became serious, and he spoke again.

"Now, I ask you, is the underworld willing to join my heaven? After joining my heaven, everything in the underworld can be controlled by you. At that time, the officials of the underworld will be officially appointed by the heaven."

Pingxin was silent. If the eleven ancient witches could really be resurrected, then it would be no problem for the underworld to join the heaven. Besides, Liu Hao had also promised that the underworld would still be under her jurisdiction.

Originally, Pingxin thought that Liu Hao was a quasi-saint, so she could rely on her status as a genuine saint and wanted to negotiate with Liu Hao, but now...

Liu Hao looked at Pingxin who was in deep thought, and was not in a hurry. He strolled around the Pingxin Hall.

He knew that Pingxin would definitely agree, so he showed a bit of aura because he wanted to tell Pingxin that he was determined to take over the underworld and had the strength to do so.

As for why he was agreed to resurrect the eleven ancestor witches, it was because Liu Hao felt that this ancient world might undergo major changes in the near future.

Although he has a lot of manpower in his space world, Liu Hao cannot show them up easily. First, they are his hidden forces, which may be used to attack others unexpectedly in the future.

Second, he was afraid that if these huge numbers of highly skilled people appeared in the prehistoric world, the current Heavenly Dao would collapse...

After all, the Heavenly Dao is incomplete now. Perhaps after the Taoist successfully merges himself with the Dao, the Heavenly Dao will not be so fragile.

Pingxin pondered for about half an incense stick of time, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Then, she slowly stood up and looked at Liu Hao who was strolling around. "I can promise you, but you have to keep your promise."

Liu Hao leaned slightly to the side, gently waved his folding fan, and said with a confident smile: "Madam Pingxin, don't worry. I still have this credibility."

Ping Xin nodded slightly when he heard this, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes again: "Can I ask, what realm are you in? I can feel that your aura is not much different from that of Daozu."

Liu Hao shrugged and said, "He's not that great, just the peak of Hunyuan Daluo."

When Ping Xin heard Liu Hao say this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he thought to himself: "You are at the peak of Hunyuan Daluo, why are you pretending to be at the peak of Quasi-Sage? You are a whole realm away from that."

After staring at Liu Hao for a few seconds again, Ping Xin felt that Liu Hao became more and more mysterious, and more and more incredible.

Did Daozu know that Liu Hao had such a powerful strength? If not, how did he break through to the peak of Hunyuan Daluo?

Ping Xin was confused and shook his head. Then he said softly, "Do you need anything to revive them? Even if I have to use all the power of the underworld, I will find it for you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hao smiled slightly and said, "No need to be so troublesome." After that, Liu Hao held a folding fan and waved it in the air, causing a strange ripple in the originally quiet air.

The next second, a tiny but mysterious river of time appeared out of thin air in Pingxin Hall.

Resurrecting a few people, isn't this a piece of cake for him? Back then, when he wasn't at his current level, he could easily resurrect Xiaoyu's mother, Fox Sister, and now it's even easier.

But what he thought was a simple thing made Pingxin's eyes widen again, "This... is this the law of time? Could this be the legendary river of time?"

It's not that she is ignorant. Zhu Jiuyin, one of the twelve ancient witches, is the ancient witch of time. He is very skilled in manipulating the laws of time, but he does not have as exquisite control as Liu Hao.

Liu Hao nodded slightly, "Calm down, you are a saint after all, don't make a fuss."

Pingxin immediately stopped when she heard this. Her delicate little face pouted slightly and her rosy lips pursed to express her protest, but she did not disturb Liu Hao for fear of affecting him.

Pingxin now, perhaps because her relatives are about to be resurrected, seems to have returned to her former self and become the innocent and lovely Hou Tu.

Liu Hao took in all of Ping Xin's little movements, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he stared intently at the long river of time in front of him, and his slender fingers gently rubbed in the shimmering river for a while.

The light and shadow in the long river of time seemed to have received some kind of call, and time flowed rapidly. Soon, he accurately captured the figures of the eleven ancestor witches.

Afterwards, Liu Hao was seen emitting a golden light. He pulled hard at the ancestor witches in the long river of time. They instantly broke away from the long river of time at that point in time and appeared in Pingxin Hall.

"Houtu?"

"younger sister."

"Brother, Sister Xuanming..."

For a moment, all kinds of affectionate shouts intertwined in the Pingxin Hall, presenting a large-scale family reunion scene.

Liu Hao didn't disturb them. After all, this moment was very important to them.

After a long while, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jiang, looked at Liu Hao standing aside and asked in confusion: "Hou Tu, is he Hao Tian?"

Hou Tu nodded repeatedly and explained, "Yes, brother, you can be resurrected thanks to Daoist Haotian!"

"What? He has this ability?" Gonggong and Zhurong looked at Liu Hao in disbelief after hearing this.

It’s not like they had never seen Liu Hao before when he was preaching in Zixiao Palace, but they didn’t realize that Liu Hao was so capable then.

Hou Tu looked at Liu Hao, a trace of gratitude and joy appeared in her eyes, and she murmured: "Daoyou Haotian is different now, his cultivation is unfathomable, and now he has become the master of the heaven."

"What? The Lord of Heaven? The demon court of Emperor Jun?"

"Hahahaha... OK, very good!"

After hearing this, Gonggong and Zhurong burst into laughter.

Just when Di Jiang was about to open his mouth to express his gratitude, Hou Tu's expression changed slightly, and then a loud voice was heard coming from the entire underworld.

"I see the sufferings of the world and the evil spirits everywhere in hell. I now make a great vow that I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are saved..."

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