The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

Having received the other party's promise, Houtu felt slightly relieved. Then, her expression became extremely solemn, and she looked up at the heavens with a resolute look, saying, "Heaven above, I am Houtu of Pangu. I cannot bear to see the souls of the primordial beings suffer endless torment after death, with nowhere to go."

Therefore, I wish to use this remaining body to transform into the six realms of reincarnation, in order to liberate all sentient beings from suffering and grant them the opportunity for rebirth. After death, all sentient beings in the world must enter the cycle of reincarnation, which is categorized into six realms: the three good realms of 'the realm of gods, humans, and asuras'; and the three evil realms of 'the realm of animals, hungry ghosts, and hell'.

Those who performed great deeds in their lifetime attain the heavenly realm. Those without merit enter the human realm. Those burdened by karmic burdens reside in the Asura realm. Those whose transgressions outweigh their merits travel to the animal realm. Those with the most egregious transgressions ascend to the hungry ghost realm. The most wicked and vicious go to the hell realm. From then on, all souls return to their rightful place.

After speaking, Houtu flew to the sky above the sea of ​​blood, her body surging with immense magical power. She shouted, "I will sacrifice myself to transform the six realms of reincarnation and draw out the resentment of all spirits. I will sacrifice myself to endure endless suffering and eliminate boundless sins. I will sacrifice myself to fulfill my duty of life and death and create good fortune for all living beings."

"The cycle of six realms of reincarnation has begun."

As Houtu uttered the last word "appear," the sea of ​​blood began to churn, with a crimson wheel spinning rapidly in its center, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Simultaneously, Houtu's ancestral witch form exploded, its essence and blood drawn into the wheel, merging with it.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation manifested in the world, thunderous sounds resounded beyond the nine heavens, and golden clouds of merit gathered in the sky. Until the wheel of the Six Paths stopped spinning, boundless merit descended from the sky upon it. Merit settled within the Six Paths, and the land of reincarnation immediately became as solid as a rock.

Suddenly, a wisp of Heavenly Dao energy descended from the heavens, and a wisp of true spirit emerged from the realm of reincarnation, transforming into a primordial spirit with the help of the Six Paths of Fortune. As soon as this primordial spirit appeared, it sighed softly to the heavens, "Very well, from now on I will be Meng Po, guarding the land of reincarnation."

Houtu knew that just as she was about to form a physical body, she felt a surge of Heavenly Dao power, interrupting her comprehension. Although she was angry, there was nothing she could do about it.

Seeing this, Mosquito Taoist sighed. Although Houtu had transformed into Meng Po and steadfastly adhered to the cycle of reincarnation, with just a little more effort, she could have produced more than just one primordial spirit. But how could he know the reason behind this? He could only lament Houtu's bad luck.

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Houtu swore an oath to the heavens, and all the cultivators of the primordial world felt it. They never expected Houtu to transform into Samsara. At this moment, regardless of whether they had any grudges against the Wu Clan, everyone was filled with admiration for Houtu's magnanimity. After regaining their senses, everyone rode the clouds towards the Sea of ​​Blood.

The Witch Clan. Upon hearing this, Di Jiang was immediately shocked and hurriedly fled from the Pangu Palace, rushing towards the Netherworld Blood Sea, muttering to himself, "How could my little sister be so foolish as to not come back and discuss it with us?"

The other ancestral witches followed Dijiang closely, their hearts filled with anxiety. Although they knew this was the opportunity for Houtu to become a saint, the hope was incredibly slim.

While some are sad, others are happy.

The demon race. The demons of the Heavenly Court were overjoyed. Emperor Jun laughed heartily, "Hahaha... Houtu has perished, our Heavenly Court is now free of worry."

Although the Heavenly Court had been plotting against the Witch Clan, everyone knew the whereabouts of Houtu, though no one said it aloud. Houtu was like a time bomb, who knew when she might appear and cause trouble for the Demon Clan.

Now, the opponent has transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Among the Witch Clan, including Xing Tian who has just achieved the body of an Ancestral Witch, there are only twelve people left, just like before. Moreover, although Xing Tian has advanced to Quasi-Saint, his foundation is still inferior to others. Furthermore, Zhu Rong's injuries have not yet fully healed.

Chaotic void, Purple Cloud Palace.

At this moment, Hongjun sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, resting with his eyes closed. However, there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale, clearly due to his recent injury. Haotian and Yaochi, who were acting as his attendants, were looking anxiously in the direction of the Heavenly Dao.

After about an incense stick's time had passed, Hongjun finally opened his eyes and looked up at the heavens beyond. He murmured to himself, "Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, yet the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun." After saying this, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

After Hongjun attained sainthood and began to enlighten the primordial world, he ultimately merged with the Heavenly Dao. His initial plan was to eventually break free from the Heavenly Dao's constraints once he became powerful enough. However, it now seems that this was far too naive.

The 'Heavenly Way' represents fairness and justice. Houtu's transformation into the Six Paths and her true spirit transforming into a primordial spirit were also a sliver of life granted by the Heavenly Way. However, just as she was about to condense a physical body, Hongjun sensed that if she succeeded in attaining enlightenment, it would be an obstacle to his future plans for the prehistoric world.

The future of the primordial world belongs to the human race, and Houtu will become a saint. This will change the power dynamics between the witches and demons, which he naturally will not agree to. But just as he made his move, the Heavenly Dao dealt him a heavy blow. Although he successfully stopped his opponent, Hongjun was also seriously injured.

"Teacher, why did Heaven attack you just now?" Seeing that Hongjun had suppressed his injuries, Haotian hurriedly asked from the side. Hongjun was someone he and Yaochi relied on; if something happened to him, their future would be difficult.

"This is the will of Heaven."

Hongjun, of course, wouldn't tell Haotian what had just happened, as he was still shaken. He also wanted Haotian to know that he could no longer recklessly manipulate the creatures of the prehistoric world according to his own desires.

At the same time, Hongjun had an even more secretive matter: the Heavenly Dao was gradually assimilating him. In time, he would become a true puppet of the Heavenly Dao. This matter caused him great anxiety.

Seeing that his teacher didn't want to say more, Haotian knew that even if he asked again, the other party wouldn't explain. However, his heart was no longer at peace. He was an extremely ambitious person and wanted to know the reason why Hongjun was injured.

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In the northernmost part of the primordial wilderness, lies the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Reincarnation Daoist looked at Houtu, who stood on the Six Paths of Reincarnation and had now transformed into Meng Po. Not knowing why she stood there silently, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, the Six Paths of Reincarnation have appeared. Is there anything else you wish to say?"

He knew that the other party would soon sink into the earth along with the Land of Reincarnation, never to return to the primordial world. Since Dijiang and the others hadn't arrived yet, he guessed the other party must have given some instructions.

Upon hearing the words about reincarnation, Houtu regained her senses and stopped wondering why Heaven hadn't allowed her to become a saint. Now that things had come to this, she was helpless. Her only consolation was that at least she had a physical body and hadn't met her end in death and annihilation.

"Fellow Daoist Samsara, regarding the matter of the Witch Clan, please do not forget what you said before. Meng Po will be eternally grateful." After saying this, she bowed deeply to the Daoist Samsara.

"Boom... Boom..."

As if sensing something, the Six Paths of Reincarnation resounded as soon as Meng Po finished speaking. After a moment of shaking, it slowly sank into the sea of ​​blood until it disappeared.