Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Starting from the Netherworld Blood Sea where the Asura Road is located, the first level of the underworld is filled with ghosts of all kinds.

Among these ghosts, some are transformed from livestock such as pigs, horses, cows and sheep, some are from fierce beasts such as wolves, leopards, tigers and lions, and there are also countless insects that have turned into ghosts after death, as well as many human ghosts that have turned into ghosts after death. Of course, the ghosts of human beings are only a small part of them.

The souls that these six realms of sentient beings transform into after their death are so vast and powerful that they fill the entire underworld.

In the netherworld, in the vast and deep space, souls are floating everywhere.

Because there were too many ghosts, there were even phenomena of ghosts pushing and crowding each other.

The wandering of these souls is not without purpose.

Most of them are heading towards the lowest level of the underworld.

The reason is very simple. The reincarnation wheel for the six realms of reincarnation is placed there and is presided over by Niangniang Pingxin, who is responsible for the reincarnation of all living beings.

These ghosts who voluntarily come to the underworld have two purposes: one is to find a home and no longer wander the world as lonely ghosts; the other is to be reborn.

Unfortunately, due to the excessive number of ghosts, the passages between different levels of hell are crowded, resulting in most ghosts being unable to reach the lowest level of the underworld in a short period of time.

At the bottom of the underworld, where the reincarnation turntable and reincarnation passage are located.

The huge wheel of reincarnation stands here, exuding a heavy, majestic and mysterious atmosphere, making countless ghosts feel supreme oppression.

In front of the wheel of reincarnation, the Dharma body of Niangniang Pingxin stands tall.

The Pingxin Lady, who looked exactly like Hou Tu, stood here. She was dignified and solemn, with exquisite and beautiful features, but there was not a trace of emotion on her face, just like a doll. As an existence in charge of the six realms of life and death, the last thing she needed was emotion.

Hou Tu transformed herself into six realms and, with the help of Ying Zheng, gave birth to Niangniang Pingxin.

Lady Pingxin is not only the Dharmakāya of Hou Tu, but also possesses the cultivation level equivalent to that of a saint! The wheel of reincarnation beside her is her magic weapon.

If any enemy dares to fight her in the Netherworld, she can also borrow the power of the Netherworld to directly suppress the enemy.

She is the undisputed ruler of the netherworld!
In front of the wheel of reincarnation, the huge Dharma body of the goddess Pingxin looked down at all living beings. A large number of ghosts rushed to her, and they bowed down to her in awe. In front of the saint, who can not be in awe, who can not be afraid!
Facing the kneeling worship of all living beings, Lady Pingxin accepted it calmly. Her cold and ruthless eyes swept over, and in an instant she understood the cause and effect of the vast number of ghosts clearly.

Then she waved her hand, and a gray drizzle fell.

The drizzle fell on many ghosts, and in the blink of an eye they seemed to have lost their memories and self-awareness and became stunned.

This rain can make people forget the past.

From now on, they will no longer be bound by the constraints and pain of their past lives and can start a new life.

Then, Lady Pingxin waved her hand again, and ghosts turned into gray light that soared into the sky, then landed on the wheel of reincarnation and disappeared one by one. They had already reincarnated.

When sending these ghosts to reincarnation, Pingxin Niangniang will also refer to their merits and karma in their previous lives and make judgments accordingly.

Those with great merits will be sentenced to the upper three realms as rewards; those with low merits will be sentenced to the lower three realms as punishment.

Niangniang Pingxin’s speed of action was extremely fast, and almost every moment she sent a large number of ghosts to reincarnate.

However, even so, it is still far from enough compared to the souls that die every day in the prehistoric world and the ghosts that accumulate in the underworld.

If this continues, the entire underworld will be completely overcrowded and then paralyzed!
By then, the ancient world will return to the chaotic state it was in before the underworld existed.

"We can't go on like this. The underworld can't hold on any longer." Empress Pingxin seemed to frown slightly on her expressionless face.

"It seems that I can only ask for help from me." Empress Pingxin thought for a while and made a decision in her heart.

As soon as Empress Pingxin had a thought, Hou Tu, her original body, naturally knew everything immediately.

In the Wu tribe, Hou Tu, who was practicing in seclusion, opened her eyes.

"I didn't expect that such a big problem would arise in the Netherworld!" She narrowed her eyes slightly and was at a loss for a moment.

She already knew about the problems in the netherworld, but knowing the problems was one thing and solving them was another.

The problem with the Netherworld right now is simply that the workload is too great! The number of creatures in the Primordial World is too numerous to count.

It is really difficult for Empress Pingxin to sit alone in the underworld and take care of the reincarnation of all living beings in the entire prehistoric world. Even with her saintly cultivation, it is really too much to do.

"How to solve the problems in the underworld?" Hou Tu was at a loss for a moment.

But soon, she had an idea. Since she couldn't think of a solution herself, why not ask others for help?

The first person Hou Tu thought of for help was undoubtedly Ying Zheng!

"It seems like it's time to go to the Queen Wa Palace." Hou Tu thought to herself.

She walked out of her retreat, and without even bothering to greet the other great witches in the witch clan, she hurried to the Queen Wa Palace.

"Hey, Sister Houtu? You've come out..." Gonggong, who had just stepped into the gate of the Witch Clan's Holy Temple, greeted Houtu casually.

However, Hou Tu looked in a hurry and left the Witch Clan Temple directly without even having time to speak to Gong Gong.

"Sister Hou Tu looks like this, has something big happened?" Gong Gong was shocked.

Hou Tu is a saint, and unlike those who don't know the destiny, Hou Tu can deduce the cause and effect. With her saintly status and her relationship with Ying Zheng, she seems so urgent, so something big must have happened.

Thinking of this, Gonggong quickly gathered the remaining ancestors of the witch clan and told them what happened.

"Sister Hou Tu is so anxious, and judging from the direction she is heading, she is most likely rushing to the Queen Wa Palace to find the God Ying Zheng! From this point of view, this matter must be very serious!" said Emperor Jiang, the eldest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"That's right! If even a saint like Sister Hou Tu can't solve the problem, it must be a big disaster." Ju Mang also echoed.

"I just don't know if this matter is related to our witch clan." Xuan Ming said worriedly, her expression was also full of worry.

After Hou Tu became a saint, she had a deeper understanding of the destiny of the Wu clan.

Although the Wu Clan inherited the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu and had the merit of creating the world, with the development of the prehistoric world, the Wu Clan will eventually be eliminated and withdraw from the stage of being the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Although Hou Tu did not tell the witch clan all of this, the remaining witch ancestors guessed something from her few words.

The Wu clan will surely face a great disaster in the future. "Is it really the Wu clan that is about to face a great disaster?!" Shebi Shi looked haggard, like a mummy, and his voice was hoarse and full of vicissitudes.

In response to his question, all the ancient witches were silent, and no one answered for a long time.

After a moment of silence, Di Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, spoke again: "As the old saying goes, if it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster, but if it is a disaster, it will be inevitable. If it is really the great disaster of my witch clan, then we should face it!"

"Yes! The worst that can happen is that we will just accept the calamity." The remaining ancestor witches nodded in agreement.

“Sister Hou Tu also often said that there are fifty Dayan and forty-nine Tiandao, and one of them escapes. This one that escapes is a glimmer of hope. Even if the catastrophe comes, as long as our witch clan works together, we don’t have to worry about not having a glimmer of hope.” The ancestor witch Xuanming also spoke.

"That's exactly the truth!" All the ancient witches nodded in agreement.

Hou Tu didn’t know what was happening on the Wu clan’s side for the time being.

Although she was a saint and could know all causes and effects with just a thought, her mind was now completely focused on the Netherworld and she had no extra thoughts to care about other things, so she did not notice what was happening at the Witch Clan Temple.

She just went straight to the Queen Wa Palace.

In the bamboo forest of the Wa Palace, the bamboos are lush and green. At the same time, the sounds of zithers and laughter and playfulness can be heard one after another.

Yunxiao played the piano, while Bixiao played the flute. In the open space of the bamboo forest, Changxi and Xihe were dancing gracefully.

As for Ying Zheng, he and Qiong Xiao clapped their hands in agreement. However, Nuwa was not present.

"Sister Hou Tu is here." Qiong Xiao was the first to notice Hou Tu's arrival.

"Everyone is here." Hou Tu walked over quickly and said, "Hey, where's Sister Nuwa?"

"Nuwa is still in seclusion. She has gained some insights into the Great Dao of Hunyuan and is now practicing hard. It will probably be a long time before she comes out again." Ying Zheng said helplessly.

It was he who taught Nuwa the Great Dao of Hunyuan, but Nuwa was so immersed in the rhyme of Tao that he felt helpless.

But soon, Ying Zheng calmed down and said to Hou Tu with a smile: "I already know about the affairs of the netherworld."

"Yeah." Hou Tu walked forward and sat down at the stone table on Ying Zheng's side.

Hou Tu was not surprised at all that Ying Zheng knew about the problems in the underworld.

Ying Zheng is a god. With his cultivation, every move and every plant in the entire prehistoric world cannot escape his eyes. It would be strange if he didn't know.

"The Netherworld is overrun with ghosts. I had anticipated this when you opened up the Netherworld and established the Six Paths of Reincarnation." Ying Zheng said with a smile, "But I didn't expect this day to come so soon. It seems that I still underestimated the number of creatures in the prehistoric world."

"Is there any solution?" Hou Tu asked Ying Zheng hurriedly. She was very worried that the order of the six reincarnations would collapse.

If that happens, all living beings in the prehistoric world will fall into the tragic situation of death without a place to go.

"Of course." Ying Zheng nodded. "In fact, this question itself is not a problem. At most, it can only be said that the six reincarnations and the netherworld you established are not perfect enough."

"Imperfect?" Hou Tu was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that Ying Zheng's words made her a little confused.

"Yes." Ying Zheng nodded and continued, "The Netherworld is originally a large world among the Three Realms, on the same level as the Heaven and the Human Realm. There should be many Yin Gods involved in the management of the Netherworld. But now, in the entire Netherworld, except for your Dharma Body, Lady Pingxin, there are no other Yin Gods in charge."

"Even though Lady Pingxin has the ability of a saint, how can she, alone, manage the reincarnation of all the living beings in the prehistoric world?"

"So what do you mean?" Hou Tu's heart moved.

"Of course, it is to increase the number of underworld gods in the netherworld, and let more gods help deal with the affairs of the netherworld. In this way, the problems of the netherworld will naturally be solved." Ying Zheng said.

"So that's how it is." Hou Tu had a look of joy on her face as if she had suddenly realized something.

But the next second, she hesitated again. "But, to manage such a large underworld, I'm afraid it would require a lot of underworld gods."

"Where can we find so many underworld gods? Should we choose from the ghosts who have already died?!"

"In fact, there is a group of people who are just right to be the gods of the underworld and help manage the netherworld." Ying Zheng said deliberately keeping the secret.

"Who?" Hou Tu asked subconsciously.

"You are from the Wu clan." Ying Zheng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire universe shook slightly, and some of the original causes and effects and fate seemed to have undergone tremendous changes.

"Witch clan?!" Hou Tu was stunned on the spot.

Then she fell into deep thought.

She was naturally aware that the Witch Clan would sooner or later withdraw from the position of protagonist in the prehistoric continent.

The operation of the heavens has its own common sense, and all living things follow a certain order. Many things in the world often have a predetermined number in the dark.

This point is vividly reflected in the fate of the witch clan.

The Wu clan carries the destiny of the great god Pangu who created the world and was created from Pangu's flesh and blood.

Ever since the great god Pangu created the world, the Wu clan has dominated the vast land for countless years.

Even though there were demon tribes that fought against them, on earth, the witch tribe was undoubtedly the protagonist of the prehistoric world.

However, everything that goes up must come down, and the old will eventually be replaced by the new.

Hou Tu had already understood this, this was the trajectory that had been predetermined by the prehistoric heaven. She had never thought of changing this trend, reversing the fate of the Wu clan, and allowing the Wu clan to occupy the leading position in the prehistoric world forever.

As one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, she only hopes that even if the witch clan withdraws from the stage of prehistoric history, they can still reproduce and continue, and find a place in the prehistoric world, so as not to be exterminated and completely disappear in the long river of history.

"Let the Wu clan become the Yin gods of the underworld?" Hou Tu was stunned when she heard this.

Ying Zheng explained to her, "The netherworld is deep, cold, and never sees sunlight all year round. Ordinary creatures simply cannot survive there, but the Wu clan is different. The Wu clan was created from the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu, and they are born with strong blood. They have the ability to subdue dragons and tigers, and to kill ferocious beasts. The Yin energy cannot erode you, and the deep corruption cannot affect you."

"The netherworld is cold and dark all year round. Except for the dead ghosts, no living creature is willing to live in such an environment all year round. Compared with the prosperous world of the human world, living in the netherworld can almost be regarded as a kind of suffering and torture." (End of this chapter)