Primordial Ancestor: Leading the human race into seclusion at the beginning

Chapter 117 The Compass of Reality and Illusion, A Fleeting Dream?!

"hiss!"

Even with Xuan Tian's composure, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.

The cycle of reincarnation in the underworld, and even the primordial underground passages, are all within the framework of the primordial world.

If we compare the primordial world to a house, then the great god Pangu is like the creator of this house, while the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man are like the 'three brothers' inside this house.

Even if Houtu successfully evolves and reincarnates, attaining the status of the Dao Ancestor of the Earthly Dao, she will still be competing with the first Heavenly Dao to emerge in this house, completing the primordial cycle of reincarnation. The Heavenly Dao will still gain considerable benefits.

However, if the underworld were to evolve, it would be equivalent to tearing down the roof, directly separating from the Heavenly Dao, establishing a separate entity, directly proclaiming the Great Dao, and breaking free from the framework of the primordial world.

In other words, by simply ceasing to engage with the primordial Heavenly Dao, one naturally attains freedom and transcendence!
"No wonder."

Upon realizing this, Xuan Tian was shocked, but a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

If that's the case, then everything can be explained!

The Wu tribe's character is too reckless, and they are also infected by turbid energy. Once the great calamity erupts, they will probably all become crazy and irritable. For example, Gonggong, the ancestral witch, even angrily rammed Buzhou Mountain, breaking the pillar of heaven formed from the spine of his most respected father god. He has obviously completely lost his mind. Obviously, Houtu, the ancestral witch, probably also realized this, even though she did not transform into reincarnation.

The Witch Clan will likely be wiped out in the Great Tribulation of the Witch and Demons, in a frenzy. So they might as well go all in and, if they can evolve the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld and successfully attain sainthood, they will naturally be able to protect the Witch Clan.

Moreover, with the creation of the underworld and the cycle of reincarnation, it will be possible to attempt to open up the underworld and construct the cycle of reincarnation in all the heavens.

Once the underworld successfully evolves, the Witch Clan will finally have a place to settle down and make a living.

Unfortunately, Houtu failed. She didn't even have the chance to reassemble the body of the Ancestral Witch with Pangu's essence blood. Her primordial spirit was forced to attach itself to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, where it was constantly assimilated and worn down. Similarly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all perished in the Great Tribulation. As for the Underworld Reincarnation, it was a highly coveted prize, coveted and divided among the saints. In particular, the two Western Saints were so shameless that they didn't even care about saving face. Their disciple, Ksitigarbha, even swore that he would not become a Buddha until Hell was empty. In reality, he was just coveting the merits and fortune of the Underworld and wanted to suppress it.

During the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West, even Sun Wukong was able to wreak havoc in the underworld.

At that time, Houtu had probably already been completely assimilated and perished by reincarnation. From then on, the Earthly Path could no longer prosper and was suppressed by the Heavenly Path.

"No matter what, Houtu must successfully open up the underworld and reincarnate, and attain sainthood!"

Thinking of this, Xuan Tian's gaze sharpened.

Creating the underworld is like building a house; a tall building starts from the ground up, and the foundation is the most important.

When the great god Pangu created the primordial world, the initial land of reincarnation he left behind was like a foundation. Houtu evolved the underworld and reincarnation on this foundation.

It's like solidifying the foundation, making it deeper and more stable, so that it can support the underworld of the myriad realms of reincarnation.

Moreover, once Houtu attains sainthood, she will become the first saint of the Earthly Dao, the ancestor of the Earthly Dao. With her authority over the Earthly Dao, even the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World will find it difficult to covet and interfere with the cycle of reincarnation in the Underworld.

Otherwise, even if the underworld could be evolved, the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld would be like a sieve, permeated by the Heavenly Dao and the sages, and it would be like doing a favor for someone else in vain!

Of course, even if Houtu successfully attains sainthood and evolves the underworld, it is only the first step she has completed.

According to the information in his mind, to evolve the Netherworld, he must gather three Netherworld treasures: the Netherworld Book, the Yellow Springs Flag, and the Reincarnation Disc. Only then can he proclaim the Great Dao and evolve the Netherworld in one fell swoop. The Netherworld Book is the pitch-black book in front of Xuan Tian. However, the remaining two Netherworld treasures are probably in the Chaos World, a forbidden land that even Heavenly Dao Saints dare not set foot in. Chaos winds and Chaos erosions are enough to cause even Saints to perish. Finding the Yellow Springs Flag and the Reincarnation Disc in the Chaos World will definitely not be an easy task.

Most importantly, once the underworld evolves, it would be equivalent to "flipping the table" with the primordial Heavenly Dao, and the pressure it would bring would probably be unimaginable.

Xuan Tian remained calm about this, after all, constructing the cycle of countless worlds and transcending the primordial world was naturally not a simple matter.

Xuan Tian understood the principle that you can't get fat in one bite.

Thinking of this, his gaze also fell on the illusory compass beside the Netherworld Book. "This third treasure of the trade route seems to be a compass?"

A hint of curiosity arose in Xuan Tian's heart. With a swift movement, he grabbed the illusory compass in front of him.

"Doctor, doctor, quick! Xiao Tian's heartbeat has returned!!"

"A miracle! This is absolutely a medical miracle!"

"Hurry up!"

Just then, Xuan Tian heard several urgent voices beside him, and his eyelids seemed to suddenly become extremely heavy. The next moment, almost instinctively, Xuan Tian slowly opened his eyes, and the pungent smell of disinfectant rushed into his nose.

He felt as if he had been having a very long dream.

In his dream, he traveled to the legendary primordial world and became the first human. As for everything else, it all seemed to have become blurry and he couldn't remember it.

That's normal; dreams are inherently blurry.

Instinctively, Xuan Tian looked around. Beside him was a middle-aged woman with deep wrinkles around her eyes from hard work.

There was also a middle-aged man with a square face, rough hands, and a deep weariness in his eyes—the marks of life's hardships and pressures.

"Mom, Dad?"

Looking at the middle-aged woman and man in front of him, Xuan Tian almost instinctively shouted out; his memories had returned.

It turns out he was just an ordinary senior high school student who, on his way home from school, unexpectedly encountered a girl jumping into the river. He tried to save her out of good intentions, but unexpectedly, his survival instinct caused the girl to pull him into the 'abyss,' and he remained unconscious ever since.

Looking at his parents, who looked much older because of him, Xuan Tian felt a pang of sadness.

The so-called human patriarch in the primordial world, who fought against the demon emperor, was nothing more than a drowning boy's pipe dream before he drowned.

Fortunately, I woke up and everything in reality seemed incredibly real, while everything in the dream had become blurry.

“You’re our only son. Before you go to save others, you need to make sure you’re safe too. Do you know how worried your mother and I are?”

"Alright, Little Genius just woke up, don't say things like that!"

"I'm furious that the girl who was rescued even slandered Xiaotian..."

"Alright, alright, it's good that Xiao Tian is awake, stop talking!"

Looking at his parents arguing in front of him, Xuan Tian could only smile wryly. The world is going to the dogs; in this day and age, the risks of being a good person are just too great.

However, this also convinced him that everything in his dream was just an illusion.

Soon, after a period of recuperation, Xuan Tian was successfully discharged from the hospital and returned to school. His high school life was intense yet fulfilling.

Having experienced life and death, he became more composed, performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination, and was successfully admitted to a prestigious university.

In college, he met a beautiful girl who had eyes for him. Their relationship blossomed from campus to wedding, making countless friends envious.

After marriage, their life was equally sweet, with almost no quarrels. They had two more children, and everything was peaceful and happy.

Time flies by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; a lifetime is as fleeting as a blade of grass in autumn.

This time, Xuan Tian lay on the hospital bed again. He was very old, his lover had passed away, and his children had grown up and started their own families. In this life, he seemed to have no regrets.

His hands clenched tightly, then quickly relaxed, and his eyes gradually dimmed and lost their light.

Drop drop!
Soon, Xuan Tian's heart rate curve turned into a straight line.

He passed away peacefully at an old age.

"Being able to experience some of the feelings from my past life again seems like a pretty good option!"

But at that moment, Xuan Tian, ​​who had just 'passed away,' suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

At the same time, the entire 'real' world collapsed suddenly with Xuan Tian's awakening, becoming riddled with holes.

Soon, the illusory figure that had been secretly observing and manipulating everything was also startled by the collapse of the world.

But before it could evolve into an illusion again, a large hand, surrounded by a hazy, clear light, actually grabbed it directly from its illusory state, saying, "Got you!"

(End of this chapter)