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Mount Li, Epang Palace.

The eleven ancestral witches, with their flesh and blood bodies, stood between heaven and earth.

Breathing is even, blood is flowing, and life is on the horizon!

The divine lightning of the Great Dao condensed and refined the body of the Ancestral Witch, tempering its impurities.

The essence of Pangu's blood further strengthens the body of the Ancestral Witch!

A wisp of primordial spirit and a drop of spinal cord filled the gaps in the Ancestral Witch's abilities.

It can enable the resurrected ancestral witch to give birth to a primordial spirit!

The Netherworld, the Palace of Peace.

Fengdu had already fainted from excitement.

A layer of mist welled up in Houtu's deep eyes.

Their bodies will be reborn into the cycle of reincarnation, never to step out of the netherworld for eternity!

The loneliness and desolation within were known only to Houtu.

Houtu was no longer a witch, and the bitterness of being expelled from the witch clan by the eleven ancestral witches was borne by Houtu alone!

Today! All the forbearance, all the suffering, has come to an end!

worth!

How could Houtu not be excited?

The Emperor of Fengdu did not reside in Fengdu City.

Unable to find the Emperor of Fengdu, the Ten Kings of Hell could only come to the Pingxin Hall.

Normally, the Ten Kings of Hell report to the Emperor of Fengdu when they have something to say; they cannot overstep their bounds and come directly to the Pingxin Hall!

Today! I can't worry about that anymore!

"Your Majesty, the disciple of the First Emperor has arrived in the Netherworld."

"please!"

then!

The Ten Kings of Hell escorted Liu Er, the direct disciple of the First Emperor, into the Pingxin Hall.

One of the Yama Kings held up a Taoist robe for Liu Er, while the other two Yama Kings stood respectfully to his left and right. "Great Sage, please, please, watch your step."

After the Six-Eared Beast's tribulation, he was conferred the title of the Great Sage Lingxiao of the Heavenly Court!

The Heavenly Sage Lingxiao, a first-rank official, is worthless!

The true core essence is: the direct disciple of the First Emperor, the Great Heavenly Venerable!

Fengdu finally awoke from her coma of crying with joy and hurriedly came to greet Liu Er on behalf of the Goddess Houtu.

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist Liu Er, it feels like we've known each other forever."

"Brother Fengdu, it's been a long time."

Fengdu grabbed Liu Er's hand and said, "Brother, please."

Enter Pingxin Hall.

Liu Er bowed and said, "Greetings, Empress Pingxin!"

"Young friend, there's no need for such formalities."

Houtu was very polite.

Liu Er looked somewhat dazed, surrounded by the Ten Kings of Hell.

Fengdu called himself a brother.

The Empress Pingxin, the Supreme Being of the Underworld, refers to herself as her little friend.

Liu Er couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat!

All of this was given to me by my teacher!

Liu Er will never forget the hardships he endured as a servant!

If it weren't for his mentor, he would probably have been eaten by some unknown little tiger vanguard long ago.

Where is the Great Sage Lingxiao today?

Liu Er dared not abuse his status as a direct disciple to act recklessly outside. Instead, he bowed respectfully and said, "Liu Er is here on my teacher's orders to see Your Majesty."

"The physical bodies of the eleven ancestral witches have been fully restored, and their true spirits have returned. They can be awakened today."

"Regarding the matter of awakening the Ancestral Witch, the teacher's intention is to ask the Empress to personally send someone."

The ritual is essential! The ritual of awakening the ancestral shaman must not be lost!

Houtu's Dao heart remained unmoved; she smiled calmly and said, "Alright!"

"Go back and thank your teacher for me."

"Yes!" Liu Er replied, and then prepared to take his leave.

Without Houtu's instructions, Fengdu took Liu'er's hand and said, "Brother, don't rush. Come back to Fengdu City with me. We're already here."

then!

When Liu Er left the Netherworld, he was carrying large and small bags, all of which were Netherworld specialties, including but not limited to spiritual roots, spiritual essences, and rare treasures.

Liu Er returned to his ancestral home.

Coincidentally, all the junior brothers were there.

With a wave of his hand, Liu Er distributed the food to his junior brothers.

As the senior disciple, you should act like one!

After Liu Er left.

The underworld is in turmoil.

Houtu was unable to leave the underworld, so she ordered Fengdu to go to Mount Li herself.

The revival of the Ancestral Witches is the greatest event!

Fengdu summoned the Ten Kings of Hell, the Black and White Impermanence, the Day and Night Wanderers, and other ten great underworld generals!

Let's go to Mount Li together!

Before going to Mount Li, I first visited the First Emperor's camp and paid my respects to him.

Li Yu smiled calmly, "No need for such formalities!"

"It's ready!"

"yes!"

Fengdu, along with the Ten Kings of Hell, Black and White Impermanence, and others, arrived at Mount Li!

Gazing at the eleventh Ancestral Witch, tears welled in his eyes, "Leader, Leader."

"Chief, wake up. You're home. We've come to get you."

The nameless Taoist smiled mysteriously, "Why not raise your voice and shout it out?"

Fengdu, with tears welling in his eyes, took a deep breath and shouted:

"Rise, my leader!"

hum!

The heavens and earth shook!

boom!boom!

The sound of the Ancestral Witch's heartbeat.

The malevolent energy of heaven and earth can no longer penetrate the body of the Ancestral Witch!

Dijiang's eyelids twitched slightly.

Dijiang had a very long dream.

I dreamt of the Lich War.

He led his brothers and sisters to their deaths alongside Dijun and Taiyi.

At the moment of the decisive battle, Houtu betrayed the Wu tribe.

Enraged, Dijiang shouted, "Houtu will no longer be a witch!" and banished Houtu from the witch clan.

Dijiang died, and his true spirit dissipated into the heavens and earth.

He died, yet he didn't truly die; his spirit wandered and scattered throughout the world, observing the changing winds and clouds!

Houtu, my dear... he established the Netherworld, apparently to leave a glimmer of hope for the declining Witch Clan...

The Netherworld became the last sanctuary for the Witch Clan!

Dijiang realized he had wronged Houtu, he had really wronged her...

Dijiang wanted to say sorry... but it was impossible...

For the sake of the Wu tribe, Houtu was eternally imprisoned in the Netherworld, never to step out.

For the rest of her life, she was accompanied only by the lonely, cold breeze, and the eerie, ghostly aura imprisoned her.

The girl suffered so much, she really suffered... She sacrificed so much for the Witch Clan...

She also wants to resurrect all her brothers, which is extremely difficult...

But the girl didn't give up, she never gave up...

The girl could have received a reward comparable to that of the second-ranked scholar in the Great Dao, but she gave it up in exchange for the intervention of the First Emperor, the Great Celestial Venerable…

Houtu has never let down the Wu tribe!

Houtu, the maiden, did not wish to pursue the supreme path, but only wished to wait in the lonely and desolate netherworld... for the ancestral witch to be resurrected...

Dijiang's eyelids twitched again.

His eyes were not yet open.

Two streams of hot tears had already slid down her cheeks.

Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Ju Mang, Tian Wu, Xuan Ming, and the rest of the Wu tribe had tears streaming down their faces, filled with guilt, regret, and remorse for hurting Hou Tu...

Fengdu panicked when he saw that the leaders were still asleep but were shedding tears.

"What's wrong, Mr. Nameless with the huge penis?"

"Why aren't the leaders waking up? I hope nothing bad has happened..."

Upon seeing this, Pangu smiled calmly, "The ancestral witch has fallen; her true spirit returns to heaven and earth!"

"Their true spirits scattered throughout the primordial world, but they did not truly perish; therefore, their true spirits witnessed the changing fortunes of the primordial world!"

"When the true spirit is scattered, it is unconscious and without thought!"

"Now the true spirit has returned, possessing consciousness and the ability to think."

Having thoughts prevents one from becoming numb and cold.

The eleventh Ancestral Witch shed tears of remorse, guilt, and self-reproach.

This undoubtedly proves that everything Houtu did was not in vain!

"Leader, leader, the leader Houtu sent me to take you home." Fengdu ran to the group of ancestral witches.

hum!

Upon hearing Houtu's name, Dijiang blinked even faster, narrowing his eyes to a slit...

I saw light.

A soft light came into view...

Dijiang awoke, and the other Ancestral Witches behind him finally awoke one after another.

"Fengdu..."

When Fengdu saw that its leader had finally woken up, it was overjoyed. "Leader, it's me!"

Fengdu are all sons of the Wu tribe.

Xiang Liu continues to guard the Pangu Temple.

Xing Tian personally led his men to the scene.

Xing Tian, ​​a tall and imposing figure, arrived panting heavily, wielding a giant axe and halberd, and gazed at the group of leaders.

He threw down his axe and sat down on the ground with a thud.

howling.

"Chief...Chief...You truly...Heaven has eyes! The Great Way is blessed..."

"Xingtian, why are you crying? Don't cry. After we left... you've grown up too."