Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

Now that Chen Yu has personally set the boundaries, who would dare to harbor any thoughts of competing?

Moreover, the Netherworld is now far more powerful than before—eleven Ancestral Witches have been transformed to guard the four directions, the Five Ghost Emperors are the work of five top-tier powerful beings, the Ten Underworld Marshals command countless ghost generals, and disciples of the Intercepting Sect are scattered everywhere.

Such a foundation cannot be easily shaken.

Without extraordinary means, who would dare to venture in?

Even if one is tempted to try, one must at least possess the cultivation of a sage before attempting it; otherwise, it may be easy to enter but difficult to leave.

Everyone fell silent in thought, and for a moment, no one dared to speak.

It's not that they're unwilling to respond, but rather that they dare not. Even the sages haven't spoken; how could anyone else dare to overstep their bounds?

Chen Yu remained calm and unhurried, continuing to observe them with a composed expression.

He was waiting for the judgment of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun—as long as the Dao Ancestor approved, everything would be settled.

As for the saints present? To be honest, he didn't take them seriously. If any saint dared to step into the Netherworld, they should be prepared for a one-way trip.

Although Hongjun Laozu had already attained the Dao and remained hidden within the Heavenly Dao without ever appearing, all phenomena of heaven and earth were within his perception, so he naturally knew what Chen Yu said and did.

"The Underworld holds the power over the reincarnation of all living beings in the primordial world. Those who cultivate to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal are not allowed to enter its territory without permission. Those who violate this rule will be punished and killed by the Underworld."

A majestic voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, causing all who heard it to change color.

This voice was none other than that of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Since the Dao Ancestor had already made his decision, who dared to question it?

Even those who were unwilling had no choice but to submit. Did they really want to be enemies of the Dao Ancestor? That would only be courting death.

The saints exchanged glances and nodded slightly in agreement.

Upon seeing this, all the powerful beings nodded in agreement.

All living beings of the primordial world bowed in respect from afar.

At this point, the overall situation was settled. The construction of the underworld was complete, and there was nothing more to add.

Just as Chen Yu was about to speak again, several magical treasures suddenly appeared in the sky, slowly descended, and hovered in front of him.

With just a quick glance, he knew that these were all innate treasures belonging exclusively to the Underworld lineage—

The seal of the Emperor of Fengdu, the Book of Life and Death of the Ten Kings of Hell, the Judge's Pen in the Judge's Hand, the Netherworld Blade and Reincarnation Spear worn by the Ten Ghost Generals, the Reincarnation Wheel that governs reincarnation, as well as the Soul-Hooking Rope of the Soul-Hooking Messenger, the Forgetfulness Bottle of the Crosser of the River of Oblivion, and the True Water of the Underworld...

Each item is unique to the underworld, each has its own owner, and none may be taken from outsiders.

Chen Yu didn't say much, but simply distributed the items one by one, returning them to their rightful owners without hesitation.

Once all the magical treasures were in their proper places, the structure of the Underworld was finally completed, with nothing missing.

He turned to face the entire primordial world, and declared in a steady and profound voice:

"The place of reincarnation has been opened, the Netherworld has been built, and all the relevant departments have taken their positions and are fulfilling their responsibilities. From this day forward, all living beings in the primordial world may reincarnate in order and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

After he finished speaking, Chen Yu said no more and stood still, as if waiting for the final verdict.

High above, the Eye of the Great Dao appeared once more, its gaze falling upon the entire realm of the Cycle of Reincarnation and the Underworld, examining whether it was truly as complete and flawless as it had described.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yu quietly manifested a long river of laws behind him, while he focused his mind on comprehending the origin of the Great Dao, without any fluctuation.

After surveying the area and confirming that everything was correct, the Eye of the Great Dao immediately bestowed supreme merit.

A vast pillar of merit descended from the horizon, piercing through the void and pouring into the depths of the Netherworld.

This is a great merit of the Great Dao, far more precious than any gift from Heaven. Since the beginning of time, it has only descended twice like this.

Whether they were saints or great supernatural beings, all who witnessed this scene showed burning desire and envy.

However, even though they longed for it to the extreme, no one dared to make the slightest move—how could the majesty of the Great Dao be desecrated?

All the people could do was stand still and look up at the pillar of merit that stretched from heaven to earth, their eyes filled with awe and longing.

In the beginning of chaos, the Netherworld Blood Sea surged ceaselessly.

The six sages and many powerful beings stood silently in the void, their eyes fixed on the vast and boundless Great Dao Merit in the sky, yet none of them dared to harbor any greedy thoughts.

Although the crowd felt envious and their eyes turned red, their hearts were clear as mirrors, and they knew that they should not overstep their bounds.

This is a merit bestowed by the Great Dao itself, a reward from the will of Heaven. If anyone dares to reach out and snatch it, they will likely be annihilated on the spot by the very source of the Great Dao the moment their fingertips touch it.

Even the merits bestowed by Heaven in ordinary ways must not be forcibly taken or seized; if one acts recklessly, the only outcome will be the complete annihilation of one's soul and spirit, and eternal annihilation.

Chen Yu gazed at the stream of merit light appearing in the air, his expression calm and serene. To him, this power of the Great Dao offered no real benefit.

Suddenly, the immense merit was divided into three parts—one part, accounting for sixty percent, transformed into a golden light that shot straight into the depths of reincarnation and vanished in an instant.

Secondly, it accounts for 30%, which is then split into two: the Styx Ancestor receives 10%, which he accepts without complaint; while Chen Yu takes 20%, which he casually pockets.

When he finished his practice, his movements were casual, as natural as picking up a fallen leaf, without any sense of cherishing it.

This scene, witnessed by the cultivators, stirred up a wave of jealousy.

Countless eyes were fixed on the merit points that were being taken away, and people sighed inwardly, "If you don't care, why not give them to us? We desperately need them!"

The final merit slowly drifted towards the land where the witch clan resided.

It landed on the Wu Clan's fortune, and instantly shone with boundless light, causing the clan's fortune to surge.

The heavy karma accumulated from the ancient war between the lich and the demons melted away swiftly in the face of this vast merit, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

In an instant, the eleven ancestral witches and all the witch people felt their bodies lighten, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off them, but they did not know the reason.

Once the merits were distributed, the "Eye of the Great Dao" hanging in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yu gazed at the spot where the object had disappeared, shook his head slightly, and looked on with a hint of regret.

He has always been gazing into the eye of the Great Dao, and through long-term contemplation, he has glimpsed many mysteries and gained a deeper understanding of the essence of the laws.

Now his river of laws is not only wider but also more profound, and he can now be compared with a sage.

If he were to fight Nuwa again now, in terms of mastery of the laws alone, he might not be inferior to her.

After all, he had twice faced the Eye of the Great Dao and personally experienced the profound mysteries of the origin. His comprehension of the Three Thousand Laws had advanced by leaps and bounds, and the River of Laws had also greatly increased.

After regaining his composure, Chen Yu turned his gaze to the depths of reincarnation.

Just now, sixty percent of his virtue merged into the core of reincarnation, triggering a change.

Within the cycle of reincarnation, space violently trembled, and time and space were disordered. A primordial spirit slowly emerged from the chaos.

As the primordial spirit first appeared, a powerful pressure suddenly erupted, sweeping across the four directions like a tidal wave and oppressing all the heavens.

The powerful beings felt this force, their expressions changed drastically, and they all tried their best to resist.

The six saints also frowned slightly. Although it was not enough to shake the foundation, the strength of this pressure was faintly comparable to that of a saint.

Chen Yu sensed this aura, but instead of being surprised, he smiled slightly.

This oppressive aura, this presence... it's all too familiar.

He gazed intently into the depths of reincarnation, his eyes sparkling, and a realization dawned on him.

The power of this pressure is no less than that of a saint; in other words, it is the aura of a saint.

In addition, the familiar fluctuations made him almost immediately conclude that it must be Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, who had been reborn and returned with the power of the Great Dao's merits.