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

He glanced around at the crowd still struggling to hold on, but did not reveal the truth; he simply observed quietly.

For them, this pressure was not only a test of their physical bodies, but also a baptism of their Daoist hearts.

If one can overcome this tribulation, one's resolve will be as firm as a rock, and one's future path of cultivation will advance even further.

If one cannot bear it, one will never be able to approach the Great Dao in one's lifetime, and will stop here with no possibility of further breakthrough.

At this moment, many people had already knelt on the ground under this oppressive force, completely collapsing; very few were still able to stand.

Chen Yu witnessed everything, but merely shook his head slightly without uttering a single word.

After all, he had little connection with the people present and no close relationship with them, so he naturally wouldn't offer any advice.

The oppressive force descended suddenly, then vanished in an instant.

In the depths of reincarnation, a figure quietly emerged.

She was dressed in a magnificent palace gown, her face bearing a striking resemblance to the ancient ancestral witch Houtu, exuding seven parts charm and eight parts grace, as she slowly emerged from the most hidden place of reincarnation.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they all showed deep respect, bowing respectfully.

"Pay homage to the Ancestral Witch Houtu! The Ancestral Witch is compassionate and merciful. She sacrificed herself to make up for the deficiencies of the primordial world, opened up the path of reincarnation for all spirits, and enabled all beings to be reborn without perishing."

Upon hearing this, the newcomer calmly swept his gaze over the crowd, his tone as still as water: "From this day forward, I am no longer the Ancestral Witch Houtu. My name is—Pingxin."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

The cycle of reincarnation is the path through which all beings are reborn, and the word "fairness" is of utmost importance. If those who govern reincarnation harbor biases, how can the cycle of reincarnation for all beings be just?

From now on, Tu will relinquish the name of the Ancestral Witch and call himself "Pingxin" (meaning "Peaceful Heart"), which is to show that he has no selfish thoughts and is willing to treat all living beings in the primordial world with an equal heart.

On the shore of the sea of ​​blood, the eleven ancestral witches of the witch clan stood silently, as if they had not heard the words spoken just now.

But when they saw that familiar figure, their faces all showed undisguised joy.

In their hearts, Houtu will always be Houtu.

Even though she no longer bears the name of the Witch Clan, even though she has changed her name and surname, she is still their sister, the gentle and steadfast Houtu.

Empress Pingxin turned to look at Chen Yu, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Chen Yu. If it weren't for your assistance, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu merely smiled faintly, his tone gentle: "Fellow Daoist Pingxin, you flatter me. What I did was nothing more than a small favor, hardly a matter of gratitude. The reason you were able to be reborn so quickly lies entirely in your own great aspiration and sacrifice. Without your willingness to transform into human form to mend the heavens, how could the primordial world have achieved perfection?"

Just as Pingxin was about to respond, his gaze suddenly sharpened and he looked up at the horizon.

In the distance, a Qilin galloped through the air, its hooves creating a gust of wind, carrying a crystal-clear fruit in its mouth, its light shimmering and imbued with supreme Daoist wisdom.

The Qilin was extremely fast, arriving in an instant and stopping in front of Lady Pingxin, bowing its head to present the fruit.

This fruit is a symbol of the Heavenly Dao Sainthood. Once accepted, one only needs to merge with it to immediately attain the Heavenly Dao Sainthood and achieve a status comparable to Hongjun.

However, the Heavenly Way and the Earthly Way are fundamentally different. If one accepts this outcome with equanimity, it means that the Earthly Way will be subservient to the Heavenly Way and will never be able to transcend it.

She simply stared at the fruit, her gaze unwavering, her expression unchanged, as if she hadn't seen it, standing serenely.

In the blink of an eye, the space deep within the cycle of reincarnation trembled slightly, and a ghostly beast burst forth, rushing towards the scene with a fruit in its mouth, which it respectfully offered to Lady Pingxin.

Upon seeing this, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes, and he reached out to take it without hesitation.

The fruit melts upon contact with the hand, instantly disappearing into the person's body.

In an instant, a vast and powerful aura erupted from her body, sweeping across the surroundings and shaking all spirits.

In just a few breaths, Consort Pingxin had completed her transformation—she had attained the status of a true saint.

She slowly opened her eyes, which had been closed, her gaze sharp and imposing as she swept her eyes over the crowd. Her voice was clear, cold, and firm:

"From this day forward, I wholeheartedly declare myself the foremost sage of the Earthly Way, standing alongside Hongjun of the Heavenly Way."

"Although the underground passage is hidden in the netherworld, its position is not lowly; it is equal to that of the heavens."

When these words were spoken, all was silent, and no one dared to respond.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see how Heaven would respond.

It should be known that Hongjun has merged with the Dao to become Heaven, and is the sole representative of the Heavenly Dao. In the past, in the primordial world, only the Heavenly Dao was supreme, and the name of the Earthly Dao was never heard.

But after a long time, the sky remained calm and the Great Dao was silent.

Everyone finally understood—Hongjun had tacitly approved.

The tunnel was established from this point.

When the Six Sages realized this, their hearts were inevitably stirred. This underground passage had suddenly appeared in the world, and Lady Pingxin had become the first sage of the underground passage, with a status equal to that of Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Didn't this mean that from this day forward, they would not only have Hongjun above them, but also Lady Pingxin?

This situation caused the six sages a slight unease and displeasure. However, after a moment's thought, they were relieved—they were sages established by the Heavenly Dao, not under the jurisdiction of the Earthly Dao, so why should they be afraid?

Empress Pingxin did not respond to this, nor did she glance at anyone present; she simply continued to speak calmly.

"When the Dao of Earth is first formed, eight Sages of the Dao of Earth will be born. I am the first Sage, and seven more are needed to attain enlightenment in succession."

"The Great Emperor of Fengdu governs the Netherworld and can be considered the second saint of the underworld. It is hoped that after you attain sainthood, you will properly govern the underworld, protect the order of reincarnation, and not allow any mistakes."

Upon hearing this, the six sages remained calm and unmoved, finding the words reasonable and justifiable.

But those with great supernatural powers were different. Upon hearing this, their eyes flashed with fervor, and their gazes all fell on Dijiang, filled with envy and longing.

Chen Yu stood quietly to the side, his expression indifferent, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

For him, the path had long transcended the realm of sainthood. All he cared about was when he could cultivate the Xuanxian realm to its perfection.

Now, the galaxy has returned to its place, and the branches of spacetime have been formed. The only remaining challenge is for the world to advance from the Lesser Thousand to the Middle Thousand, a hurdle that is extremely difficult to overcome.

Although the powerful beings were jealous of Dijiang's ascension to the throne, they all turned their attention to Lady Pingxin, hoping that they could also obtain one of the five seats in the underground passage, considering that there were still five seats available.

After all, that's the status of a saint! Five spots are being offered at once—who wouldn't be tempted?

If one could obtain even one of these, one could one stand shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Saints, roam freely throughout the primordial world, be immortal, and have no fear of perishing.

However, they were unaware that the Earthly Path Saintly Position was reserved for those who cultivated the Earthly Path, while they all followed the Heavenly Path and were not eligible for this position.

After speaking, Empress Pingxin fell silent, merely glancing at everyone before saying nothing more.

Just then, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky again, and a vast amount of merit descended from the heavens—this was a merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, because the Netherworld had finally been perfected, and the heavens and earth responded by bestowing this reward.

This act of merit is extremely vast, for it restores the balance of the primordial world, allowing all living beings to be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation. It is truly an act of immeasurable merit.

When the merits of the Heavenly Dao descended upon the underworld, one-tenth of them were first sent straight to Chen Yu.

The reason is simple: Chen Yu made great contributions to the construction of the Netherworld and deserves this reward alone.

Chen Yu stared at the incoming stream of merit light without changing his expression. He casually absorbed it into his body, showing no joy on his face.