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The Styx Ancestor had never felt so frustrated in his life.

Really.

Back then, when he listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, although he didn't manage to snag a prayer mat, he was still considered a VIP in the front row. Later, when Nuwa created humans and became a saint, and the Three Pure Ones established their religions and became saints, he was envious and also tried to emulate Nuwa's creation of humans, creating the "Asura race"; and he tried to emulate the Three Pure Ones' establishment of their religions, establishing the "Killing Sect".

Although he didn't become a saint in the end, he still accumulated a lot of merit and was considered a prominent figure in the prehistoric world.

But today, my face has been rubbed raw on the ground.

With tears in his eyes, he took out a few lotus seeds from his bosom.

"These are the lotus seeds from the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus. There are only three in total, and I'm giving them to you."

Lin Xuan took it and weighed it in his hand. Good stuff. Even if this thing doesn't grow to a 12th grade, it can definitely grow to a 6th or 9th grade, with excellent defensive capabilities.

"Anything else?" Lin Xuan stretched out his hand without pulling it back.

"There's more?!" Styx's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Lin Xuan, leave some room for maneuver; you might need to meet again in the future!"

"Fellow Daoist Styx, you don't understand," Lin Xuan pointed to the still numerous, though somewhat purified, vengeful spirits around them. "We're building the Cycle of Reincarnation to help you deal with your garbage. That's like property management fees. Besides, once the Underworld is built, you Asuras can get a position there, become a ghost officer or something, a civil servant, on the government payroll! Isn't that better than you just wasting your days like this?"

Styx listened, completely bewildered.

A government employee? A civil servant? Receiving a government salary?

Although I don't understand these words, they seem pretty impressive.

"Really...really?" Styx was somewhat shaken.

"I, Lin Xuan, never lie." Lin Xuan patted his chest (thinking to himself: But I lie to ghosts and Asuras), "Think about it, from now on, the Underworld will be under my sister's jurisdiction, which means it will be under the jurisdiction of the Witch Clan. If your Asura Clan becomes the security force of the Underworld, then aren't we all one family? From now on, anyone who dares to bully you is bullying the Underworld and bullying the Witch Clan!"

This whole charade completely fooled Styx.

He thought about it and it seemed to make sense. The Witch Clan was powerful now; if he could get on their good side, he could do whatever he wanted in the prehistoric world.

"Okay! Deal!"

Styx gritted his teeth and pulled out another flag.

"This is the Asura Banner, capable of mobilizing the power of the Blood Sea. I'm giving it to you as... well, a foundation-laying gift!"

Lin Xuan was overjoyed and grabbed it.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, you are truly magnanimous! From now on, you will be the honorary deputy director of the Underworld!"

With the Styx River secured, the site issue is considered resolved.

Next up is the main event.

Lin Xuan turned around and looked at Houtu.

At this moment, Houtu had reached the very center of the Blood Sea. That was the core of the entire Blood Sea, and also the place with the heaviest Yin energy.

She removed her outer tribal armor, leaving her in only a plain-colored long dress. The wind ruffled her long hair, making her appear both delicate and divine.

"Seventh Sister," Lin Xuan called out, his voice trembling slightly, "Are you ready?"

Houtu turned around and bowed deeply to Lin Xuan and all the ancestral witches.

"Eldest brother, fellow brothers, thirteenth brother."

"Today, Houtu seeks a home for all living beings in this primordial world."

"If I unfortunately perish..."

"Shut up!" Dijiang interrupted her, his eyes red-rimmed. "Don't say such discouraging things! Thirteenth Brother said he could protect you, and he definitely can! If you dare to die, I'll fill this sea of ​​blood and bury you with him!"

Houtu laughed, and tears streamed down her face.

She turned around, facing the heavens and earth, and formed a mudra with her hands.

A grand, desolate, and compassionate aura erupted from her. This aura was different from the oppressive power of a saint; it was not as aggressive, but it was more profound and deep.

"The Great Way is above!"

Houtu's voice resounded throughout the entire primordial world.

"I am Houtu, the descendant of Pangu."

"Now that I see the souls of the ancient world have nowhere to go and the wronged spirits have nowhere to return, I cannot bear it."

"I am willing to transform myself into one of the six realms of reincarnation to complete the cycle of existence!"

"The six realms are: the realm of gods, the realm of humans, the realm of asuras, the realm of animals, the realm of hungry ghosts, and the realm of hell!"

"Reincarnation, stand firm!"

Rumble—!

As Houtu uttered her vow, the entire prehistoric world trembled.

The once clear sky instantly turned pitch black. This was not a cloud; it was the wrath of Heaven, the manifestation of the Great Dao.

A gigantic, golden, illusory wheel slowly emerged above the sea of ​​blood. The wheel contained six enormous black holes, which rotated slowly, emanating an aura that seemed to devour everything.

At that moment, all the wronged souls stopped crying. As if they had seen the way home, they quieted down and knelt down in worship before the wheel.

"May the Goddess Houtu have mercy!"

This cry, gathering the power of wishes from hundreds of millions of living beings, soared straight into the sky.

But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

In the sky, besides the golden clouds of merit used as rewards, a giant eye also appeared.

Those eyes were devoid of emotion, coldly gazing at Houtu.

The eye of heaven!

It will not tolerate the existence of an uncontrolled tunnel.

A bolt of purple lightning, imbued with the laws of destruction, silently struck down towards Houtu. This lightning was not meant to kill her, but to shatter her consciousness, leaving only her physical body as a vessel for reincarnation.

"Oh no!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank.

He sensed that malicious intent.

"System! Substitute puppets! Attack!"

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and a golden light flew out from his hand, growing taller in the wind and instantly transforming into a giant ten thousand feet tall.

The giant's body was covered in bulging muscles, exuding a strong aura of Pangu.

It was the "Pangu True Body Substitute Puppet" that Lin Xuan had redeemed for 10,000 points.

"go!"

Lin Xuan manipulated the puppet to block Houtu's head.

boom!

The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning struck the puppet fiercely.