I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 55 Reincarnation Manifests, Eighteen Levels of Hell Emerge

On the primordial land, Houtu continued to make her vow, and under the witness of the Origin Dao, the originally dark primordial sky began to shine with golden light.

"The cycle of reincarnation is divided into six realms, and the true spirits of all beings can enter them. There are three realms above and three realms below, called the three realms of good and evil. Those who did good in their previous lives can enter the three realms above: the Heavenly God Realm of the primordial beings, the Human Realm of the primordial human race, and the Asura Realm of the endless sea of ​​blood."

The sound pierced through the heavens and the earth, and even the most powerful beings of the primordial era were moved.

"When a primordial being perishes, its true spirit can be reincarnated into one of the three good realms according to the magnitude of its merits in life."

Hearing this, all the holy beings in the heavens gritted their teeth in anger.

"Damn it, the Human Path should have been obtained by my Human Sect. Ancestor of Humanity, Houtu, I am your sworn enemy!"

The Supreme Sage has gone mad. His opportunity has been completely cut off, and his offensive power has increased once again.

"Hmph, you'll have to have a chance to come out first. Just stay put, the cycle of reincarnation is not for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation erupted, and the Witch Clan's fortune burned even more terrifyingly.

Hongjun Daozu on Mount Buzhou was also sweating profusely with anxiety. He was willing to burn the origin of the Heavenly Dao to suppress Pangu's will. The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not back down at all. They directly inhaled a large amount of evil energy to stimulate the burning of Pangu's will.

"Hongjun, let's fight to the death!"

Rumble.

In an instant, the primordial world trembled, and giant rocks began to fall from Mount Buzhou.

"Damn it."

Enraged, Hongjun coughed up three liters of blood and could only watch helplessly as Houtu was reborn.

"Those who do evil in their previous life will all be reborn in the three lower realms: the hell realm, the hungry ghost realm, and the animal realm."

Suddenly pausing, Houtu remembered what Ye Yang had once said: demons must not appear in the six realms of reincarnation. If any demon race wants to be reincarnated, they must admit that they are beasts, otherwise they can only wait to vanish into thin air.

"Houtu, you bastard—!"

Nuwa roared, and just as Ye Yang had said, the path of the demon race had turned into the path of the beast.

"Hahaha, Nuwa, I've said it before, if the demon race wants to be reincarnated, they have to admit they are beasts, otherwise they'll just vanish into thin air, hahaha."

Ye Yang laughed wildly, releasing his pent-up hatred in an unrestrained manner, making him feel incredibly exhilarated.

The voice of Houtu echoed once more across the vast, ancient land.

"In the name of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I seize the creation of heaven and earth, calculate the fate of all living beings, and those who do evil will all go to the eighteen levels of hell after death to suffer endless torment before they can descend to the three lower realms."

With a single word from the golden mouth, the primordial world trembled, and Houtu looked towards the bottomless abyss that had been pierced deeply by the eyes of Pangu's will.

"The eighteen levels of hell are here—."

In an instant, endless malevolent energy surged into the bottomless abyss, and the place began to change, transforming into the eighteen levels of hell according to Houtu's words.

All sorts of hellish experiences, such as being forced to endure tongue-pulling, being subjected to fire and boiling oil, appeared at this moment.

Then the endless abyss completely disappeared, and the eighteen levels of hell appeared.

Just as Houtu was about to breathe a sigh of relief and continue building the underworld, a golden light suddenly flashed.

(P.S.: The following is for plot purposes; please just take a look and don't take the timeline too seriously.)

"I am Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of the West, and I voluntarily dedicate myself to liberating the evil spirits of hell. I will not rest until hell is emptied."

"Ksitigarbha, get out—".

Suddenly a roar came, and Ye Yang roared angrily, having been on guard against this move.

At the same time, Jieyin, inside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, instantly opened his eyes wide:

"Hehe, the opportunity has come. Even if Ksitigarbha goes to hell, and Houtu attains the original Dao, our Western Great Sect will never suffer a loss."

The other saints also sensed it and instantly looked towards Jieyin:

"Jieyin, you're truly shameless."

"Hmph, what's face worth? The Ancestor of Humanity was right, can you eat face? Only overwhelming strength is the way to go."

I'm fucking stupid.

The saints were speechless, but this was a good thing.

"Alright, stop fooling around. The appearance of Ksitigarbha has caused trouble for Houtu, but it has bought us time. Let's break the formation quickly."

Jieyin chuckled and said:

"Rest assured, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, with our blessing and arrangement, although not as strong as a saint, is above a quasi-saint. Houtu alone cannot withstand it. Our Western Sect is determined to take these eighteen levels of hell."

Damn it, this is infuriating, but there's nothing we can do about it now. The group of saints looked at this guy, Jieyin, and suddenly felt like they deserved a beating, but they could only acquiesce for now. It seems that the Western sects should flourish.

However, at that very moment, Ye Yang's voice suddenly came again:

"Jieyin, you're celebrating too soon. Do you think I don't know what you're up to? You swear you won't become a Buddha until hell is empty, huh? No way."

Upon hearing the words of the Ancestor of Humanity, the saints were greatly surprised, and Jieyin was even more horrified:

How did you know?

"Hmph, I'm not telling you anyway, so what are you going to do about it?"

Ye Yang wanted to infuriate him. He himself held the script of the Primordial Era, and he knew perfectly well what Jieyin and Zhunti were.

"Don't worry about how I know this; I said that Ksitigarbha cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"Yeah?"

The Supreme Sage shouted loudly, "Oh!"

"Ancestor of Humanity, now you are also held back by us four saints. How can you spare any effort? It seems that the fortune of your witch clan is about to run out."

Upon hearing this, the other four saints instantly saw hope, but Ye Yang coldly smiled and said:

"Heh, who said I'd take action? Do I need to intervene to deal with a mere Ksitigarbha?"

"Hmph, Ksitigarbha's strength surpasses that of a Quasi-Saint, and Houtu cannot be distracted. Who else can stop him? Ancestor of Humanity, you have lost this battle."

However, Ye Yang remained calm and composed, saying:

"not necessarily."

Then, a voice emanating from the depths of his heart suddenly resounded throughout the primordial land:

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are the ancestor of all earth immortals. The Six Paths of Reincarnation will have a great connection with you in the future. If you don't act now, when will you?"

Rumble.

In an instant, only one side of the ancient land appeared as a book of earth.

"Ksitigarbha, I, Zhen Yuanzi, am here. Do not be so presumptuous!"

Zhen Yuanzi instantly realized where his opportunity lay, and thus acted without hesitation.

The saints were taken aback when they heard this, but they were not worried afterward.

"Hmph, Zhen Yuanzi alone probably can't stop you. Ancestor of Humanity, is this your backup plan? If so, you might as well admit defeat."

"Huh? Heh, one Zhen Yuanzi can't stop him? What about adding Styx?"

In an instant, Ye Yang's voice pierced through the thirty-three heavens of chaos, reaching the land of the Blood Sea:

"Ancestor Styx, haven't you watched enough of the show? If not now, when?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Styx Ancestor emerged from the sea of ​​blood, and Yuan Tu Abi headed straight for Ksitigarbha.

"Hmph, two quasi-saints are still not enough."

Jieyin was stubborn, but how could Ye Yang give him any face? He had already seen through Jieyin's unease.

"Is that really not enough? Looks like you've forgotten everything. As long as the earth exists, the immortals will never die. Don't you know that? As long as the sea of ​​blood never dries up, the river of the underworld will never die. Don't you know that?"

Upon hearing this, the saints suddenly realized the truth.

"Oh no, Ancestor of Humanity, you damned devil!"

The guide panicked instantly. Even if Ksitigarbha is incredibly powerful, he can't withstand endless resurrections.

"Hahaha, guide, I've been waiting for you right here."

Then the sound was so loud that it shook the entire prehistoric land:

"Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, kill Ksitigarbha for me!"

(End of this chapter)