My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood outside Biyou Palace, looking up at the golden light of merit that had not yet completely dissipated in the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, is truly amazing!"

His laughter was filled with undisguised admiration, "So quiet, yet it caused such a commotion!"

"From this day forward, in this vast and boundless world, teachers will no longer hold absolute authority!"

"For all living beings in the primordial world, this might be a good thing."

He laughed heartily, as if the earth goddess Houtu had become a saint, something worth celebrating for him.

The disciples behind him, including Daoist Duobao and Holy Mother Jinling, looked at each other, wondering why their master was so happy.

But they could sense that there was no falsehood in their master's laughter.

……

Kunlun Mountain.

Now, Randeng, the vice leader of the Chan Sect, is filled with regret.

If he had successfully become Meng Chuan's personal disciple back then, given the relationship between Meng Chuan and Hou Tu, Hou Tu would have become his backer!

Perhaps I can even obtain a position as a genuine saint!

But he missed it!

……

West Kunlun, Yaochi.

The Queen Mother of the West stood by the Jade Pool, gazing at the reflections of the sky and clouds in the water, and softly sighed:

"The Ancestral Witch Houtu... I really didn't expect this."

Standing beside her, Dongwanggong nodded, sighing deeply.

"Yeah...who would have thought?"

"You mean... Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan hasn't shown himself for many years, could it be because he's been helping Ancestral Witch Houtu plot the independence of the underground passage?"

"That's possible."

……

Above the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Houtu withdrew her gaze from the direction of Zixiao Palace and slowly descended.

She was still surrounded by a faint golden light of merit, emanating a reassuring aura.

The eleven Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang and Zhujiuyin, were standing in front of her, their faces filled with barely suppressed excitement and joy.

"Today, the Underground Path has successfully achieved independence, and Houtu has become the Supreme Saint of the Underground Path. Our Wu Clan will no longer have to depend on anyone's whims! This is a truly momentous occasion!"

Dijiang looked delighted.

Houtu smiled but did not reply.

She raised her hand and made a light sweeping motion in the air.

A spatial rift appeared before her.

On the other side of the rift lies a dark and deep space—that is where the underworld is located!

"Brother, from now on, you will be in charge of the underworld."

Houtu looked at Dijiang and said seriously, "You are Ksitigarbha, in charge of the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms."

Dijiang paused for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Okay!"

Houtu then looked at the other ten ancestral witches: "My other brothers, you are the Ten Kings of Hell, each with your own duties, assisting our eldest brother in governing the underworld."

Zhu Jiuyin and the others nodded in agreement.

After arranging the affairs of the underworld, Houtu glanced at the Netherworld Blood Sea beneath her feet, and then turned her gaze to the distance—Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple!

"The independence of the Earthly Path this time owes much to fellow Daoists Minghe and Zhen Yuanzi. Today, with the will of the Earthly Path, I bestow upon you both the position of Earthly Path Saint, in recognition of your contributions!"

As Houtu's voice resounded throughout the primordial world—

Two vast auras rose simultaneously from the direction of the Netherworld Blood Sea and the direction of Wuzhuang Temple!

Two golden pillars of merit rose from the ground, like golden lotuses emerging from the earth, sweeping over Wuzhuang Temple and the Netherworld Blood Sea respectively.

Zhen Yuanzi's aura began to rise at an alarming rate!

The aura of the Styx River is also rapidly increasing!

Soon, they all became Earthly Saints, and in terms of strength, they were no weaker than any of the Six Heavenly Saints!

"Zhen Yuanzi! Styx! They actually became saints!"

"A Sage of the Earthly Path! A Sage of the Earthly Path bestowed by the Supreme Sage Houtu!"

"My God... the world is about to change drastically!"

……

In an instant, countless gazes focused on the direction of Wuzhuang Temple and the Netherworld Blood Sea, with envy, shock, jealousy, and awe—various emotions intertwined between heaven and earth.

Those Heavenly Saints were experiencing extremely complex emotions at this moment.

They obtained the Primordial Purple Qi, accumulated merits, and established a great teaching, and only then, with the help of the Primordial Purple Qi, did they attain the position of Heavenly Saints...

But what about Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx River?

They were simply helped Houtu build a tunnel, and they were immediately bestowed the title of Sage of the Tunnel!

The difference is just too big!

……

"Teacher, I have not let you down. I have witnessed the ascension of Houtu to sainthood!"

Yan Qing flew from the ancestral land of the Wu tribe towards the Netherworld Blood Sea, her pretty face unable to hide her excitement. She was also happy for the senior Houtu who had taken care of her in every way and treated her like family.

"Yan Qing, on behalf of Teacher, congratulations to Senior Houtu!"

Upon hearing Yan Qing's voice, Houtu looked at her, a rare smile appearing on her usually indifferent face. "Qingqing has arrived? From now on, you shall also enter the Underworld to cultivate."

"Thank you, Senior Houtu!"

Yan Qing thanked him repeatedly.

With the establishment of the underworld, the cycle of reincarnation began to operate.

Everything is proceeding smoothly.

Until one day, Houtu suddenly disappeared into the depths of the underworld.

When she reappeared, she was already standing outside the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

Her appearance came without any warning.

She stood there quietly in the void, like an ordinary visitor.

But the moment she appeared, the entire Heavenly Court of the Demon Race fell into a deathly silence.

At the same time, all the powerful demons felt a chill emanating from the depths of their souls.

It was the feeling of being watched by a supreme being.

Di Jun was discussing countermeasures with the demons in the palace when his expression suddenly changed and he abruptly stood up.

"She's here!"

Taiyi gripped the Eastern Emperor Bell tightly, his expression solemn.

Fuxi and Kunpeng also stood up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Outside the hall, Houtu's voice came calmly:

"Donghuang Taiyi, come out and see me."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every demon.

Taiyi took a deep breath, gripped the Eastern Emperor Bell tightly, and strode out of the hall.

He stood in the void, facing Houtu from afar.

"Houtu...Sage, what brings you to my Demon Clan's Heavenly Court?"

His voice was a little hoarse, but he tried his best to remain calm.

Houtu glanced at him indifferently, then spoke:

"Chaos Bell, will you relinquish your bond with me yourself and hand it over, or will I kill you and let it relinquish its bond on its own?"

She only holds half of the power over the Primordial Great Dao. If Hongjun doesn't cooperate, even if she has become a Supreme Saint of the Earthly Dao, she will not be able to make the Chaos Bell automatically relinquish its mastership.

Taiyi's face turned deathly pale.

He never expected that Houtu's first words would be to ask for his life-giving treasure, the "Eastern Emperor Bell"!

"You have already attained the highest level of enlightenment; the Eastern Emperor's Bell is useless to you now, isn't it?"

Taiichi gritted his teeth and tried to struggle.

In his view, before the Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, he placed all the supreme treasures and spiritual treasures on the Treasure Distribution Rock to distribute them. It is likely that the spiritual treasures and supreme treasures are no longer of any use to Houtu now.

Houtu remained calm: "I don't need it, but he can."

"he?"

Taiyi was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant, and his expression changed. "You mean Meng Chuan? He's not planning to keep hiding?"

"You don't need to know."

Houtu's tone grew impatient. "I'll give you three more breaths to consider. After three breaths, if you haven't handed over the Chaos Bell, you die!"

Her voice remained calm, but the killing intent contained within that calmness caused the temperature in the entire Demon Clan Heavenly Court to drop several degrees!