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

Hell.

This was Meng Chuan's first time here, because when he left, the underground passage was not yet independent, and neither the Six Paths of Reincarnation nor the Underworld had been established!

Before he left the prehistoric world, he had discussed the construction of the underworld with Houtu and the ancestral witches many times, but this was the first time he had personally visited the underworld.

On the road to the underworld, countless souls, guided by ghost messengers, marched slowly in long lines.

In the River of Oblivion, the water is murky, and one can vaguely see some struggling souls floating in the water.

On the Bridge of Helplessness, an old woman with white hair is offering Meng Po soup to the departing souls.

In the judges' office, the judges were bent over their desks, writing furiously as they adjudicated case after case.

From the Ten Kings of Hell, a series of majestic interrogation voices echoed.

Everything was in perfect order, and the cycle ran smoothly and systematically.

The entire underworld exudes a solemn and dignified atmosphere, inspiring awe in all who behold it.

Dijiang led Mengchuan straight to the Fengdu Emperor's Palace.

Ten figures were already seated inside the hall.

The ten people stood up as soon as they saw Meng Chuan enter, their faces beaming with warm smiles.

"Ha... Brother Meng Chuan!"

"You're finally back!"

"Good brother! After all these years, we've finally got you back!"

These were the other ten Ancestral Witches.

Although they wore the official robes of the Ten Kings of Hell, with official hats on their heads and holding tablets in their hands, their forthright and unrestrained temperament remained unchanged.

Zhu Rong, still as carefree as ever, walked over and patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder with a hearty laugh.

Gonggong remained as taciturn as ever, but a look of satisfaction shone in his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, Rushou, Jumang... each of the ancestral witches expressed their welcome to Mengchuan in their own unique way.

Looking at these familiar faces, Meng Chuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart and returned the greeting with clasped hands.

"My dear brothers, how have you been?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone took their seats.

Not long after, two more figures walked in from outside the hall.

A man dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a lean face and an elegant demeanor, surrounded by a faint earthy yellow light, holding a whisk in his hand—this was Zhen Yuanzi.

The other was dressed in a blood-red robe, with a sinister face and a faint, bloody aura emanating from him. A blood-red longsword hung at his waist—it was Styx.

The two entered the hall and smiled when they saw Meng Chuan.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, it's been a long time."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed respectfully, his tone tinged with emotion.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan, you're finally back."

Styx cupped his hands in return, his tone carrying a rare gentleness.

Meng Chuan looked at the two of them, and a thought suddenly struck him.

He could sense that the aura emanating from the two people was completely different from before.

That was an aura that transcended the level of a quasi-saint—

The aura of a saint!

He was in no way inferior to the few direct disciples of Hongjun Daozu, the Heavenly Dao Saints, whom he had faced before leaving the Primordial World!

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, Fellow Daoist Styx, it seems you have both become saints?"

Meng Chuan smiled.

Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe nodded at the same time.

"Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Earth, we two have been granted the status of Earthly Saints, and are now Earthly Saints who are subordinate to the Earthly Way."

Zhen Yuanzi explained, his tone tinged with gratitude, "Now, our strength is no less than that of Laozi and Yuanshi, who have lost the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner."

As he finished speaking, a glint of light flashed deep in his eyes.

Years ago, Meng Chuan was targeted by the Heavenly Sage. He wanted to help, but he was powerless and could only watch from the sidelines, like a useless person.

Now, he is a Daoist Saint, whose strength is no less than that of the Heavenly Dao Saints. If the Heavenly Dao Saints dare to target Fellow Daoist Meng Chuan again, he is fully capable of protecting them!

Styx nodded, a smile more painful than a grimace appearing on his usually cold face.

"After you left, Houtu, the Sage, successfully attained enlightenment and fulfilled the promise you made to me, bestowing upon me the status of a Sage of the Earthly Path."

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi was also granted the title of a Saint for offering the Earth Book to assist the Earth Dao."

After listening, Meng Chuan understood.

Before he left the prehistoric world, he did discuss with Houtu that if the Earthly Path succeeded in becoming independent, he could give Styx a position as a Sage of the Earthly Path in exchange for his support.

It now appears that Houtu fulfilled her promise and even granted Zhen Yuanzi the title of a true saint.

He was no exception in this regard.

Both of them cultivated the primordial spirit and participated in the independent planning of the Earthly Path. They both made great contributions and deserved to be granted the status of Earthly Path Saints.

After everyone was seated, Dijiang spoke first, recounting in detail what had happened after Meng Chuan left.

As Dijiang recounted the story, that magnificent "new history of the primordial era" seemed to transform into a series of images, gradually unfolding before Meng Chuan's eyes—

When Yan Qing entered the prehistoric world, it was the time when the demon race was forging the Witch-Slaying Sword.

That point in time was also the key moment that Meng Chuan and Hou Tu had decided to achieve independence for the underground tunnels!

From that time onward, the idea of ​​achieving true independence was quickly put on the agenda!

In fact, it quickly entered the final sprint stage.

Under Houtu's leadership, the twelve ancestral witches worked together, with Zhen Yuanzi offering the Earth Book as the foundation of the underground passage, and the Styx mobilizing the power of the Blood Sea as the energy source of the underground passage.

Finally, one day, accompanied by a deafening roar that shook the entire primordial world—

The Earthly Path has successfully separated itself from the Heavenly Path!

At that moment, the entire primordial world trembled!

The world changes color, and the winds and clouds shift!

Countless cultivators, no matter where they were, felt a brand new and vast Great Dao will being born in the primordial world!

Houtu attained enlightenment and became the Supreme Sage of the Earthly Dao, standing on equal footing with Hongjun Daozu, who merged with the Heavenly Dao, and jointly wielding the power of the Great Dao of the Primordial World!

Subsequently, Houtu openly announced to the world that she would bestow upon Zhen Yuanzi and Styx the title of Earthly Saint.

Dijiang was enfeoffed as the Great Emperor of Fengdu, in charge of the operation of the underworld and commanding the Ten Kings of Hell.

The other ten ancestral witches were appointed as the Ten Kings of Hell, each with their own duties and responsible for various affairs of the underworld.

The Underworld is officially established!

The cycle of reincarnation has officially begun!