Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Houtu frowned slightly as she listened to Li Changshou's plan. "Collecting billions of living beings or souls won't be that easy."

"Currently, only the souls in the underworld can silently migrate into the heavens."

"If too many living humans go missing, it will immediately attract attention."

"Outside Fengdu City and all the cities of the unjustly dead, there are many vengeful ghosts and monstrous spirits who wander the desolate land all day long."

"Some are scattered, some are clustered, and they are the only souls that no one cares about, whose names have been crossed out in the Book of Life and Death."

"However, their resentment runs deep. Even if we capture them, we will have to rely on reincarnation to purify their karma."

"At that time, a sea of ​​karma will accumulate, and it won't be so easy to get them to become our believers."

Upon hearing this, Li Changshou smiled and said, "Indeed, it would be difficult to purify their resentment using ordinary methods."

"But I have a treasure and a scroll of scripture that can make these souls work for us."

Li Changshou raised his hand and waved it, and the Ferryman Banner appeared in his hand, shimmering with cyan-gold light and surrounded by countless wondrous runes.

Houtu's eyes widened in surprise upon seeing this thing. "Did you send down those two million souls a while ago?"

Li Changshou was taken aback and looked at Houtu, saying, "How did you know?"

Houtu smiled at Li Changshou, "Because I checked the memories of these suddenly appearing souls."

"I have seen the brilliance of this treasure in your hands."

Houtu's eyes revealed understanding. "At that time, I felt a tremor in my heart. In the darkness, the person who converts these souls will be a huge variable."

"Now it seems you really have brought about a change in my life."

"With this treasure, we can find a way to transform those vengeful spirits and even those monstrous souls."

"However, this is something only you can do; I can't do it easily."

"The underworld has spies from all the great beings of the heavens. If I make any big moves, they will take notice."

"Before I have secured the power to achieve the second-rank divine position, I must not reveal anything unusual, otherwise I will immediately attract the attention of the sages."

Li Changshou nodded slightly. "Leave it to me, but can you provide the locations of those souls?"

Houtu smiled faintly with a dignified yet compassionate expression, and a scroll of map appeared in her hand in a flash.

"This is a map of the land of the Netherworld, which I just marked. There are billions of souls scattered all over the world that are not under the jurisdiction of the Underworld."

"One day in the human world is equivalent to one year in the underworld; this matter will likely take many years."

Li Changshou smiled slightly, "It would be worth it even if it took a thousand years."

"Then let's get started. The Empress is also secretly studying her own witchcraft techniques."

"At the same time, establish your own unique cult of the underworld in the Lesser Netherworld."

Li Changshou offered the heavens to Houtu to cultivate believers, not because he was generous, but because their interests had to be intertwined.

To take, one must first give; after that, he will demand even more in return from Houtu.

Houtu's clone remained in the Twelve Witch Gods' Heavenly World and began to cultivate its own witch god followers.

Under the command of Houtu, the divine soldiers under Li Changshou quickly constructed the Twelve Heavens' Small Underworld.

Another group of Dao soldiers entered the divine kingdom and began to build the divine court.

In the future, Li Changshou plans to transform the Twelve Heavens into twelve Lesser Three Realms, each with its own internal cycle, becoming the core of his power cultivation.

Thousands of miles away from the actual control area of ​​the underworld, in a deep and desolate valley.

There are many vengeful ghosts in the valley. They are full of resentment and lie in the grave mounds, absorbing the evil and yin energy of the underworld. They are gradually becoming more and more abnormal and will bring disaster to the world in the future.

Just then, a figure silently descended.

A force from all the heavens descended from the darkness, instantly covering all the graves in the valley.

Hundreds of vengeful ghosts were awakened, roaring wildly as they burst out of the burial mound.

Their faces were contorted, their bodies were stained with pollution, and they grew countless bizarre limbs, but before they could react, they had already been taken into the myriad worlds.

These creatures fell into the Lesser Netherworld, where Houtu was holding the Ferryman's Banner.

Her magic was infused into it, and the radiance of the Ferryman Banner directly illuminated the entire Netherworld.

These hundreds of vengeful ghosts were as if they had fallen into a vat of boiling oil, letting out mournful howls!

"what……"

"it hurts……"

"No……"

……

Hundreds of vengeful ghosts writhed on the ground in agony, their bodies twisting wildly with resentment. The contamination was forcibly removed, and their bodies gradually became transparent.

The resentment and pollution were forcibly purified, and soon confusion filled the eyes of these souls.

Some of them were human, and some were not. They looked at Houtu, their eyes filled with tears, and knelt down, kowtowing frantically.

The human race generated pure willpower, which silently drifted towards Houtu.

Houtu accepted this power of will, and she immediately sensed a change.

His eyes narrowed slightly. "This is the aura of witch blood."

Suddenly, a thought struck him: "The power of will is itself a product of the fusion of witch blood and spiritual power."

"Humans are a weakened version of the witch race. So, the countless immortals and gods in this world, who used to fight and devour each other in ancient times, have changed to feeding on humans. In reality, they are feeding on my witch race?"

Houtu's eyes turned icy, something she didn't even notice.

Previously, she only disliked cultivators who fed on humans, but at this moment, she suddenly understood everything.

Houtu's true form had a solemn expression, her eyes filled with boundless killing intent.

"Very well, Hongjun, you dare to feed on the bloodline of the Father God, one day you will surely pay for your blood debt."

"Three Pure Ones, you are the true descendants of Pangu, yet you have colluded with them, feeding on the bloodline of the Father God. There will surely be a day when you will be held accountable."

At this moment, Houtu made up her mind to form an alliance with Li Changshou and completely overturn this world.

The pure essence of her vows flowed into Houtu's body.

Houtu's eyes were ethereal, and within her body was a drop of scarlet blood, her last drop of ancestral witch essence.

A crimson glow enveloped her true spirit, which was shrouded in a realm of cyclical and treacherous paths, and a ring of incomparably radiant merit.

This is the composition of the power within her body; the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch represent the power and bloodline of Houtu.

Merit represents the achievement of creating reincarnation, and is untouched by all laws and unaffected by all things.

The "Reincarnation and Deception" rank represents perfect mastery of the Reincarnation and Deception Path, allowing her to unleash power comparable to the Holy Path within reincarnation.

Her true spirit barely managed to withstand the erosion of merit and the treacherous path of reincarnation by relying on the essence and blood of the ancestral witch.

At this moment, the influx of willpower disrupted this balance.

The power of will surrounds the essence blood of the ancestral witch, which is permeated with mysterious divine runes and is transforming into the seed of the witch god.

The power of will constantly surrounds, and the information of the cycle of reincarnation and the strange path descends, merging with the divine runes of the power of will, gradually condensing into shape.

A phantom of the Reincarnation God's Pardon is being condensed; once completed, the Reincarnation God's Position will appear.

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, seemed to be deep in thought. "I use the divine way to condense the positions of the gods of reincarnation, and my physical body transforms into reincarnation to control the positions of reincarnation."

"When the future Divine Path reaches the first rank, it will be equivalent to developing a new path for the Cycle of Deception from another direction."

"In the future, the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch can be nourished and strengthened through the divine position, and the true spirit can be integrated into the witch blood to transform back into the body of the Ancestral Witch."

"Furthermore, by using merit to guide the fusion of the positions of the gods of reincarnation and the positions of the demonic paths of reincarnation, and by using the body of the ancestral witch to bear it, the core of the father god's bloodline can communicate with the universe, and may even trigger the creation merits belonging to my witch clan in the dark, and achieving the path of sainthood is inevitable."