Primordial Era: Becoming the Great Emperor of Humanity from the Start

Chapter 15 Houtu Ancestral Witch!

Ever since the great god Pangu created the world and transformed into all things, Pangu's belly has become a boundless sea of ​​blood.

The Blood Sea stretched for countless miles, its waves of blood surging, devoid of fish, shrimp, birds, or insects; all the malevolent energy of heaven and earth gathered there.

"This Netherworld Blood Sea is indeed a place where the filth of heaven and earth gathers!" Jiang Heng frowned and muttered to himself.

Ahead of Jiang Heng lay the Netherworld Blood Sea. Looking out, Jiang Heng could see countless wandering souls.

Boundless malevolence and resentment condensed in the Netherworld Blood Sea, making people feel extremely uncomfortable even from a great distance.

The existence of such a filthy place in the primordial world is naturally not a good thing for the entire primordial world.

When the malevolent energy and resentment in the Netherworld Blood Sea accumulate to a certain level, once they erupt, they may be even more terrifying than a great calamity.

Jiang Heng did not venture deep into the Netherworld Blood Sea, but instead found a secluded spot nearby and began to cultivate in secret.

Although Jiang Heng's cultivation has reached the level of the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, he is still some distance away from breaking through to the Great Emperor realm.

The realm of the Great Emperor is extraordinary, not to mention that Jiang Heng attained the Dao with the Holy Body, making it much more difficult for him to become an Emperor.

Even in the primordial world, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal might not be difficult, but becoming a Quasi-Saint is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Throughout the entire primordial world, while Great Luo Golden Immortals might not be commonplace, their numbers are certainly countless.

But what about Quasi-Saints? When you really think about it, there are only a very few beings in the entire prehistoric world who possess the cultivation level of a Quasi-Saint.

Jiang Heng was not in a hurry. He worked hard to accumulate power while also constantly cultivating the Nine Secrets.

The power of the Nine Secrets has been clearly demonstrated in the battles against Kunpeng and Styx Ancestor. How could Jiang Heng possibly leave such a supreme secret technique uncultivated?

However, the Nine Secrets are difficult to learn and master, and it will probably take Jiang Heng a long time to fully master them.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several decades have passed since Jiang Heng left the human race.

On this day, Jiang Heng had a feeling that the ancestral witch Houtu, whom he had been waiting for, had finally arrived.

Jiang Heng had long admired the Wu tribe, but so far, he had not yet met a single true member of the Wu tribe.

In Jiang Heng's memory, the Wu tribe should be big and burly, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, making them seem extremely intimidating at first glance.

Although Houtu Ancestral Witch was a woman, she was still a member of the Witch Clan. In Jiang Heng's conjecture, Houtu Ancestral Witch was probably not much better.

But what appeared before Jiang Heng at this moment was an extremely serene woman, not only extremely beautiful, but also possessing an indescribable charm.

Coupled with that slightly melancholy expression, it evokes a sense of pity and tenderness in one's heart.

What could have caused the Nine Heavens Fairy to be so heartbroken?

Before he knew it, Jiang Heng had arrived before the Ancestral Witch Houtu. After bowing, Jiang Heng spoke:

"Why are you so disheartened, fellow Daoist?"

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, glanced at Jiang Heng with a hint of surprise on her face, as if wondering why Jiang Heng would appear in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

"Look at these countless souls, many of them were unjustly killed. They have nowhere to go and can only wander in this netherworld sea of ​​blood."

What mistakes have they made? Why must they suffer so much? How tragic is this? Houtu, the ancestral witch, said with sorrow.

As if thinking of something sad, tears welled up in the eyes of Houtu, the ancestral witch, and fell into the Netherworld Blood Sea, where they were instantly evaporated.

"Indeed, as you said, the Netherworld Blood Sea is filled with beings who died unjustly, and many of them are from my human race!"

"When the human race was first born, they struggled to survive on the primordial land, and even their souls had nowhere to go after death!" Jiang Heng nodded and said.

"Are you a human?" Houtu asked with some surprise.

"My name is Jiang Heng, the sovereign of the human race, who calls himself Emperor Heng. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Houtu!" Jiang Heng said without hiding anything.

"Fellow Daoist actually knows my name? That's right, my Wu clan is born without a primordial spirit, so it's not surprising that you recognize me!"

Jiang Heng? I observed that your cultivation is profound, but I never expected you to be the ruler of the human race. For the human race to have reached such a level in its early stages is truly remarkable.

"Even the most powerful beings in the primordial world probably never imagined that the human race would have a strong individual like you!" said Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, you flatter me! Our human race is newly born, and we are only struggling to survive on the primordial land."

"Unlike the Witch Clan, to which you belong, they are the overlords of the primordial world, far surpassing our human race!" Jiang Heng said.

"Overlord? My witch clan seems to be enjoying boundless glory, but I'm afraid calamity is not far off. Alas! Let's not talk about this anymore!"

"Fellow Daoist, as the sovereign of the human race, what brings you to this Netherworld Blood Sea?" Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, sighed and asked.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Heng's heart stirred slightly. Jiang Heng naturally knew the trajectory of the Lich Tribulation, but it seemed that the Ancestral Witch Houtu also sensed something.

The worry that Houtu, the ancestral witch, unconsciously revealed in her words just now was genuine, indicating that Houtu may have already become aware of the situation.

However, in the primordial world, the Wu tribe was born without a primordial spirit, and therefore, the Wu tribe had no understanding of the changes in the heavens.

In the present primordial world, due to the coming of the Lich and Demon Tribulation, the secrets of heaven are in complete chaos. Even the sages find it difficult to see the general trend of heaven and earth, let alone the Wu tribe.

"To be honest, my purpose in going out on this trip was simply to travel and broaden my horizons so that I could break through my own cultivation level. I never expected to encounter Fellow Daoist Hongyun being robbed on the way!" Jiang Heng said.

"Ancestor Hongyun? Could it be the battle before?" Houtu Ancestral Witch was slightly taken aback and said in surprise.

The battle between Ancestor Hongyun, Kunpeng, and Ancestor Styx has spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, and many powerful beings have sensed Ancestor Hongyun's self-destruction.

Everyone thought that Hongyun Patriarch had perished, including his close friend Zhen Yuanzi, who vowed to be irreconcilable enemies with Styx Patriarch and Kunpeng.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun was robbed, but after his self-destruction, he still left behind a wisp of his soul, which gave him a glimmer of hope. I was able to save him!"

"I've come to this Netherworld Blood Sea to try my luck and see if there's any way to help Fellow Daoist Hongyun recover!" Jiang Heng said truthfully.

If Ancestor Hongyun is to be reincarnated, he will inevitably have to go through the Ancestral Witch Houtu. It would be better to explain things clearly now without reservation.

"So it was you who stopped the Chaos Bell back then. Fellow Daoist, you have made a great name for yourself in the primordial world during this time!"

"However, according to what you said, if Fellow Daoist Hongyun is left with only a remnant soul, I'm afraid there is no possibility of recovery!" said Houtu Ancestral Witch.

During that battle, when Donghuang Taiyi used the innate treasure Chaos Bell to save Kunpeng, many powerful beings in the prehistoric world witnessed it.

This is why many powerful beings are filled with curiosity about Jiang Heng, who was able to break free from the shackles of the Chaos Bell.

Unfortunately, Jiang Heng disappeared in a flash, leaving at an extremely fast speed, making it impossible for many people to determine his exact identity.

"I know perfectly well that I came to the Netherworld Blood Sea just to try my luck, but after arriving here, I have gained some insights."

"If you don't mind, fellow Daoist, could you perhaps offer me some advice? Would that be alright?" Jiang Heng said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. Please speak freely!" said Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

"Just as you said, in this Netherworld Blood Sea, there are only wronged souls who died unjustly. They have nowhere to go and can only wander in the Blood Sea."

I was thinking, could we build a place to accommodate the wronged souls and then slowly eliminate the resentment from them?

Going a step further, could these wronged souls truly be liberated, or even reincarnated?

Jiang Heng spoke meaningfully, emphasizing each word as he said the last four characters.

The four words "reincarnation" were like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, or the creation of heaven and earth from chaos, when they reached the ears of Houtu, the ancestral witch.

Houtu, the ancestral witch, suddenly became dazed, muttering the four words "reincarnation" to herself.

Jiang Heng was not in a hurry. He simply watched Houtu Ancestral Witch silently, observing the subtle changes in her body.

However, what puzzled Jiang Heng was that there was nothing unusual about Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

"I see. Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist. My path is complete!"

After a long while, Houtu, the ancestral witch, recovered from her daze, bowed to Jiang Heng, and said in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't mind. I just had a sudden feeling, but I have no idea how to do it!"

On the surface, Jiang Heng appeared calm and even waved his hand to tell Houtu not to mind, but in his heart, Jiang Heng was completely confused.

Is that all? How did it happen? There was no change in cultivation level, nor any heavenly merit bestowed, yet the Dao of Houtu Ancestral Witch was achieved?

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. When I arrived at this Netherworld Blood Sea, I also had a feeling, but I have never been able to see the road ahead clearly."

My fellow Daoist's words truly reminded me that I wish to do as he suggested, to establish a place of reincarnation so that countless wronged souls can wash away their resentment and be reborn!

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, had a resolute expression on her face, which shone with an inexplicable divine radiance. For a moment, Jiang Heng was so captivated by her beauty that he was momentarily lost in thought.

"This is all due to your own good fortune, fellow Daoist; I merely happened to be there! However, establishing the cycle of reincarnation is a matter of great importance, and fellow Daoist must proceed with utmost caution!"

"If you don't mind, I can lend a hand!" Jiang Heng said, somewhat reluctantly.

Everyone knows that Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, has transformed into a being of reincarnation and has made great contributions to the entire prehistoric world, but no one cares about Houtu herself.

After her body was reincarnated, did Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, still have her own will, or did she perish like the Great God Pangu?

If possible, Jiang Heng would not want Houtu, the Ancestral Witch who had made great contributions to the entire prehistoric world, to disappear from this world.

"What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist. The creation of reincarnation is a matter of great importance and cannot be accomplished in a day. I do need to be fully prepared to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

"If you have nothing else to do, why don't you come with me to the Witch Clan first, so we can discuss things in detail!" said Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.

(End of this chapter)