Primordial Chaos: I, the Four Pure Ones of the Primordial Beginning, beg the Heavenly Dao to step do

Chapter 120 Feigning Weakness to Buy Time! The Miserable Ox and Horse - Reincarnation!

As the cry of reincarnation faded, the surrounding spacetime instantly tore apart.

Several figures leaped out of the void, causing boundless joy to suddenly rise on their faces.

However, the moment he saw the person's face clearly, he was immediately plunged into deep despair and regret.

Then, due to a loss of composure, he was struck by Houtu's spear, which shattered half of his body, causing him to crash heavily onto the Netherworld!

"Damn it, how could it be you guys!"

Looking at Tai Chu and the others who emerged from the void, Lun Hui shouted angrily, but a barely perceptible fear flashed in his eyes.

"Reincarnation, don't you think that question is redundant?"

"This is the Netherworld, the territory of Fellow Daoist Houtu."

"As their ally, how could we not come?"

Rahu looked down at Samsara from his high position, his face full of mockery and ridicule.

"On the contrary, it is you who act recklessly on our territory, trying to steal our fortune and merits."

"We also want to call upon Hongjun and others to come and help."

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think we're just like you—all talk and no action, running away when things get tough, and a bunch of useless cowards who betray our allies?"

Reincarnation was speechless in the face of Rahu's taunts.

Look how fast they arrived to help!

And look at how fast Hongjun and the others are sending reinforcements!

It's not just a tiny bit worse!

Furthermore, given the current situation, whether Hongjun and the others will come or not remains an unknown question!

"I admit defeat. Just tell me what you want."

"Just spare my life."

Given the current situation, running away is definitely not an option.

Hongjun and the others were clearly determined to trap him here and monitor the every move of the Wu Clan and the Four Pure Ones.

Rather than continuing to drag things out and being wantonly humiliated and mercilessly whipped by Rahu, it's better to submit sooner rather than later.

"Hongjun, you just wait!"

"The day I escape will be the day you repay everything!"

Just as Samsara was making a silent vow in his heart.

Houtu struck him directly in the face with the God-Slaying Spear.

"They even dare to show murderous intent towards us!"

"If you're not satisfied, then get up and have another round!"

Realizing that he had inadvertently revealed a hint of killing intent, Samsara quickly used the Great Dao to repair his shattered physical body.

She knelt down with a smooth, silky touch, raising her hands to show that she meant no harm.

"Fellow Daoist, I was merely expressing my hatred for Hongjun for breaking his promise and failing to come to our aid."

"I truly meant no offense!"

Seeing how quickly Samsara admitted defeat.

This also caused a hint of surprise and astonishment to rise in the eyes of Houtu and Rahu.

"To be honest, I still prefer your defiant attitude from earlier."

"There's a slight sense of accomplishment in humiliating them like that."

"Right now you're like a stinking pile of excrement. I feel utterly disgusted just being near you, let alone stepping on you."

Rahu glanced at Samsara with disgust.

He then turned to look at Tai Chu, who had come with him.

"Fellow Daoist, I still have some important plans to make. You can deal with this piece of trash yourselves."

Having said that, he tore through space and disappeared into the endless void, heading towards the Abyss Demon Realm that had been corrupted by his previous self-destruction!

"Fellow Daoist, the underground passage has just been restored, and the primordial land is in dire need of reconstruction. I need to go to the western land to select suitable members of the Wu tribe."

"Then I'll take my leave now."

Zhen Yuanzi bid farewell to Tai Chu, then tore through space and time to return to the Nine Netherworld. He instructed Hong Yun that unless absolutely necessary, she must not step out of the Netherworld.

If you have any questions, you can contact his avatar, Qi Ren, and ask him to relay the message to him.

After ensuring his close friend was safe for the time being, he began his own plan to revitalize the local area.

The first step was to travel to the western lands to find suitable members of the witch clan to serve as laborers to sort out the earth's veins, repair fault lines, and clean up the garbage!

"Houtu, he's in your hands now."

"I still need to go and give some guidance to Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

"I won't stay here any longer."

Taichu's decision to leave at this moment actually had two purposes.

One of them is what I just mentioned: Nuwa was almost at the threshold of creating humans.

He must take the Supreme Lord and the others back as soon as possible.

Make sure everything goes according to plan.

Secondly, it was to feign weakness, letting Hongjun and the others see that they were scattered throughout the prehistoric world and could not reunite in a short time.

This makes them lower their guard and think there's an opportunity.

They continued to probe them while plotting their encirclement and annihilation.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

To allow Dijiang and the others to refine the Pangu Jade Marrow, thus buying them as much time as possible!

In fact, given the current situation...

There were virtually no conspiracies or tricks between them and Hongjun; it was all blatant, overt schemes.

If you put your mind to it, you can figure out exactly what the other party is planning to do.

Even knowing that the other party is stalling for time, they will tacitly maintain the final calm before the storm.

To put it bluntly, they are betting on who will be ready first and go all out!

Hongjun and the others seem to be progressing faster; Kunpeng, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Styx—any one of them could become a saint.

Then the plan to encircle and kill Tai Chu and the others can be launched.

But in reality, it's not as simple as it seems.

Kunpeng's opportunity to become a saint was taken away by Tai Chu.

Houtu blocked the opportunity for Styx to become a saint.

The opportunity for the two to attain sainthood was ruthlessly crushed by the Witch Clan.

If the four of them are to break through to the Heavenly Dao Saint level in a short period of time, they must find another way.

Otherwise, the four of them would have to follow the steps and cultivate the quasi-saint path taught by Hongjun, step by step ascending to the position of sub-saint, and even saint!

"Where do you want to go?"

As the three from the beginning departed one after another, the thoughts of Samsara gradually became active.

However, he had barely moved a few steps when the tip of the God-Slaying Spear was once again pressed against his throat.

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, I am merely preparing to go and perform a ritual to help the wronged souls find a home and be reincarnated in peace."

"I have absolutely no intention of running away!"

"Since you're so enthusiastic, then the task of praying for the souls of the wronged will be entrusted to you from now on."

Houtu naturally wouldn't believe his excuse.

They immediately lifted him from the ground, tore through time and space, and arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness where wronged souls gathered.

"This is where you will be working from now on."

"Work hard day and night, without stopping."

"If you slack off even a little, I'll send you to the hell realm so you can have a good time!"

After saying this, Houtu turned around and walked down the Naihe Bridge. While informing Dijiang and the others to return as soon as possible, she temporarily took on the duties of Meng Po and kept an eye on reincarnation.

"Hongjun! You damned old worm!"

"You despicable bastard who stood by and watched someone die!"

"Just you wait!!!"

Looking down at the endless stream of wronged souls coming from the Yellow Springs beneath the Bridge of Helplessness, Reincarnation had no choice but to bite the bullet and begin forcibly converting them through the path of reincarnation.

With his cultivation level, converting wronged souls is actually very easy for him.

However, for all the races and beings in the primordial era, living to a ripe old age and dying peacefully was almost as difficult as ascending to heaven in one step and achieving the supreme position of a Heavenly Saint.

Ninety-nine percent of all living beings that perish die at the hands of other living beings.

(End of this chapter)