Crack!
All of a sudden, the winds and clouds changed. Bolts of golden lightning wreaked havoc in the clouds. Thunderous roars of the Heavenly Dao resounded in the heavens and nine-colored rain of flowers filled the world. The Red Spider Lily in Houtu's hand floated up and swayed above her head.
Rumble!
The Tongtian moved the earth, and the Heavenly Dao thundered. The Red Spider Lily bloomed with dazzling light that shot up into the sky and tore a big hole in the firmament.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Golden Light of Merit? How is this possible? Is the legend true? " The Nether River Patriarch cried out in shock. He looked at Houtu with shock and doubt in his eyes.
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation, the reincarnation of all things, and meritorious deeds of heaven and earth. Could this person in the legend be Houtu?" The Nether River Patriarch roared in a trembling voice, as if he had thought of an extremely ancient legend.
At this moment, Ye Xuan looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and heard the words of the two Quasi-Saints. His expression changed abruptly as he finally thought of something extremely shocking.
"Pangu opened the sky, Hongjun preached the Dao, the Three Pristine Ones established the sect, and Nüwa mended the sky …!"
Suddenly, before Ye Xuan and the others came to their senses, they saw Houtu looking up to the sky and muttering to herself. She was bathed in the endless Golden Light of Merit, as if she was recalling something.
"The great calamity of heaven and earth, the sorrow of all living beings, and their souls returned to nothingness after death. Houtu carried the will of heaven and turned into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Since then, the Six Paths have been opened, and she has been reincarnated. Today, she has achieved supreme merit and can become the seventh Heavenly Dao Saint."
Rumble!
The heavens shook as the Six Paths of Reincarnation rotated and hummed. The Cakravarti King smiled and turned into a golden light that merged into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The Light of Reincarnation and the Golden Light of Merit merged and gathered toward Houtu.
"Ye Xuan, run! She's going to become a Saint!"
Patriarch Nether River shrieked at the sight. He instantly appeared next to Ye Xuan, intending to drag Ye Xuan away with him.
"Granny Meng, Goddess Houtu. I didn't expect her to be the seventh Heaven Ordaining Saint," Old Ancestor Yellow Spring muttered in shock.
"The seventh Heaven's Will Saint?"
Ye Xuan stared blankly at the Golden Light of Virtue around Houtu. He muttered in his sleep, and his face gradually turned gloomy.
"Ye Xuan, hurry up and run. Don't you understand? In the past, in the Great Desolate World, Houtu opened up the six paths of reincarnation and reincarnated the ten thousand spirits that had died. She had experienced countless years of reincarnation and had already condensed an enormous amount of merit. Even though her merit was even more terrifying than Nuwa's when she mended the heavens, today is the day her merit is complete and the day she becomes a saint." Nether River roared anxiously, hoping that Ye Xuan would leave with him quickly. If Houtu really became a saint, they would not be able to leave even if they wanted to.
Ye Xuan did not move. He stared at Houtu with narrowed eyes and said in a strange and gloomy voice, "The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in ancient times were transformed from Pangu's Blood Essence, but they were born without Primordial Spirits. Even though Houtu has great merits, how can she become a saint?"
"What …?"
As Ye Xuan finished speaking, Old Ancestor Nether River suddenly came to his senses.
Yes, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in ancient times did not have Primordial Spirits at all. They were born with no chance of becoming saints. This was an unchangeable law.
As the saying goes, where there is loss, there is gain. The Sorcerer Tribe had the strongest physical body, but naturally, they did not have Primordial Spirits. If the Sorcerer Tribe had Primordial Spirits and an extremely strong physical body, who in the Three Realms could restrain them?
Buzz!
Just as Old Ancestor Nether River was feeling bewildered, what happened next made even Ye Xuan's face turn extremely solemn, let alone Old Ancestor Nether River.
The Golden Light of Merit and the Tongtian penetrated the ground and poured into Houtu's body continuously. The Red Spider Lily floating above her head gradually sank into her head.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"Primordial Spirit? That Red Spider Lily is her Primordial Spirit? "Old Ancestor Nether River screamed in horror.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Houtu has condensed her Primordial Spirit?" Old Ancestor Nether roared in horror. He could not believe what he was seeing.
"With the Power of Six Realms as the root, the Golden Light of Merit as the source, and the Blood Essence of many living beings in the Blood Sacrifice Array as the guide, I didn't expect the Red Spider Lily to be her Primordial Spirit. I see, I see!"
The truth had been revealed!
Ye Xuan finally understood the whole truth at this moment.
This was a grand scheme that Houtu had set up in the Primeval Age. It was also her path to becoming a Saint.
In the Primeval Age, there was no so-called Underworld. After the souls of all living beings died, they drifted between heaven and earth. The Heavenly Dao sensed it and the Underworld was born.
However, when the Underworld first appeared, there was no Six Realms of Reincarnation. At that time, Houtu made a great wish to become the Six Realms of Reincarnation and reincarnate all living beings. This was a great merit that even Nüwa's mending of the heavens could not compare.
However, this great merit could not be achieved overnight. It required the accumulation of endless years. That was why Houtu turned into Granny Meng and appeared on the Bridge of Helplessness.
This Red Spider Lily was the Primordial Spirit she had condensed. She wanted to integrate it into her body when she had enough merit. Then, she could use this great merit to become a Saint and become the Seventh Saint of Heaven.
The Blood Sacrifice Array had killed countless living beings, including the Emperor of the River of Forgetfulness and the other Quasi-Saints. It was to use their blood and soul essence as a guide to complete Houtu's Primordial Spirit.
Houtu was a person who could amaze the world with a single brilliant feat.
Now that her Primordial Spirit had been formed, the merit she had accumulated over countless years was also complete. Today was the day she became a Saint. This was also why Houtu had told Ye Xuan that she could owe him a Saint.
Rumble!
The sky was filled with golden light as Houtu's primordial spirit merged with her body. Her withered hair was turning black, and her wrinkled skin was turning smooth and smooth. Her hunched body was straightening. Houtu's Primordial Spirit was fusing with her body.
Buzz!
The Golden Light of Merit, the Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus. Houtu's appearance changed drastically under the Tongtian Golden Light of Merit. She no longer looked old and frail. She wore a golden robe and her face was dignified and luxurious. A ring of Saint Light quietly appeared around her, giving off the feeling of Mother Earth's benevolence.
"She's becoming a Saint, she's becoming a Saint!" The Nether River Patriarch whispered in shock. There was not only great reverence in his eyes, but also deep unwillingness.
"Can she really become a Saint?"
Suddenly, Ye Xuan stared at Houtu with sinister eyes. His voice was strange and indescribable, and it swept through the world like a cold wind from the nine heavens.
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