Chapter Thirty-Three: Perfection of the Six Paths

  The news of Hou Tu's reincarnation had spread far and wide, and all the great gods in the vast expanse of Hong Huang were aware of it. Although the Eleventh Ancestor Wu didn't have the ability to predict or calculate, she had her own methods.

  At this moment, the eleventh ancestor witch appeared in the sky above the sea of blood. Yun Zhongzi was not surprised and bowed his hands towards the eleventh ancestor witch, saying "Greetings to all the ancestor witches."

  All the ancestral witches nodded to Yun Zhongzi, although Yun Zhongzi's cultivation was only in the middle of Daluo Jinxian, but after all, he was the first disciple of Jie Jiao, and this identity alone was enough for the eleven ancestral witches to treat him with respect.

  "Ha ha, I don't know what all of you want by coming to my Blood Sea?"

  Minghe saw the eleventh ancestor, Wu Qi, arrive. He was somewhat shocked in his heart. These ancestors were all lunatics, and when they went crazy, there were hardly a few people in the entire Hongyuan who could withstand them. Minghe was worried that these guys would stir up trouble in his own Blood Sea.

  Di Jiang smiled and said, "Houtu is the ancestral witch of my tribe. Now that she has reincarnated into the six paths of reincarnation, it's only natural for us ancestral witches to assist Houtu in managing them. What do you think, friend Minghe?"

  The other ten ancestral witches heard this and stared at Minghe with a fierce glow in their eyes.

  The Naihe is about to cry without tears. I have always been assisting Hou Tu in reincarnation, and even after becoming the incarnation of Hou Tu, I still don't have any intention of controlling the six paths of reincarnation.

  Now Emperor Jiang is showing off his power and intimidating others, he actually thinks of himself as the leader, but Minghe in his heart is crying injustice. He says, "Emperor Jiang is joking, I, Minghe, have already taken control of the Asura Way, how can I still have the mind to take control of the other five ways?"

  Although that's what he said, Minghe was extremely displeased in his heart. This Emperor Jiang was too arrogant. He himself was a dignified quasi-saint, but these barbarians didn't give him any face at all. Unconsciously, the dissatisfaction in his heart was written all over his face.

  Gonggong and Zhu Rong were hot-tempered, so they directly said, "Still dare to give us attitude? Fight." As soon as the words fell, they clenched their fists tightly and directly punched towards the River of Forgetfulness.

  These two ancestral witches started fighting, and the other eight ancestral witches except for Emperor Jiang also joined in.

  "Boom."

  "Hmm."

  "Hmph."

  "Bastard."

  The ten great witch clans were all quasi-saints in cultivation, and even if Minghe had eighteen types of martial arts, under the relentless attacks of the ten great ancestral witches, he couldn't use them at all. As soon as he was hit on this side, the fist wind from that side had already brushed against his body.

  Minghe's anger was unabated. He had finally managed to not be greedy for once, but the result was more infuriating than any previous time, it was really suffocating.

  Minghe was helpless, the ten great witches directly surrounded him, even if Minghe wanted to escape, he didn't have a single chance. Gradually, Minghe was beaten until his face was blue and swollen, with many injuries on his body, fresh blood flowing out. Yun Zhongzi's face twitched at the sight, these ten great ancestor witches were... too ruthless!

  Yun Zhongzi thought about it and understood why the ten great ancestral witches had to take action against Minghe. It wasn't because of his face, but because of the Shura path. The six paths of reincarnation were transformed by Hou Tu, and Minghe didn't use any strength yet became the master of the Shura path. The eleventh ancestor witch naturally had a trace of anger in her heart, so Minghe became a punching bag at this moment.

  Fortunately, Minghe had the defensive treasure of the twelve products of the Red Lotus, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a simple matter of being hung up, at least his body would have been blown up. Of course, even if Minghe's body was blown up, he wouldn't fall because the Blood Sea is not dry and Minghe won't die.

  "Refreshing."

  Gonggong let out a loud shout, and this sound was heard by many powerful beings in the vast expanse of the universe. Their faces twitched involuntarily as they all labeled Zuwu with a warning sign: "Dangerous, do not provoke."

  Minghe seized the opportunity when Gonggong exposed a slight gap, and instantly escaped, without even looking back, directly plunging into the sea of blood. He didn't even leave behind a word of courtesy. This time, Minghe was utterly humiliated, and what's more, it happened right in front of his own doorstep. It could be said that he was humiliated to the point of no return. At this moment, Minghe's lungs almost burst from anger.

  At this time, Emperor Jiang turned his head to Yun Zhongzi and said, "My brothers are a bit warlike, they are all rough men, let the Taoist friends see the joke, I have something to ask for advice from Taoist friends."

  Yun Zhongzi broke out in a cold sweat, was it just because he loved to fight? Thinking of the scene where Minghe was brutally beaten by ten ancestral witches earlier, Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This witch tribe was too powerful, with over ten quasi-saints alone. If the witch tribe wasn't destroyed, the human race would indeed be unable to take the stage of Hongyuan, even with the assistance of the five great saints.

  Yun Zhongzi said, "Fellow Daoist is being polite, I don't know what matter you need me to help with?"

  Di Jiang didn't mince words and directly asked, "Before Hou Tu reincarnated, she was with Daoist friends. Does anyone know if she left any last words before her fall?"

  Yun Zhongzi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Emperor Jiang's words are incorrect. Although Hou Tu has transformed into the six paths of reincarnation, he has not fallen, but rather his true spirit has borrowed the infinite merits to transform into Ping Xin Niang Niang."

  Di Jiang was overjoyed and asked, "Is what you said true, fellow Taoist?"

  The other ten great ancestor witches also stared at Yun Zhongzi, their piercing eyes making Yun Zhongzi feel uncomfortable. He was only in the middle period of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, while the ones facing him were eleven quasi-saints. This pressure made Yun Zhongzi's face turn slightly pale.

  Dijiang also seemed to have noticed this situation, awkwardly smiled and shouted loudly, "What are you doing? Withdraw your fervent gaze."

  The other eleven Ancestors of Witchcraft also smiled awkwardly, realizing that they had become too excited and inadvertently released their own powerful auras, which overlapped with each other. How could Yun Zhongzi withstand the combined pressure?

  It turned out to be Zhu Rong, and someone whispered, "Big brother, aren't you the same?"

  As soon as the words fell, he felt a fierce beam of light staring at him. He glanced sideways and saw that his older brother, Emperor Jiang, was staring at him with eyes as big as bronze bells. Zhu Rong's neck shrunk back, and he immediately turned his head and slipped away, keeping a safe distance from Emperor Jiang.

  Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but smile, the people of the Wu tribe were naturally simple and honest, straightforward and refreshing, their true nature was revealed, without much scheming, of course, Emperor Jiang being an exception.

  Yun Zhongzi said, "This is naturally true. Ping Xin Niangniang currently resides in the Ping Xin Hall under the Six Paths of Reincarnation. However, the Dao Ancestor has decreed that Ping Xin Niangniang is not allowed to leave for two kalpas."

  Di Jiang couldn't help but burst into loud laughter after hearing this, the other ancestral witches also laughed loudly, and two of them even cried tears, showing how deep their feelings were for Hou Tu.

  "Houtu didn't die, haha, Houtu's sister is still alive."

  "Great, Hou Tu didn't die."

  ……

  Half a moment later, Emperor Jiang and the others finally stopped their howling. Emperor Jiang said, "We've made fools of ourselves in front of Daoist friends. It's just that we were too excited and lost our composure."

  Yun Zhongzi smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, there's no need to be like this. Everyone is being their true selves, revealing their genuine nature, which makes me admire them. How could I possibly mock them?"

  Yun Zhongzi continued, "Before Hou Tu's reincarnation, he had me convey a message to all of you, saying 'Hou Tu has disappointed all of his brothers, and Hou Tu owes an apology to all of his brothers.'"

  Di Jiang and the others heard this, their faces all darkened, but thinking that Hou Tu had not fallen, their expressions improved a lot. They bowed to Yun Zhongzi in unison, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

  Yun Zhongzi was startled and hastily dodged to the side, how could he receive such a great gift?

  Emperor Jiang and the others saw Yun Zhongzi dodge, but they didn't force him. Later, the eleven of them looked at each other, as if good fortune had arrived in their hearts, and said in unison: "Now I, Emperor Jiang, Zhu Shou, Ju Meng, Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, Tian Wu, She Bi Shi, Qiang Liang, Na Zi, Zhu Jiu, Yin Yuan, am willing to assist Hou Tu in managing the cycle of reincarnation."

  Only to see the ten ancestral witches' bodies bursting with light, and between them, a black air was thrown into the void. The void slowly formed a human shadow, and its pressure continued to rise. Every time Tianxian and Zhenshen threw in one, the virtual shadow's cultivation deepened by one layer, until all ten black airs gathered together. At this time, the virtual shadow's pressure was actually at the level of Quasi-Saint Great Perfection. Then, the virtual shadow let out a loud roar, dispersed, and transformed into ten human shadows, saying: "I am Qin Guangwang, Chu Jiangwang, Song Diwang, Yanluo Wang, Wu Guanwang, Bian Chengwang, Tai Shanwang, Dushi Wang, Pingdeng Wang, Zhuanlun Wang, the Ten Halls of Hell, manifest."

  Immediately, the six paths of Tian Dao, Ren Jian Dao, Chu Sheng Dao, E Gui Dao, Di Yu Dao, and two palaces emerged. The Qin Guang Wang Palace and the Chu Jiang Wang Palace were in Tian Dao, the Song Emperor Wang Palace and the Yan Luo Wang Palace were in Ren Jian Dao, the Wu Guan Wang Palace and the Bian Cheng Wang Palace were in Chu Sheng Dao, the Tai Shan Wang Palace and the Du Shi Wang Palace were in E Gui Dao, and the Ping Deng Wang Palace and the Zhuan Lun Wang Palace were in Di Yu Dao.

  The Ten Halls of Yama appear, the Heavenly Way is moved, a book and a brush fly in from outside Heaven, and are cast into the hands of Yanluo Wang. The brush is the Judge's Brush, which decides life and death in the world; the book is the Book of Life and Death, and all those who have not escaped the Five Elements are listed within it.

  Because Yanluo Wang is in charge of the human way, after people die, they all have to go to the human way to report and accept Yanwang's trial. Those who did good deeds before birth can ascend to heaven and enjoy wealth and honor. Those who did evil before birth will be punished and go down to hell. Therefore, Yanwang has a great reputation in the world of humans.

  "Now I, Xuán Míng, am here to differentiate Meng Po, unraveling the memories of a hundred lifetimes in the mortal world. Meng Po, appear."

  As soon as the voice of the Dark Emperor fell, an old woman with a pale face flew out from his body. She was Meng Po. As soon as she appeared, she flew alone to the edge of the Naihe Bridge, set up a pot, collected flowers and grasses from both banks of the river, and brewed a kind of soup - the Soup of Forgetfulness. After drinking this soup, people's souls forgot all their memories of their past lives, were reincarnated, and had nothing to do with their previous lives.

  The Ten Halls of Yama and Meng Po appeared, perfecting the Six Paths. The Heavenly Way was moved, bestowing boundless merit, which was divided into eleven parts. The Eleventh Ancestor Wu obtained boundless merit, and his entire body's aura surged greatly.

  Eleven Ancestors gazed at the Six Paths of Reincarnation, all sighing in unison. Emperor Jiang added, "Alas, poor Hou Tu." The other ten Ancestors also had faces filled with sorrow.

  Yun Zhongzi comforted them, "Fellow Taoists, don't be sad. After two kalpas, Hou Tu Niang Niang will naturally regain her freedom."

  "Heh heh, indeed, two kalpas are not a long time for us. The matter is settled here, and there's nothing left for us to do. Farewell then." Emperor Jiang nodded his hand towards Yun Zhongzi and flew away first.

  The other ten great ancestor witches also hurriedly saluted Yun Zhongzi with their hands and followed Emperor Jiang to leave.

  Yun Zhongzi watched as the crowd disappeared into the distance, shaking his head and sighing to himself. Such a true and genuine hero, yet he too could not escape the fate of death and destruction. The heavens are unjust, yet they are also just.

  Without lingering, he unfolded his body and flew towards the direction of Jin Ao Island.

  Although the six paths of reincarnation have come to an end, it has left a big question in the minds of all the great masters: the emergence of humans, the six paths of reincarnation, and why Yun Zhongzi always arrives at the right moment, is it just a coincidence?

  Of course, no one would go and ask Yun Zhongzi directly, let alone Tong Tian Teaching Master.