Chapter 62: Reincarnation of the Avatar

  The Emperor Jiang wiped away the tears on his face and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

  "Big brother is going to make a trip to Wuzhuang Temple, before I return, you must not reincarnate." Emperor Jiang said lightly, his tone full of concern.

  Hou Tu nodded cleverly. Although she didn't know what Emperor Jiang was going to do, she would still remember Emperor Jiang's words.

  Di Jiang stroked Hou Tu's head, his eyes gradually becoming sharp and fierce. With a whoosh, he flew towards the direction of Wuzhuang Guan. Meanwhile, Hou Tu sat cross-legged on the Blood Sea, beginning to cultivate.

  At this time, seven pairs of eyes were staring at the bloody sea here, in addition to the six saints, there was also Hong Jun. Seeing Emperor Jiang leave without forcibly stopping him from reincarnating, they all closed their eyes again, but their divine consciousness remained locked on Hou Tu, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

  Di Jiang sped up and flew quickly, arriving at Wanshou Mountain in less than an hour. There stood an ancient Taoist temple, giving off a sense of elegance and independence. On the gate of the temple was written a couplet: "The immortal gods' abode of eternal youth, The Taoist's household sharing the same longevity as Heaven".

  Di Jiang was anxious and didn't bother to appreciate the meaning of the couplet, directly entering the pavilion without announcing himself. He also didn't conceal his aura, thinking that Zhen Yuanzi had already discovered him, so why bother with formalities.

  "Where did this little thief come from, daring to barge into my Master's Five Elements Temple?" A voice came forth, and a young boy appeared, holding a duster, blocking Emperor Jiang in his path.

  Di Jiang glanced at his cultivation, but it was only at the Tian Xian realm. He thought that he had just been born and didn't bother to argue with him, quietly waiting for Zhen Yuan Zi to come out.

  "You little thief, how dare you stand there so brazenly? Aren't you afraid that my master will come out and beat you to death?" Seeing Di Jiang remain silent, the young monk continued to shout.

  Di Jiang furrowed his brow, what's going on with this Town Yuanzi, why hasn't he come out yet. Di Jiang was puzzled in his heart, but didn't know that Town Yuanzi had already detected his arrival and was intentionally giving him the cold shoulder. The death of Hong Yun back then had a great deal to do with Kun Peng, and Di Jiang was also on good terms with Kun Peng, so Town Yuanzi had also shifted his anger onto Di Jiang. Now seeing Di Jiang's arrival, he naturally wouldn't come out to welcome him personally.

  Di Jiang stood for a while, seeing that Zhen Yuanzi had not come out yet, and the little boy on the side was still shouting on the side. A nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart. With Hou Tu's reincarnation imminent, he didn't have much time to wait. He had wanted to ask Zhen Yuanzi for the Nine Heavenly Soil in a good manner, but now it seemed that he would have to take it by force.

  "Zhen Yuansu, I, Emperor Jiang, have been waiting for you here with respect. What do you mean by not coming out promptly?" Emperor Jiang was furious, but still did not take direct action.

  "How dare you address my master by name! You... Ah!"

  "Racket." Before the little boy could finish speaking, Emperor Jiang directly slapped him with a palm, and the little boy instantly let out a miserable cry, his body bursting apart, leaving only a strand of yuan Shen floating there.

  "Ah, Qingfeng!" At this time, Zhenyuanzi finally came out and flew to the side of Xiaotong Yuanshen. Seeing that there was still hope for repair, he finally put his mind at ease. However, he became annoyed in his heart. He had only neglected him a couple of times, but Emperor Jiang directly attacked and injured him, not putting himself in his eyes at all. It's likely that he has a similar temperament to Kunpeng. Thinking of this, Zhenyuanzi became even more annoyed.

  "Qingfeng? No wonder it's so noisy." Emperor Jiang said lightly, but he remembered this person who appeared in the Western Journey.

  "Di Jiang, don't you think you should explain yourself to me?" Zhen Yuansu was furious.

  "Explain? What do you want me to explain?" Emperor Jiang looked at Zhen Yuanzi, his eyes turning icy.

  Zhenyuanzi was shocked, and only then did he react, realizing that this person was the fearless master of heaven and earth. How could he have been so slow to react, actually delaying him? It seemed that his own cultivation was still not up to par, and his obsession with Hongyun was too strong.

  "I don't know why the Emperor has come to find me, a poor Daoist." The Zhenyuanzi, who had been furious just a moment before, suddenly became gentle and his expression changed rapidly, leaving even Emperor Jiang somewhat taken aback.

  "Can you spare nine days?" Emperor Jiang was anxious in his heart and didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with him, directly stating his purpose.

  "This..." Zhen Yuansu hesitated, the Nine Heavens Essence Soil did exist, but it was something that grew together with his own Ginseng Fruit Tree, specifically providing nutrients and spiritual energy for the Ginseng Fruit Tree. If he gave it to Emperor Jiang, the Ginseng Fruit Tree would be affected to some extent.

  "Seeing you hesitate, it must be true." Emperor Jiang said calmly. His eyes stared at Zhen Yuanzi. If he honestly handed it over to himself, that would be fine. If not, then he would have to settle the score with him for being slow to react earlier.

  Looking at Emperor Jiang's eyes, Zhenyuanzi felt an unstoppable aura, the Emperor Jiang in front of him was like a ferocious wild beast, as if he would erupt and hurt people at any moment.

  It seems that these nine days of rest are very important to him, and Zhenyuanzi weighed the pros and cons in his heart. If he didn't give it to him, he was afraid that he would take it by force, which would lead to bad consequences later on. If he gave it to him, although the ginseng fruit tree would be affected a bit, it wouldn't be too hurtful, and it would also allow Emperor Jiang to owe him a favor. Thinking of this, Zhenyuanzi made up his mind.

  "Wu Di, wait a moment, I'll go get it for you," said Zhen Yuanzi.

  "No need for that trouble, I'm in a hurry, let's go together." Di Jiang said, seeing Zhen Yuanzi agree, the coldness in his eyes converged a lot.

  Later, Hou Tu sat cross-legged on the Blood Sea to cultivate, when suddenly two objects flew over. One was the Book of Life and Death, and the other was the Judge's Pen. These two objects together were called the Nether Book, also an extreme-quality pre-heavenly spiritual treasure. The two treasures revolved around Hou Tu, looking very intimate, but Hou Tu didn't have any joyful expression. At the same time these two objects flew over, the Hongmeng purple energy in Hou Tu's body suddenly all opened up, and he immediately understood the matter of transforming into a wheel, except that Emperor Jiang hadn't returned yet, so Hou Tu still didn't want to transform into a wheel just yet.

  All the saints are paying attention to Houtu's expression with their divine consciousness, seeing the arrival of the Ming Shu, but Houtu doesn't have any reaction at all. This is a major matter concerning reincarnation, and it would be terrible if something unexpected happens.

  At this time in the Purple Mansion, Hong Jun also furrowed his brow, but immediately relaxed again. When things are meant to come out, they will naturally do so; why worry?

  Houtu continued to sit in meditation and cultivate, but suddenly discovered a mysterious aura emerging from her body. She was shocked, wondering if this was the Heavenly Way urging her on?

  Houtu could no longer sit still, gazing wistfully into the distance, muttering to herself: "Big brother, why haven't you come yet?"

  At this moment, the mysterious aura on his body became even more intense, as if he would transform into a reincarnation at any time. However, thinking of what Emperor Jiang said before leaving - to wait for his return - Hou Tu gritted his teeth and suppressed the aura, not allowing it to fully erupt. He had to wait for Da Xiong's return, to see him one last time.

  But no matter how it was suppressed, this mysterious aura continued to grow. Hou Tu couldn't help but feel anxious, could it really be that the cycle of reincarnation would end like this? But big brother, I haven't seen you for the last time yet. Thinking of this, tears welled up in Hou Tu's eyes.

  "Why! Why! I am willing to be reincarnated, but why can't I see my big brother one last time!" Hou Tu raised her head and looked up at the sky, shouting out loud, tears streaming down, turning into drops of sweet dew that nourished the earth.

  All the saints who were watching closed their eyes in silence, especially Nüwa, whose eyes also welled up with tears. But they really couldn't do anything, it was all decided by the Heavenly Way. The Heavenly Way is heartless, how can it be changed?

  Knowing that there would be no response, Hou Tu stood up firmly, wiped away her tears, and took a last look at the direction where Emperor Jiang had left. Her heart was filled with sorrow. Big brother, Hou Tu is going to break her promise!

  Houtu turned her head, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes. She grasped the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush that hung at the edge, her entire being floating above the sea of blood.

  "The Heavenly Way is above, the descendants of Pangu and the ancestral witch Hou Tu, I am willing to transform into a cycle of reincarnation, so that after the death of all living beings, they can have a place to rest and be reborn. Reincarnation begins!" As soon as Hou Tu finished speaking, the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen flew out of her hands and into the air, causing the heavens and earth to tremble with fear, emitting an aura of terror that was thousands or even tens of thousands of times greater than when the Three Pure Ones became saints.

  Houtu's body suddenly burst forth with a profound and mysterious energy, her figure seeming to slowly disperse. She turned her gaze, looking once more at the place where Emperor Jiang had departed, and suddenly discovered Emperor Jiang hastily rushing back over. Her heart was instantly filled with joy, finally seeing her elder brother one last time. Unknowing whether it was excitement or sorrow, tears again welled up in her eyes.

  Di Jiang hastily arrived and saw Hou Tu already in the cycle of reincarnation, greatly shocked and discolored, not daring to hesitate, immediately took out the Book of Yin and the Yellow Spring Flag.

  All the saints also found the figure of Emperor Jiang, but Hou Tu had already been reincarnated, what could he change now.

  Only then did Emperor Jiang suddenly float up, loudly saying: "The Great Way is above, I am a descendant of Pangu, willing to transform my body into the cycle of reincarnation, using the Chaotic Spirit Treasure and the Yellow Spring Flag to suppress the cycle of fate, seeking the completion of the Great Way." Emperor Jiang's voice was loud and powerful, but carried a hint of pleading, while his heart was extremely tense, with a voice in his mind constantly shouting that he must succeed, must succeed...

  Upon seeing Emperor Jiang's actions, the multitude of saints were greatly astonished. What was he trying to do? But before they could think further, a sudden clap of thunder boomed from outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, and the Heavenly Way was directly torn open. A more mysterious aura appeared on Emperor Jiang's body. At the same time, the Netherworld Book and Yellow Springs Flag in his hand fluttered up, striking down the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush suspended above Hou Tu's head, and the aura around Hou Tu suddenly vanished.

  "Break the Heavenly Way with the Great Way!" All the saints were greatly shocked, and they did not expect that Emperor Jiang had been paying attention to this all along, which was related to the Great Way. No wonder he couldn't calculate it himself. However, how could Emperor Jiang transform into a reincarnation? Transforming into a reincarnation required a physical body with earth attributes. The saints were puzzled and began to calculate with their fingers, and they couldn't help but admire Emperor Jiang's clever idea. He had actually used the spatial attribute of his own flesh to merge the Nine Heavenly Soil into it, which also possessed strong earth attributes. Moreover, this reincarnation was mainly based on spatial attributes, and it would be much larger and more complete than the reincarnations transformed by the later generations.

  "Big Brother!" Hou Tu felt the mysterious aura on his body suddenly disappear, and he was shocked. Who didn't know that Emperor Jiang wanted to take his place in the reincarnation cycle? He suddenly let out a loud cry, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.

  Upon seeing the fruit of his success, Emperor Jiang was overjoyed and didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately accelerated the process. Emperor Jiang suddenly felt his physical body shatter and transform into a majestic arch bridge. The bridge connected the Blood Sea above and the Nine Underworlds below. At that moment, heaven and earth shook, releasing an aura of immense power.

  "The Six Paths of Reincarnation are out!" Emperor Jiang's physical body burst, leaving only one primordial spirit floating above the reincarnation, suddenly shouting loudly. In the midst of the arch bridge, six black holes suddenly appeared, emitting an aura of mysterious and unfathomable creation.

  "Top three paths, Heavenly Path, Human Path, Witchery Path, out!" Emperor Jiang shouted loudly, and the crowd of saints changed color in unison. How could there be a Witchery Path? They were all shocked for a moment, wanting to intervene, but saw that the Great Dao light pillar protected Emperor Jiang, making it impossible for them to interfere.

  "Down the three paths, Asura path, Animal path, Hungry Ghost path, out!" Emperor Jiang continued to roar, and instantly the six paths were complete, the cycle was formed, and the Great Way descended with countless merits.