Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

The other people present couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise when they saw the sudden change that happened to Hou Tu.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Shiji asked immediately.

However, after dozens of breaths, Hou Tu did not give any response. Instead, the light on her body became brighter and brighter. Her body had lost contact with Kunpeng's back at some point and slowly floated up.

"Boom!"

An inexplicable bell sounded between heaven and earth. Hou Tu's eyes became blurred as she overlooked the entire sea of ​​blood.

Shiji's mind suddenly shook and his pupils shrank. The sudden sound of the bell made him think of an extremely bold guess.

However, he couldn't be sure at the moment and could only wait and see.

"Sister Hou Tu, can you hear me?!" Yao Chi's childish and anxious voice sounded on Kunpeng's back.

Ever since Hou Tu and Shi Ji became siblings, the way Yao Chi and others addressed Hou Tu has changed subtly.

Xihe and Chang Xi suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately looked at Nuwa beside them, hoping that she could intervene in Hou Tu's abnormal behavior.

However, even Nuwa's eyes were full of doubt when she looked at Houtu at this moment.

She sensed a terrifying power of law from the holy light emanating from Hou Tu's body, accompanied by a faint breath of merit.

This was obviously beyond Nuwa's cognition, because according to common sense, since the Wu clan did not cultivate their souls, these changes should not have happened.

"Could it be.?!"

In an instant, an absurd and bold guess emerged in Nuwa's mind! The doubt in her eyes quickly turned into disbelief.

"They are so pitiful." After dozens of breaths, a word finally came out of Houtu's mouth.

However, his voice contained an unimaginable compassion for the world!

"Sister, what did you see!" Shiji was shocked and asked quickly.

In an instant, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared on Hou Tu's compassionate face.

At this moment, she was surrounded by holy light and seemed to hear Shiji's voice coming from the outside world.

"What did I see?" Hou Tu asked softly, more like muttering to herself, "I saw countless souls struggling in pain, and they were calling for help."

Upon hearing this, Shiji was shocked!

At this moment, he was extremely sure of his previous guess! At the same time, he was also looking forward to the drastic changes that would happen to Hou Tu.

"Boom!" Another bell rang in the sky.

The moment the bell sounded, the billions of lights around Hou Tu shrank violently and turned directly into a white divine wheel hanging high behind Hou Tu.

The next moment, Hou Tu stood on tiptoe in mid-air with her arms open as if opening her arms and slowly rose into the sky!
At this time, Hou Tu could no longer feel the call from the outside world. The look in her pupils was blank but also contained a bit of compassion and holiness.

"Boom!"

When the three bells rang, Hou Tu's body shook and a ripple of power was stimulated in his body.

The divine wheel vibrated violently and burst out with dazzling divine light!

Under the bright and clear sky, Hou Tu is like an almighty god!
Countless residual souls in the sea of ​​blood stopped floating. They all looked up at the sky as if they had received some strange perception.

"Boom!"

"Boom!".
The bells rang one after another, and each time they rang, Hou Tu became more sacred.

Until the ninth bell sounded, the avenue above the sky roared! A terrifying breath of law quietly emanated from Hou Tu's body!
After clearly sensing the power of the law, Nuwa was shocked.

"The power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation! Is she going to attain sainthood?!"

Nuwa, who possessed an unrivaled beauty, could not hide a hint of shock on her face.

She had personally experienced the path of preaching and was very familiar with the situation at this moment.

However, Hou Tu is actually from the Wu clan? !

This realization was like a huge wave, instantly impacting her practice philosophy.

The witch clan does not cultivate their primordial spirits, and Nuwa has never heard that the witch clan can achieve sainthood.

What surprised her even more was where did the sudden power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation from Hou Tu come from?

As everyone knows, the witch clan has twelve ancestor witches, each of whom controls powerful laws.

Nuwa clearly remembered that Hou Tu should control the laws of the earth. Could it be that all this was a careful plan by the Wu clan?

Nuwa couldn't help but feel suspicious about the various changes in Hou Tu.

Perhaps it was all a deliberate arrangement by the witch clan.

Kunpeng also had the same idea.

Although he didn't know what Hou Tu was going through specifically, he could sense that she was undergoing some kind of transformation.

Once successful, Hou Tu might be able to reach an unprecedented realm and even achieve the status of a Holy Saint!

The three sisters Xihe, Changxi and Yaochi were so shocked by Houtu's change that they were speechless.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Shiji was the only one who remained awake.

"He is not a saint of heaven, but a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!" Shiji's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, "There are only six paths of Hongmeng purple energy, and saints are destined by heaven. What Hou Tu has proved at this moment is the true Hunyuan Dao!"

Shiji had never expected that he would be able to witness Hou Tu's attainment of the Dao of Hunyuan with his own eyes. Although he was shocked, he remained rational.

At the same time, in the center of the Wu clan’s land, a roar suddenly came from the Pangu Temple.

Inside the temple, the three great witch ancestors gazed far to the west of the prehistoric world.

Dijiang, the head of the witch clan; Xuanming, the ancestor of ice; Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time. They sensed the changes in Hou Tu's bloodline and showed cold looks.

"How could my sister's blood be weak?" Zhu Jiuyin's voice was extremely cold, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Who dares to touch the bloodline of my ancestor witch!" A terrifying murderous intent burst out from Xuanming's body, gradually turning into tangible murderous aura.

As soon as Hou Tu's incident happened, the two great witch ancestors became almost furious.

Even if they were in the land of the Wu Clan, they could see the vast vision in the western sky. This was the reason why the Wu Clan stood firm in the prehistoric continent, and the ancestor witches were more united than the demon clan.

“Be patient.” Di Jiang looked at the two witch ancestors who were about to go berserk and said in a deep voice, “Although my sister’s bloodline is weak, her cultivation is rising. From the perception of the temple, she is not injured.”

Di Jiang analyzed calmly. He was unwilling to let the two great witch ancestors act rashly before he understood the situation. After all, given the state of Xuanming and Zhu Jiuyin, they might kill people along the way and even cause a war.

"Brother... don't you really know what that bell sound is?" After a moment, Zhu Jiuyin suppressed his anger and spoke quietly. His words seemed to contain a deeper meaning.

Upon hearing this, Di Jiang chose to remain silent. The nine earth-shaking bell sounds not only spread throughout the Wu Clan, but also resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world.

From the thirty-six heavens to the underworld, from the shores of Penglai in the east to the Lingshan Buddhist sect in the west, countless creatures looked up at the deep sound of the bell, their eyes focused on the bloody sky.

"Is that... the breath of Hou Tu?" Above the demon clan's star, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi stood side by side, looking down at the ancient west.

When the nine bells rang, the two demon kings appeared here. Di Jun's eyes were full of disbelief. He saw Hou Tu floating above the sea of ​​blood, and her aura was rising rapidly.

Di Jun asked himself that even if he burst out with all his strength, he might not be able to compare with Hou Tu at this moment. Within a few breaths, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

If the twelve witch ancestors of the witch clan can all burst out such a shocking aura, the demon clan will completely lose the capital to compete with the witch clan. Although Donghuang Taiyi did not lose his composure, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Any prehistoric creature should practice cultivation step by step. It is impossible to increase rapidly in a short period of time." Donghuang Taiyi murmured to himself and began to recall the long prehistoric history.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Jin'ao Island. In the main hall of the Biyou Palace, Tongtian looked towards the western land when the bell rang.

"Blood Sea?" As a saint of the Heavenly Dao, he knew the origin of the nine bell sounds better than ordinary creatures. At first, he thought it was a strange phenomenon caused by the Styx, but soon he sensed the breath of Hou Tu's witch clan above the blood sea.

"It's her?" The surprise in Tongtian's eyes became more and more intense. "Hou Tu inherited the blood of Pangu, how could she cause the Great Dao to roar?"

Puzzled, he released a divine consciousness that went straight to the western land. Hou Tu's drastic changes in the sea of ​​blood meant that Shi Ji was also involved. Tong Tian did this to ensure Shi Ji's safety.

However, as soon as his consciousness descended upon the blood sea, he was shocked beyond compare. The entire blood sea was filled with an incomparable compassion that was rapidly spreading to all around.

"What happened?" Tongtian suddenly felt that something was fishy, ​​and sensed a unique aura of laws from Houtu, "Is that... the aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?!"

His pupils suddenly shrank, he looked up at the sky, and his mind was buzzing.

Daluo Mountain, Bajing Palace. Laozi and Xuandu were discussing the Dao when they were startled by the sound of nine bells. The discussion suddenly stopped, and Xuandu looked at Laozi blankly.

Laozi just stared at the blood sea in the west, and after a few dozen breaths, his eyes became deep. He looked up at the sky again, and a sigh came out of his mouth slowly.

"There is a flaw in the ancient world, and the way of using living beings to prove the truth is to complete it. Is this just a coincidence..." After he finished speaking, Laozi closed his eyes and remained silent.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace. Yuanshi Tianzun's reaction was similar to Laozi's. After noticing the changes in the Netherworld Blood Sea, he hesitated at first, and then he sighed deeply.

In the extreme west of the wilderness, on the top of the sacred mountain, the two saints from the west looked at the blood sea and the sky with a look of watching the fun.

"Interesting! A fellow from the Wu Clan is actually trying to prove his truth?" Zhunti exclaimed, with a look of intense surprise on his face. "If this is the Wu Clan's plan, I'm afraid the great catastrophe of the prehistoric times will come again."

He then added. Jie Yin, who was standing beside him, looked relatively serious. "That is the breath of the six realms of reincarnation. This is not a simple matter." He said with some hesitation.

“Don’t worry about it. When the catastrophe comes, it may be the time for the prosperity of Buddhism!” Zhunti was secretly preparing himself and immediately released a spiritual consciousness that went straight to the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

Nine bells rang, making the prehistoric world, which had been silent for a long time, active again. Not only the saints of heaven, but also countless top prehistoric powers awakened. One after another, divine consciousness descended on the netherworld blood sea, wanting to witness this earth-shaking change that was about to break the balance of the prehistoric world!
Above the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, as the mood of compassion continued to spread, Nuwa decisively cast a spell to drag everyone away from under Houtu and appeared at the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

From the depths of the sea of ​​blood, a blood-robed figure slowly emerged, looking at Hou Tu in the sky with a complicated look. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed and disappeared again.

"boom!"

After a long period of silence, a deafening bell rang out again from the top of the sky, even wilder and more violent than before, stirring up waves in the avenue.

Hou Tu was surrounded by righteousness, with a white divine wheel shining behind her. A magnificent phantom of a Dharma image rose into the air from behind her, reaching a height of tens of millions feet!

This Dharma image has the same appearance as Hou Tu, the only difference is that six illusory divine wheels appear around the Dharma image, each of which radiates a sacred light and contains the purest power of laws in the world.

In the netherworld and sea of ​​blood, countless dead souls wailed at the same time due to the appearance of Hou Tu’s Dharma image.

Mixed in with them were shrill screams, loud cries, sad wails, and angry roars.

These endless cries completely drowned out all the noise in the world.

"Boom!" The thunder of the avenue roared in the sky.

Suddenly, a singing voice came from nowhere, from all directions, and the singing was mixed with endless compassion, as if it was a blood song from the underworld.

A moment later, red rain began to fall from the sky, as bright as blood and breathtaking.

Despite the extremely low temperature, the entire sea of ​​blood was inexplicably boiling.

The wails of the dead souls gradually dissipated, and they all looked up at the sky with confusion in their eyes.

More and more ghosts struggled out from the sea of ​​blood, and as rain fell, it dripped on them, causing streams of bloody evil spirits to separate from their bodies.

This scene shocked the many powerful people gathered here.

"Hou Tu...is this purifying the sea of ​​blood?" A great and powerful being from the ancient times looked at everything that was happening in the sea of ​​blood in disbelief.

"Hou Tu is the ancestor of the witch clan. Is she purifying the evil spirit from the sea of ​​blood in order to become the enemy of the Styx?" Most of the powerful people in the ancient times could not understand Hou Tu's actions and began to make wild guesses.

In this world, only a few people had extremely serious expressions.

Nuwa, Shiji and others were suspended above the edge of the sea of ​​blood. She looked at Houtu, who was emitting infinite divine light, and her expression became complicated.

Tongtian also felt a sense of admiration in his spiritual consciousness when he descended here.

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu is truly a kind person, as he transformed his body into the six realms of reincarnation to complete the laws of the ancient earth!" Tongtian, who was sitting on the throne in the main hall of the Biyou Palace far away on the coast of the East China Sea, whispered to himself.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, the two saints from the West also put away their gloating expressions.

The Blood Sea and the Sacred Mountain are both located in the west of the prehistoric world, so they can more intuitively feel the great changes taking place in the Blood Sea.

Zhunti, who had previously hoped that Houtu would trigger a great war in the ancient times, now had horror in his eyes.

"Is this the legendary six realms of reincarnation?"

In the past, Pangu used his power to split the sky and the earth and created the great world of chaos. However, as soon as the world was formed, Pangu had to sacrifice himself to consolidate chaos, resulting in incomplete laws of the world.

Among those missing laws of order, the most mysterious one is the law of the six realms of reincarnation, which is said to govern the rebirth of all things.

Many great powers have tried to find the law of the six reincarnations in the eternal time, but they all failed without exception. (End of this chapter)