Chapter 132: Baby Birds in the Violent Rain

All six sages understood that after the witch and demon clans, the era of humanity would come, and the rise of the strong was merely a matter of time.

Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun paid little heed to this, although he had already merged with the Heavenly Dao and knew the future trend, but he was not omniscient or omnipotent.

Seeing Zhou Yi and Zhenyuanzi stabilize the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Dao Ancestor Hongjun even felt a sense of relief.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation are crucial; as long as it is established smoothly, any minor accident cannot affect the overall situation.

Only Tai Qing Sheng Ren seemed to be deep in thought; as the leader of the Ren Sect, he had a deeper understanding of humanity.

When he noticed that Zhou Yi's cultivation method was not the one he had imparted to humanity, more doubts arose in his heart; as for his specific thoughts, only he himself knows best.

Zhou Yi and Zhenyuanzi worked together to maintain the stability of the Six Paths of Reincarnation; despite many difficulties, they did not give up.

Fortunately, the Hou Tu Ancestor Shaman soon mastered the Heavenly Dragon Devil Technique to perfection, which brought a turning point to the situation.

At the moment when the cultivation of the Heavenly Dragon Devil Technique reached its peak, the Six Paths of Reincarnation suddenly shook violently, and countless splendid lights gathered into a sheet.

Within this brilliant sea of light, an unformed divine fetus gradually appeared, then slowly sank into the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Finally succeeded." Zhou Yi revealed a relieved smile on his face.

Immediately, a powerful force burst forth from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, shaking both Zhenyuanzi and Zhou Yi out of that mysterious space.

At the same time, the Eleven Ancestor Shamans were forced to withdraw from the Six Paths of Reincarnation under the influence of that force, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array also vanished without a trace.

As the tremors of the Six Paths of Reincarnation intensified, under the gaze of many, the Six Paths of Reincarnation began to reveal its true form.

First appeared were the Heavenly Path, Human Path, Asura Path, Animal Path, Hungry Ghost Path, and Hell Path—the complete Six Paths.

Then the Netherworld's underworld began to form, with the Bridge of Helplessness, the Gazing Home Platform, and the Ten Courts of Yama appearing one after another.

At the very moment the Six Paths of Reincarnation was fully formed, the body of the Hou Tu Ancestor Shaman gradually faded, most of his primordial spirit fell into slumber, but a strand of his primordial spirit transformed into an old woman who landed beside the Bridge of Helplessness.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help; I look forward to meeting again in the future."

At the instant the Hou Tu Ancestor Shaman's form completely dissipated, a familiar voice seemed to sound softly beside Zhou Yi's ear.

Zhou Yi's gaze fell upon the old woman beside the Bridge of Helplessness; she was none other than the later widely known Meng Po.

Meng Po was transformed from a strand of the Hou Tu Ancestor Shaman's primordial spirit, but she lost all memories of Hou Tu, so she naturally had no impression of Zhou Yi.

However, at this moment Meng Po seemed to sense Zhou Yi's gaze, casting him a doubtful look.

In a daze, Zhou Yi seemed to see that familiar figure again, and murmured softly: "We will surely have another chance to meet."

Once the Six Paths of Reincarnation took shape, the resentful spirits in the Netherworld Blood Sea immediately felt an intangible summons and flew in droves toward the direction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

From then on, these resentful spirits gained the opportunity for rebirth, and the world became more complete and harmonious.

However, the current Six Paths of Reincarnation still lacks even the Hall of Yama; true perfection still requires time.

But the Hou Tu's incarnation as the Six Paths of Reincarnation originally intended to protect the Wu Clan; once the Wu Clan enters the Six Paths of Reincarnation, this place will soon operate normally.

The formation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation made many powerful beings in the Vast Wilderness World realize its importance.

Some great powers have already begun to calculate their own gains, such as the two sages of the West, perhaps already plotting how to intervene in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Setting aside these thoughts, Zhou Yi took out the Nine-Nine Scatter Soul Gourd, and the remnant soul of the Wan Huo Ancestor appeared within.

With the formal completion of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Wan Huo Ancestor also obtained the chance for rebirth and renewed cultivation.

On the ancient Vast Wilderness earth, Zhou Yi held a withered branch and gazed at the jumping flame; in the distance came the roar of Taotie.

He had just finished his six-and-a-half-year secluded cultivation; upon crossing from the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm to the Immortal Platform realm, the Nüwa heart blood in his chest suddenly surged hot like boiling water.

"The Earth Immortal realm is ultimately insufficient." He rubbed the beast bone at his waist, engraved with totems, which were relics left by the twelve innate human warriors who died in battle.

When he broke through in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, Xiangliu was rampaging through human tribes; the poison sprayed from its nine snake heads corroded even three zhang-thick black basalt into deep pits.

After returning to the tribe, Sui Ren used spiritual power to condense fireballs to roast saber-toothed tiger meat.

The brow of this eighth-generation leader of the innate human race showed a crimson Dao pattern; his Taiyi Mysterious Immortal cultivation was as feeble as a firefly before the vicious beasts of the Vast Wilderness.

Zhou Yi noticed that he wore thirty-six pierced beast teeth on his waist, each hole representing ten later-born human children who had perished in the mouths of demonic beasts.

"Try this." Zhou Yi crossed two black wood branches, and his fingertips burst forth with yin and yang qi.

When the Qian wood and Kun wood rubbed along the trajectory of the Zhen position's three turns and the Kan position's seven rotations, the innate Bagua diagram appeared in the void; amidst the smell of scorched wood, a wisp of blue smoke transformed into the essence of Li fire, illuminating the golden light jumping in Sui Ren's pupils.

When the merit golden clouds descended from beyond the thirty-three heavens, the entire Mount Buzhou trembled.

Sui Ren's body manifested eighty-four thousand aspects of light; at the moment the Great Luo Dao fruit condensed, the Kunlun Mirror reflected the scene of the human race's fire being passed down for three thousand years.

Zhou Yi gazed at the civilization fire seed imprint appearing in his palm, finally understanding the profound meaning of the ancient saint body bestowed by the goddess Nüwa; this body itself is a vessel carrying the fortune of the human Dao.

The sparks generated by rubbing wood, under the nourishment of the heavenly and earthly fortune, suddenly surged upward as scarlet golden flowing holy fire.

Zhou Yi stood three zhang away, feeling the merit golden light fall like spring rain over his body, yet he allowed these heavenly gifts to sink into the yellow earth beneath his feet.

"Sui Huang establishes the Dao here!" A resonant voice accompanied by the undissipated golden radiance shook the four directions, drawing countless humans from treetop nests to peek out their heads.

The towering figure floating in midair, covered with fire-pattern totems, illuminated the entire forest as if it were broad daylight.

This commotion stirred several divine senses beyond the thirty-three heavens; the white jade ruyi on Kunlun Peak trembled slightly, and the Heavenly Emperor on the Nine Heavens Cloud Terrace lightly tapped his throne.

But see the merit golden clouds gradually dissipate, and those probing gazes also retreated to the horizon; although the birth of a Great Luo Golden Immortal is a grand event, it is still insufficient to shake the pattern of the Vast Wilderness.

Zhou Yi rubbed the bone dagger at his waist, gazing at the celebrating crowd with thoughtful eyes.

Suddenly a sturdy figure pushed aside the tribespeople dancing around the bonfire, his ancient bronze face still stained with flint fragments: "Old Zhou, the clan elders all say it was you who taught Sui Ren brother to draw heavenly fire?"

"I merely spoke of the principle that a single spark can start a prairie fire." Zhou Yi used a branch to stir the fire, sparks splashing onto the damp moss with a sizzling sound, "But there has been a matter troubling me for a long time—have you seen the baby birds in the violent rain?"

The bearded man sat down accordingly, the handle of his black iron axe bending half a section of shrub: "Last month the flood washed away three nests of young ones, their cries echoed all night long."