Chapter 246: Dijiang Plots the Eighteen Levels of Hell

Beside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Houtu looked at the departing Minghe, a hint of joy between her brows.

After the Reincarnation was repaired, establishing the Underworld was not difficult, but its future operation would absolutely require Minghe's participation.

During their conversation just now, she had vaguely expressed her intentions.

She had originally thought the other party would refuse, but she had not expected Minghe to be moved.

Minghe had been suppressed by Tian Yuan under Mount Buzhou for so many years, and she herself had refined the will that shrouded the Sea of Blood; Minghe's change was somewhat beyond Houtu's expectations.

Minghe was conceived from the Sea of Blood; no one knew the importance of the Sea of Blood's will better than he did.

She already held control over the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and if she were to refine the Sea of Blood's will as well, the Netherworld would be hers to command.

In Houtu's estimation, given Minghe's Dao of killing the heavens, killing the earth, and killing all living beings, it was absolutely impossible for him to surrender so easily.

She had already prepared herself for the fact that after the Underworld was established, there would be no shortage of matters to deal with regarding the Sea of Blood.

During this period, there had been no shortage of reports regarding conflicts between her clansmen and the Asura.

Who would have thought that before she even planned to go see Minghe, he would be the one to come find her first.

If the matters of the Sea of Blood could be handled well, the Underworld would certainly be spared much trouble, and it might even accelerate the recovery of the Earthly Dao Will.

More crucially, there was another point: Minghe's own uniqueness.

Minghe created the Asura Clan and subsequently established a sect to achieve sainthood, but what he relied upon was the merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.

Perhaps through Minghe, she could uncover the secrets of the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, it was also possible that Minghe was a pawn plotted by that person to manipulate the Earthly Dao; this matter would need to be discussed thoroughly with Tian Yuan later.

Watching the other party's figure disappear, Houtu cast her gaze toward the Eighteen Levels of Hell beneath the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Following her proving the Dao to Hunyuan and becoming the Lord of the Earthly Dao, the Eighteen Levels of Hell had likewise manifested upon the Primordial land.

Entering and exiting the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space no longer required her to pass through Mount Buzhou; she could travel directly to and from the Netherworld.

The many members of the Wu Clan currently in the Netherworld were all brought out by her using the Earthly Dao Will.

Yet, as the Eighteen Levels of Hell evolved, Houtu repeatedly sensed the aura of her Big Brother Dijiang.

"What exactly is Big Brother trying to do?" Houtu muttered, rising and heading toward the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell also manifested within the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, but it was completely silent there, with no unusual activity whatsoever.

It was the Eighteen Levels of Hell that had appeared on the Primordial land instead; this was already the fourth time she had sensed her Big Brother's aura.

The other party did not appear in the Consciousness Space, but instead flickered between the Eighteen Levels of Hell in the Netherworld of the Primordial land, elusive and uncertain.

With a leap, Houtu arrived at the ninth level of hell, but unfortunately, apart from lingering wisps of fluctuations, Dijiang's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Her Divine Sense blanketed the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and even the entire Netherworld, yet she did not sense a trace of Dijiang.

"Big Brother! The Great Calamity has ended, and the Wu Clan is doing well now; why must you be like this?" Houtu looked around, ethereal Dao sounds rippling out.

The Ancestral Witches' fortunes were all in the Netherworld; she was like this, and Dijiang was the same.

Given the events of recent times, it was clear that her Big Brother was plotting something regarding the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Although she was the Lord of the Earthly Dao, the Earthly Dao was currently in decline, and with the other party wielding the Heaven-Refining Coffin, Houtu could not find Dijiang for the moment.

All around was silent, with no response whatsoever.

Houtu wore a troubled expression, her figure flashed, and she vanished directly from the Netherworld.

Regardless of what Dijiang wanted to do, since the other party had appeared so many times, Houtu still intended to say a word to Tian Yuan.

Nether light surged, and when she appeared again, Houtu had arrived at the Netherworld of the Consciousness Space.

Beside the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, Zhu Jiuyin and the others were still in deep meditation, only the will shrouding their bodies had become much denser.

From the direction of Mount Buzhou, members of the Wu Clan were still arriving in an endless stream.

The situation of the Wu Clan was currently excellent, and Houtu would never allow Dijiang to stir up any more trouble.

With this thought, she leaped and headed toward the direction of Mount Buzhou above.

On the side of the Netherworld, Minghe had already returned to the Blood River Palace.

Sitting in the seat of honor, he looked grim, his brows knitted in conflict.

Houtu held no hostility toward him, and the other party's original intention was merely to repair the Reincarnation.

It was just that the Hunyuan Dao passed down by Tian Yuan was clearly at odds with that person in the Purple Heaven Palace.

Regarding the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Minghe was still very wary. Hongjun had merged his body with the Dao, and the merit he himself had obtained when becoming a Saint was a reward from the Heavenly Dao; he had long since forged a great karmic debt.

If he were to get too close to Tian Yuan, it would be troublesome when the time came.

"Sigh! What is to be done now?" Minghe looked up toward the direction of Chaos, his expression extremely depressed.

Previously, he had been ignorant, but after becoming a Saint and Tian Yuan passing down the Hunyuan Dao, he had vaguely learned of some secrets between heaven and earth.

He could not see through that person in the Purple Heaven Palace, and he could not afford to provoke the stone man on Mount Buzhou either; being caught in the middle was truly a dilemma.

"Forget it, I'll take it one step at a time!" Minghe muttered, then leaped up and headed toward the Primordial land.

His heart was restless and he could not meditate; since the world had changed so much, it would be better to go for a walk in the Primordial land.

More importantly, the Heavenly Pillar, Mount Buzhou, had been changing repeatedly, yet he had never seen it up close.

On Mount Buzhou in the Consciousness Space, Tian Yuan opened his eyes, looking with slight confusion toward Houtu who was approaching from afar.

Ever since he returned from the Western Region, he had been meditating on Mount Buzhou, cultivating the Law of Force.

With the Underworld newly established, Houtu was much busier than him; how could she have time to come find him?

Rising, Tian Yuan went to meet her and asked softly, "Is there something unusual with the Sea of Blood?"

In the entire Netherworld, the only variable in Tian Yuan's view was Minghe.

The other party relied on Heavenly Dao merit to achieve sainthood, and it was very likely that Hongjun from the Purple Heaven Palace stood behind him.

Houtu shook her head and replied in a deep voice, "No, it is my Big Brother Dijiang!"

After speaking, Houtu did not hold back, telling him about Dijiang's frequent appearances in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and incidentally mentioning her recent meeting with Minghe.

Hearing this, Tian Yuan was only slightly surprised, and then he did not pay much mind to it.

"You may handle the matter of Dijiang yourself; there is no need to pay attention to Minghe for the time being." The Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space is the priority.

The Primordial World is inherently under the shroud of the Heavenly Dao, so the appearance of many things beyond his control was within Tian Yuan's expectations.

First heading to the Western Abyss to search, Tian Yuan guessed that Dijiang and Xuanming were shuttling between the Consciousness Space and the Primordial World, making them not easy to find.

Now, hearing the words of Houtu, he thought that no matter how they hide, the two of them would inevitably appear in the Underworld in the end.

Houtu's top priority is to increase the power of the Earthly Dao; when the Earthly Dao Will is strong enough to a certain degree, she can completely control the Netherworld.

By then, with Houtu's status as the Lord of the Earthly Dao, finding Dijiang and Xuanming will be an easy task.

Houtu naturally understood the meaning in Tian Yuan's words, and nodding, she continued: "The Primordial World is too vast, and wandering souls are spread in all directions; capturing them is very time-consuming and laborious. Is there any other way?"

This is the biggest problem Houtu has encountered since the establishment of the Underworld.

The number of the Wu Clan is limited, and even adding the Asura Clan of the Sea of Blood, it is likely difficult to cover the entire Primordial World.

The best method, naturally, is to have something that can attract these wandering souls to come voluntarily.

During this time, she has been racking her brains in this direction, which is also the main purpose of her coming to seek Tian Yuan.

Listening, Tian Yuan frowned slightly, his gaze unconsciously looking toward the direction of the Netherworld.

"You go back first; I will arrange this matter!" The revival of the Earthly Dao is of great benefit to Houtu and to him as well.

What can attract wandering souls is nothing more than thick death energy and resentment, and the place with the deepest death energy and resentment in heaven and earth must be the Wangchuan River.

It is just that this river is too strange; it separates Mount Buzhou from the Netherworld, and currently, it only exists in the Consciousness Space.

If the Wangchuan River could also manifest in the Netherworld of the Primordial World, it would surely attract many wandering souls to come.

The Fierce Beast Hou has been cultivating in the Wangchuan River, so he could take the opportunity to go and investigate it along the way.

"Good!" Houtu nodded; she was not at all surprised that Tian Yuan had a way.

Without saying more, she bid farewell to Tian Yuan and headed straight for the Netherworld.

Within the Underworld, she still had many things to do.

Tian Yuan strode out and instantly arrived at the side of the Wangchuan River that spanned the void.

Having been in the Primordial World for millions of years, the Wangchuan River before his eyes was no different from when he first saw it.

After just one glance, Tian Yuan leaped up and landed on the Wangchuan River.

Instantly, thick death energy and resentment surged up, accompanied by an inexplicable will that swarmed over and enveloped him.

(End of this chapter)