Why can the human emperor Xin turn into the form of the ancestor witch Emperor Jiang? Moreover, this change is not just this change in form. Even the aura is also the aura of the witch clan, and it is the purest and clearest breath of the first batch of ancestor witches!
Even this level of clarity made them feel a kind of blood pressure, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship Emperor Xin, who had become the Emperor Jiang at this moment.
Whether it was King Qin Guang or King Rotary, when they saw the scene in front of them, their expressions were stunned. They looked at Di Xin in a daze, unable to believe their eyes, but the aura they felt was obviously the most real!
"Buzz!"
And at this moment, along the colorful disc, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, followed by a dazzling array of brilliance swaying and trembling in the void, bursting out an extremely mysterious aura. In the end, thousands of lights condensed together to form a figure.
This figure is mysterious and mysterious. It looks like a gathering of thousands of stars, or a gathering of billions of souls, hazy and holy.
"Is this the ancestor witch Houtu?"
Emperor Xin stared and saw that what appeared in front of the colorful disc was a woman in a white robe. She was tall, with her black hair like a waterfall, scattered on her shoulders and forehead, carrying a colorful accessories, her hands and fingers intertwined, her head lowered, as if she was murmuring in the void, sending soft and peaceful wishes to everything in the world.
"Brother, are you still alive? No, why does your breath become so weak?"
A little later, the ancestor witch Houtu opened her eyes, looked at the Dijiang transformed by Emperor Xin in disbelief, and asked happily and confusedly.
Her voice was very soft, with a kind of weakness and laziness, as if he had just woken up from his sleep.
"Sorry, I'm disturbing my peace for you. I'm not Dijiang, but I am the Emperor of the World. Di Xin. I just took the liberty to take this risk because I had something to do. Please forgive me..."
When Emperor Xin saw the ancestor witch Houtu wake up, his body shook. After restoring his body, he clasped his fists to the ancestor witch Houtu and said sincerely.
"I said, how could my elder brother be resurrected again? It turned out that you turned into his form. However, your secret technique is really good. In addition to the level of cultivation, the elder brother he transformed actually hid me..."
The ancestor witch Houtu chuckled and shook his head, and then said, "As for disturbing and apologizing, there is no need to. The sufferings of sentient beings are now carried by me; the resentment of sentient beings is borne by me; the hatred of sentient beings is borne by me, let alone this little thing... Moreover, I want to thank you. If you hadn't awakened me, maybe you wouldn't be able to wake up this time."
The ancestor witch Houtu, can't wake up?
What happened to her?!
As the controller of the six realms of reincarnation, what makes her feel that she is about to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again?
Emperor Xin's eyes were full of confusion, and he was very curious about the words of the ancestor witch Houtu.
"Why did you wake me up?"
At this time, the ancestor witch Houtu glanced warmly over Emperor Xin and fell on King Guang of Qin and King Yan Luo, saying.
"Empress, this is the thing..." King Qin Guang bowed respectfully, and then informed the ancestor witch Houtu of all the matters related to Jiang Ziya's soul.
"So that's it...is this soul..."
The ancestor witch Houtu nodded slightly, and then, the light flashed in his eyes. Then, his fingers gently touched the void, and the colorful ring accessories on his forehead burst out. Then, a flying bear spirit with wings on his back appeared in the void.
"Ao roar...ao roar..."
The flying bear was very fierce and screamed as soon as it appeared. Especially when he saw Emperor Xin, he kept roaring, his four hooves were swaying and his wings were flapping. Although he was not big, the ferocity that erupted was really not small, which was very touching.
"Is this Jiang Ziya's soul? Why is his soul not a human form, but a flying bear? But this is what he is called a flying bear! Could it be that this is the soul of the demon clan captured by Hongjun Daozu, which reincarnates and sends it into the human clan. In this way, if the human clan is killed, he will not feel so guilty?"
Emperor Xin looked at the flying bear soul with claws, his face was full of surprise and shock, and he vaguely guessed the truth.
"Empress, the master of this soul is the person who is the master of the robbery appointed by Hongjun Daozu. If we do not return this soul, it will anger Hongjun Daozu. I am afraid that he will be angry and punish my witch clan. By then, there will be trouble... The world is so big that I can't say, and there will be no more place for my witch clan to set up a cone... All this I did is for my witch clan, but some people don't understand and think that I do all this for myself..."
The King of Rotation quickly stepped forward, bowed to the ancestor witch Houtu, and said with a trembling voice, as if the next moment, he would cry out in a grievance.
"I understand your thoughts."
The ancestor witch Houtu smiled gently as he looked at the appearance of the Rotary King and said.
"The Taoist priest Cihang of the Ancestral Witch, has seen Houtu. Since the Empress Houtu just said that she knew the hard work of fellow Taoist mercy of the Rotary King, then I would like to ask the Empress to hand over Jiang Ziya's flying bear soul to us and let us bring back so that the people who are agreed upon by the Taoist priest can continue to carry the matter of the main disaster."
When Taoist Cihang heard this, he was immediately secretly happy. He felt that he saw the hope of bringing back Jiang Ziya's soul, so he took a step forward and bowed to the ancestor witch Houtu, saying.
"I need to think about this matter carefully..."
The ancestor witch Houtu chuckled and said slowly.
Could it be that something unexpected happens?
What if the ancestor witch Houtu is also afraid of Hongjun Daozu and sends Jiang Ziya back to his soul, wouldn't it be a waste of time?!
When Emperor Xin heard this, his heart suddenly sank, and he had a not-so-good premonition.
"Hongjun Daozu is one with the heavenly way. The person he chose to be the master of the catastrophe will naturally not die. Otherwise, no one will preside over the catastrophe. Moreover, Hongjun Daozu is the leader of the prehistoric world, and his orders, the creatures in the world will naturally follow..."
At this moment, after the ancestor witch Houtu was silent for a little, a smile appeared on her face and a slow sound. Di Xin's heart sank. When Taiyi Zhenren smiled, she changed her mind and continued:
"There are rules in the underworld. The souls entering this place must not leave. Otherwise, if everyone comes, they can take away the souls entering the underworld. Then, what rules can be said in the underworld? The six realms of reincarnation will inevitably lead to chaos. Moreover, since they are the persons of the main calamity, they should also know that when the calamity comes, everything is possible. If you commit to the calamity, you must be prepared to die!"
"Hu..." Emperor Xin immediately breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard the sound, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, the ancestor witch Houtu was actually a person who liked to vent his anger. Half of the words made people's hearts hang in the sky, which was helpless, but fortunately, listening to her second half of the words, the result was always good.
"Empress Houtu, do you want us to do what, or not?! Give me a clear statement!"
Taoist Cihang frowned, looked at the ancestor witch Houtu with some displeasure, and said.
"The rules of the Netherworld are unbreakable. Hongjun Daozu's Jun order must be abide by it. It really makes me feel embarrassed..." The ancestor witch Houtu chuckled and slowly continued: "Since that's the case, I will be a little selfish and ask you to help me do something. Which side of you has done it for me, then, I will deal with this soul according to the requirements and his wishes... Before this, he will be kept by me."
Buzz...
As soon as the words fell, the ancestor witch Houtu's hand made a light move, and the flying bear's soul suddenly flew into the colorful accessories on her forehead.
"I wonder if Empress Houtu wants us to do things?"
When Emperor Xin heard the sound, he bowed to the ancestor witch Houtu and asked.
Jiang Ziya’s soul matters is of great importance. No matter what the requirements of the ancestor witch Houtu are, even if the hope of completion is slim, he will try his best!
When Taiyi Zhenren heard this, he also raised his ears and wanted to know what the selfishness of the ancestor witch Houtu was.
"This matter is actually a bit troublesome..." After chuckling, the ancestor witch Houtu slowly continued: "I want you to help me suppress the blood sea!"