The souls of the eleven ancestral witches gradually condensed on the Wangxiang Platform, their eyes gradually brightened, and their memory and consciousness were restored.
The first person to be resurrected was Di Jiang. His soul looked younger than before his death.
The hair becomes thick and black, the skin becomes smooth, and the eyes are full of wisdom and authority.
He stood in front of other ancestral witch souls and was the first to look at the ancestral land of the witch clan in the distance.
Complex colors flowed from the bottom of his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was sighing at the current situation of the Wu clan, or thinking about whether it was worth it...
Then came Gonggong and Zhu Rong, their figures gradually appeared, their auras solemn and dignified.
Ancestral Shaman Gonggong has a kind face with a benevolent smile, while Ancestral Shaman Zhu Rong shows endless wisdom and calmness.
Before they died, they blew themselves up, perishing together with several demon gods, and also blew up Mount Buzhou.
Because of this, their souls are the most incomplete.
It seemed that this experience had calmed their tempers.
Xuan Ming's soul also began to revive, and her face became graceful and full of energy.
She looked at the ancestral land of the Wu clan from the gazebo, and her bright eyes revealed complex emotions, seemingly filled with endless regrets and regrets.
Afterwards, Zhu Jiuyin's soul was reunited. He was fond of poisoning before his death, but now his eyes were full of innocence and purity, and his smile was bright and warm.
But when he looked back at the current situation in the ancestral land of the Wu clan, his smile began to become complicated...
A strong soul emerged, his eyes shone with sharpness and coldness, and his body exuded a domineering and powerful aura.
His obsession was too deep, and most of his remaining soul was filled with negative emotions.
Just when he looked back at the ancestral land of the Wu Clan and recalled everything that had happened, his cold eyes also showed a little helplessness...
Shebishi's soul also gradually recovered, his appearance became solemn and mysterious, and there was an elusive meaning between his brows.
Liao Suo's soul regrouped. He looked back at the witch clan on the earth and sighed slightly.
Tian Wu's soul also gradually appeared, his eyes were deep and resolute, and his face showed a trace of gentleness and care.
The last ones to be resurrected were Jumang and Xizi. Their faces were gentle and kind, and their eyes were filled with endless love and concern.
As memories begin to return.
They stared at the crowd and saw that their brothers were still there. They couldn't help but feel relieved, and then they turned to look at the Witch Clan on the ground.
The souls of these eleven ancestral witches were finally enveloped by the power of six reincarnations, regained their new life and restored their memories.
As the mysterious power on the Wangxiang Terrace surrounded them and enveloped them, their memories were quickly restored, and their remaining souls began to slowly recover...
"Alas...the top fighting power of the two Lich clans was all lost in this battle..."
"We have been fighting for a lifetime. If it is gone, it will be gone. Aren't we still there? As long as our souls are still there."
"The demon clan has been destroyed, but the witch clan still has children. I believe they will continue to multiply."
"To be honest, after living for so many years, I am indeed a little tired. Now I can finally relieve myself of the heavy responsibility of the ancestral witch and have a good rest."
"Yes, the evil spirits have been eliminated. There are only our witch clan and human clan in the ancient world. There will no longer be any pressure in the future..."
"It's good. I want to rest too! I used to have to be responsible for the affairs of hundreds of millions of people every day when I opened my eyes. It's scary to think about it."
"Hahaha! The bullshit Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor, will die when he dies, unlike us, who still survived!"
"Xuanyuan didn't lie to us. We really didn't die. What happens next? Resurrection? How to resurrect? Can we return to our original state?"
"Where is this place? I thought this was a primitive land just now, but now I see something is wrong!"
"..."
After the eleven ancestral witches recovered their memories, they finally no longer looked at the witch clan on the ancient land. Instead, they turned to look at the brothers and sisters around them, and they started talking among themselves.
As they say.
The current state of their souls and bodies made them feel very relaxed.
Because they are ancestral witches from the moment they are born, they shoulder the responsibility of the entire ancestral witch.
Now it has become a soul body.
They are finally themselves.
At this moment, a sound broke through the air.
Xuanyuan and Houtu came hand in hand and appeared on the Wangxiang Platform.
The moment I saw the two of them.
The eleven ancestral witches also brightened their eyes.
Especially in the end, Emperor Jiang Zuwu, who died immediately because of Nuwa's attack, was even more excited and walked to Houtu.
He looked around Hou Tu and found that she was safe and sound. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and a kind smile appeared on his face: "It's good to see that Yaomei you are fine."
"Since it's okay, we haven't seen this place before."
"In other words, we succeeded? This is the legendary underworld?"
After hearing Di Jiang's words, Houtu and Xuanyuan nodded slightly and smiled.
"Yes, as you brothers can see, this is the Netherworld."
"A world whose scope is almost the same as that of the ancient land, but this world has no spiritual energy, only the energy of the netherworld, and is only suitable for the survival of souls."
Hou Tu patiently explained, looking around at the eleven ancestral witches with extremely gentle eyes.
There was actually a bit of sadness in his eyes.
Just pretending to be strong.
The eleven ancestral witches who once dominated the ancient world now only have their remnant souls left. How could she not feel pain in her heart?
And all of this is to help her achieve enlightenment!
Thinking of this, her eyes turned red.
"You don't have to be like this, Yaomei."
"We are really fine, and we feel very relaxed!"
"Yes, Yaomei, all this is not your fault. Everything happened suddenly, and it was not you who initiated it, but the demon clan!"
"No! I don't think it's a demon clan. Now that I'm dead, I can see everything more clearly. It's very strange that Di Jun's sons suddenly attacked the Kuafu tribe."
"Yes! When you think about it, it's really strange. They attacked the tribe, and Di Jun knew nothing about it and made no preparations. He just started a war with us. It was as if there was a big hand controlling it behind his back."
"Hmph! Anyway, who else could it be? It must be those saints. They are supremely powerful, but their power is single. They have long wanted to make the Witch Clan and Monster Clan quarrel. I think they are the ones behind it."
'"Then if you say so, Nuwa was also framed?"
"That's not true, she deserves to die! She actually killed my eldest brother! She is stupid! Arrogant! Without Fuxi's assistance, she is a completely brainless woman!"
"Hey... stop arguing. Aren't you trying to comfort Yaomei? Why are you arguing again?"
When there are many ancestral shamans, there is no restraint in speaking.
They even discussed the issue of this war, and found the cause and effect very strange.
Finally, Di Jiang spoke, and everyone became quiet again.
But it can be clearly seen that many ancestral witches are really much more relaxed.
"Okay, we are dead and no longer involved in the disputes in the ancient world. We should have a good rest now." Di Jiang said calmly.
"Brother is right, we have completed our mission, there is no need to dwell on the past."
Jumang Zuwu also continued: "Moreover, the Netherworld is also our new destination. Here, we can live a relatively stable life."
Hear this.
Xuanyuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "What do you mean, uncles, do you want to maintain your soul body? Continue to stay in this netherworld?"
Di Jiang sighed slightly: "Don't you think we haven't thought about this? Once the ancestral witch dies, he is no longer the ancestral witch. There is only so much Pangu essence and blood in the prehistoric world. Once we die, it will be difficult for us to return. Shaped into a physical body.”
Xuanyuan heard this.
He was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated in his heart.
turn out to be.
These ancestral witches have long been prepared to sacrifice.
It's not that they don't believe that they can be resurrected, but they also know very well that even if they are resurrected, they will not be able to return to their previous ancestral witch cultivation.
Because Pangu’s essence and blood are limited.
Even if they were resurrected and reincarnated into the witch clan, there would not be enough blood essence to restore them to the strength of the ancestral witches.
So what happens?
Are they still ancestral witches?
There is nothing more than an ancient soul.
That is to say.
Before many ancestral witches sacrificed their lives, they had figured out that they would not be resurrected, but were determined to die.
Now that they can maintain their soul state, they are already very satisfied.
After hearing Di Jiang's words, the ancestral witches thought for a moment and nodded.
Their previous identities were ancestral witches, and they shouldered the responsibility of protecting the witch clan.
Now that he has become a soul body, his physical body has lost all its essence and blood, and it is no longer possible to recover.
Then there is no need to take on this mission anymore.
In the Netherworld, they can get rid of the pressure of the past and live the life they want.
How wonderful this is!
In the past, as much essence and blood as there was, one had to bear as much responsibility. Now that there is no essence and blood, what responsibilities do you still have to bear?
Just let the younger generation have fun!
"In that case, I have a suggestion." Xuanyuan suggested at the right time, "Since you are in the soul body now, why don't you switch to ghost cultivation?"
"It just so happens that everything in the underworld is prosperous, and all brothers can become the Ten Palaces of Yama, responsible for the reincarnation of all races."
"In this way, you can continue to exist in the Netherworld, and your remaining souls will not dissipate over time."
"And if you become the Ten Palaces of Yama, you will have greater power and status, and the witch clan on the earth will also benefit."
When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at each other and frowned slightly.
to be honest.
They really don't want to be responsible anymore.
This was something Xuanyuan didn't expect.
After death, the ancestral witches want relief and relaxation more and more.
Becoming the Tenth Palace Yama sounds good, but it makes them feel like they have another layer of shackles on them.
But here's the thing.
If they don't change cultivation, there's no way their remaining souls can continue like this.
If they encounter any crisis, their souls may dissipate.
And becoming the Ten Palaces of Yama, this status not only allows them to continue to strengthen their souls, but also to major in souls, and hopefully restore their cultivation to quasi-sages.
And being respected in the Netherworld, you can continue to protect the safety of the witch clan on the earth.
after all.
No matter what, all races will die, right?
Even if you don't die, your relatives and friends will die, right?
Since you are going to die, you have to be reincarnated, right?
Then if you reincarnate, if you want to be reincarnated well or as early as possible, you have to rely on the underworld, right?
This way.
Even if the Wu Clan declines and loses its peak combat power, all races must be cautious in dealing with the Wu Clan and not dare to offend them in the slightest.
"This is a good idea!" Di Jiang nodded in agreement: "Now that we have been freed from our identity as ancestral witches, we can switch to the Ten Palaces of Yama and contribute our own strength to the order of the Netherworld."
Other ancestral witches also expressed their agreement. They were willing to accept Xuanyuan's suggestion and transform into ghost kings and become the Ten Palaces of Yama.
In this way, they will become the guardians of the Netherworld, responsible for the reincarnation of all races, and indirectly protect the safety of the Witch Clan.
"Oh, I really didn't expect that."
"I have to worry about these children even to death!!!"
"I will be tied to the Witch Clan my whole life! I don't know if they will be grateful to me!"
"When the time comes, let Xuanyuan send a message and ask those little bastards on the earth to erect a stone statue for us to offer incense. Anyway, if you are a ghost cultivator, this is normal."
"Hahaha! I have no choice. I was born into the witch clan and will die as a witch clan. For the sake of my children, it would be nice to become a Yama of the Tenth Palace."
"But, aren't there only ten halls? There are eleven of us!"
"In other words, one of us doesn't have to be Yama? Hahaha! Me! Me! Me!"
"Shouldn't I be the one to do this? I was so tired during my lifetime, and I am the younger brother. The elders should let me be the ghost king. The Tenth Palace of Yama will take care of all the elders."
"Ah! Have you ever called us brother before? Now you know how to call us brother? Let me tell you, you must have one of the Ten Palaces of Yama! Otherwise, I won't accept it!"
"..."
Many ancestral witches began to fight again.
As they say, there are only ten Yamas in the Ten Halls.
And they are eleven ancestral witches, which means that one of them does not need to become Yama.
That's natural and easy.
Of course they want to fight!
However, before the many ancestral witches had been fighting for a long time, the cold voice of the Xuanming ancestral witch rang out: "I don't want to be Yama, I am the female ghost king. Which one of you will fight with me?"
Hear Xuan Ming's words.
Many ancestral witches fell silent and stopped speaking.
They are still very tolerant towards this younger sister.
Moreover.
What if we don't allow it? Can you beat it?
Xuan Ming's strength is terrifying!
that's all.
The eleven ancestral witches decided.
All converted to ghost cultivation.
Among them, except Xuan Ming, the other ten male ancestral shamans, including Di Jiang, from the oldest to the youngest, are the ten halls of Yama.
They even changed the name to a new name instead of using the name of the ancestral witch in order to be a little different from before.
They are:
The first palace is King Qin Guang.
The second palace is the King of Chujiang.
The third palace is the Song Dynasty Emperor.
The fourth palace is the official king.
The fifth hall is King Yama.
King Bian Cheng of the sixth palace.
The seventh hall is King Taishan.
The Eighth Palace City King.
The ninth palace is the equal king.
The tenth hall is the wheel-turning king.
The only Xuanming ancestral shaman who did not become the Tenth Hall of Yama decided to garrison in the ghost city and became the only female ghost king.
She was also very happy about this.
After all, the affairs of the ghost town were almost nothing, it was simply too easy.
And there’s still plenty of fun to be had.
Immediately.
Under the guidance of Xuanyuan and Houtu.
The ancestral witches decided to take action and began to practice the ghost path...
The technique is very simple. Hou Tu and Xuanyuan are taken from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and are specially created for the eleven ancestral witches to focus on the soul body.
Maybe there are some flaws in this technique currently.
But it doesn't matter.
Because the top priority is to allow their souls to recover quickly.
Kung Fu?
It will be gradually improved in the future.
Anyway, the next thing they don't lack most is time...
soon,
The eleven ancestral wizards returned to the ten halls, and Xuan Ming also returned to the city lord's mansion in the ghost city.
Start to enter the state of cultivation.
The matter came to an end, and the big stone that had been hanging in Hou Tu's heart finally fell...
And next.
It's about the sea of blood turning into a moat.
Only when this is completed can the entire underworld officially operate...
