Above the ancient world, nine is the series.
As the deepest place in the ancient world, Jiuyou is a place that ordinary creatures cannot touch in their lifetime.
There are very few living things here, and they never see the light of day.
Only a river of darkness flows quietly, as if it has existed since the period of chaos.
As a synonym for deathly silence, Jiuyou has been aloof from the beginning of its birth.
No matter whether it was the great catastrophe of ferocious beasts, the struggle between the three clans for hegemony, or the recent Lich War, they have never affected this place.
Eternal and quiet, blue and green.
Beyond cause and effect, there is reincarnation.
Jiuyou, which had been quiet for who knows how many years, was completely boiling today.
The creatures that can survive in Jiuyou are, without exception, transcendent beings.
The most famous among them is the Ancestor of Styx who accidentally created the Shura clan in order to imitate Nuwa in creating humans.
As one of the most ancient and powerful creatures in the world, Patriarch Styx has not been as shocked as he is today for countless years.
The short sentence "I am God, come to find the earth" directly made Ancestor Minghe stand up from the sea of blood.
Compared to the second half of Tang Hao's sentence where he directly called Hou Tu by name, the first half of Tang Hao's sentence shocked him even more.
God?
How dare this man call himself God?
Aren’t you afraid that the great karma will come upon you?
"Who is this fellow Taoist? Why have I never heard of your name?"
In just a moment, Ancestor Styx regained his composure.
He looked at the figure above Jiuyou and asked with some doubts.
For some reason, the big hand that held up the sky not long ago suddenly appeared in the mind of Patriarch Styx.
At this moment, the creature that claimed to be God gave him exactly the same feeling as that mysterious big hand.
Don't look at it for a long time, and don't deduce it!
On the plain, when Tang Hao heard the words of Ancestor Styx, his face was covered by the aura of chaos, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
I am on the blue star. If you have heard of it, you are really seeing a ghost.
After pondering for a moment, Tang Hao, who was about to speak again, suddenly saw an overwhelming figure on the bank of the River Styx.
"Who is calling me?"
A voice like an orchid in the valley suddenly sounded.
The next moment, the entire Jiuyou Land suddenly began to tremble violently, and six huge roulette wheels appeared in the void!
Hou Tu opened his beautiful eyes, with a hint of confusion in them.
Ever since Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain angrily, Houtu chose to let himself sleep and reincarnate in the six realms.
In order to fight for control of the so-called heaven and earth, among the twelve ancestral witches, only Xuan Ming and Gong Gong were left alive.
But in the end, Gonggong, who finally survived, would rather burn his own soul and blood and hit Buzhou Mountain than live.
Because Hou Tu transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Xuan Ming was the only one left in the Wu Clan, and he completely withdrew from the stage of history.
Hou Tu, who didn't want to care about the world anymore, was suddenly awakened by a mysterious force. In a trance, she heard someone calling her name.
After reappearing on the bank of the River Styx, Hou Tu took the lead in looking at the monstrous sea of blood not far away.
Ancestor Minghe looked at Hou Tu's eyes and pointed his finger gently at the void.
The next moment, Hou Tu's eyes fell on Honghuang, and Tang Hao's figure also appeared in his eyes.
"Are you calling my name?"
An extremely ethereal voice sounded in Tang Hao's ears.
Unlike Ancestor Ming He, Hou Tu was not shocked by Tang Hao's chaotic and dark aura that permeated his body.
His eyes were as calm as the sea, revealing a hint of mystery and purity.
Seemingly seeing through Tang Hao's true appearance, Hou Tu asked with some doubts.
On the plain, Tang Hao looked at Houtu who suddenly appeared, feeling slightly surprised.
I originally thought that Hou Tu, a member of the Wu clan, might have a strange body like Gong Gong back then.
Unexpectedly, the other party is not only like a human race, but also has a graceful figure and beautiful appearance.
Her long, beautiful black hair was spread over the back of her head without any movement in the wind.
Looking at Hou Tu's slightly doubtful eyes, Tang Hao nodded and said calmly: "It's me."
Above the sea of blood, Ancestor Styx sat down cross-legged again.
Just by looking at his appearance, he could tell that this guy named God was definitely not weaker than him.
He even felt that the other party had already taken that step!
Therefore, Patriarch Minghe, who was left aside by Tang Hao after Hou Tu appeared, was not angry.
Instead, he eavesdropped on the conversation between the two with great interest.
One is a beautiful ancestral witch who is comparable to a saint and has incarnated into the Six Paths, and the other is a mysterious and unfathomable creature that suddenly appears.
The conversation between the two must be very interesting!
On the other side, after Hou Tu heard Tang Hao admit that he was looking for him, a hint of mist suddenly flowed around him.
The six huge roulette wheels in the void began to spin crazily, and the next moment, Hou Tu's figure appeared beside Tang Hao!
And that plain was also covered by a force of reincarnation and became no longer visible.
"So stingy?"
Seeing this scene, Ancestor Styx, who was pricking up his ears, was stunned.
He thought he could hear something interesting, but Hou Tu didn't give him the chance at all.
Curling his lips, a look of deep thought flashed through Patriarch Styx's eyes that were filled with extremely evil aura.
As one of the top figures in history, he thought of many things the moment he saw Tang Hao.
Thinking that the Dao Ancestor would soon be in harmony with the Tao, Ancestor Ming He suddenly felt that the ancient world, which had been somewhat silent due to the Lich War, seemed to be about to become lively again.
"What's the matter?"
On the other side, Hou Tu, who had returned to the prehistoric world after hundreds of thousands of years, looked at the somewhat dazed Tang Hao next to him and asked calmly.
And the moment after Houtu arrived, there were more than a dozen eyes on the entire wilderness looking towards the wilderness at the same time.
But before those people could see what was happening, the power of countless reincarnations covered the entire plain.
Looking at the beautiful face in front of him that was only a few centimeters away from his own, Tang Hao could even feel the faint fragrance exhaled from the other person's mouth and nose.
After swallowing, Tang Hao silently took a few steps back.
The sudden appearance of Hou Tu almost scared Tang Haoren to the point where he fell off his back.
One second he was still on the bank of the River Styx, and the next second the other party suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was so close to him.
They almost kissed each other mouth to mouth!
Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Tang Hao took a deep breath, looked at Hou Tu in front of him, and said, "I'm looking for you to ask you to do me a favor."
"Help? What help?"
The train of her skirt floats in the air, and her white jade feet seem to have broken through the water.
On the cheeks that were beautiful but not seductive, seductive but not vulgar, a pair of bright eyes looked at Tang Hao intently, as if there were brocade paintings hidden in them.
Tang Hao, who was stared at by Hou Tu, pointed to the Zhisheng clan on the ground with a guilty conscience.
"I would like to ask your tribe to help the human race and plant those seeds successfully."
After hearing Tang Hao's words, Hou Tu looked away and looked at his feet.
The moment Hou Tu appeared in front of Tang Hao, a trace of shock appeared on Zhisheng's face.
He recognized Houtu. The Houtu tribe was once not far from the human tribe.
The dead seedling seeds were found by Zhisheng in the plantation of the Houtu tribe.
Because the souls of humans can affect the minds of monsters, more than half of the twelve tribes of the witch clan massacred humans!
But apart from this half, there are several tribes in the Wu tribe that are actually quite friendly towards the human race.
Among them, the ones who took the most care of the human race were the former Houtu tribe.
After Nuwa became a saint, she never took care of the human race.
Because her roots belong to the demon clan, when the demon clan massacred the human race, she only lightly reminded Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun to be careful.
Hou Tu was kind-hearted and indifferent by nature, and had no great interest in controlling the prehistoric times.
After repeatedly trying to persuade other ancestral witches to no avail, she could only allow the two clans to start a war.
Then, the human race, which was caught between the two races and suffered an inexplicable disaster, came into her sight.
Maybe it's because of shame, or maybe it's because he has a natural affinity for the human race.
Hou Tu not only protected the people of the Great Wilderness from being massacred by monsters and beasts many times, but also often gave the Zhisheng clan some food.
So when he saw Hou Tu again, Zhisheng hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to half-kneel on the ground.
"The human race knows the Sheng clan and pays homage to Queen Houtu."
Since Houtu transformed into the Six Paths and mastered reincarnation, the creatures at the bottom of the prehistoric world have worshiped her as the mother of the earth.
Empress is their official title for Hou Tu.
Just like sometimes, some creatures will call Nuwa the empress.
After Zhisheng fell to his knees, the human races behind him did not know Houtu because they were all new generations.
But after hearing the leader's name for Hou Tu, they also responded.
The beautiful woman in front of me is actually the legendary Empress Houtu who is comparable to the saint Nuwa?
Thinking of this, many people hesitated for a moment and followed Zhisheng to half-kneeling on the ground.
However, there were still some humans who did not kneel down.
In their minds, both Nuwa and Houtu are superior beings.
These existences don't care about their life or death.
Only God is worthy of their worship!
On the other side, Qinghe looked at Houtu who suddenly appeared, his face suddenly filled with nervousness.
The aura of the other party that was comparable to that of a saint made her want to kneel to the ground involuntarily.
But Qinghe quickly remembered what Tongtian said to him before.
In the ancient world, she didn't have to kneel to anyone except Tang Hao!
Ever since, Qinghe began to grit his teeth and fight against the power in the dark.
I am my husband’s mount, even if you are Hou Tu, I will not kneel down to you!
