Chapter 901 - 550: Yin Yang Transform into Four Symbols (Part 2)

Chapter 901: Chapter 550: Yin Yang Transform into Four Symbols (Part 2)

And the Emperor Beiyin Fengdu at the center.

Zhao Fu’s expression was calm, looking separately at the east and the west.

The previously tense atmosphere dissipated early.

Ksitigarbha is the incarnation of Buddha.

After making his grand vow, his cultivation was equivalent to the Celestial Wolf Great Saint.

He chose to help Zhao Fu.

Houtu sought to break free from fate, intending to forcibly seize control of the Netherworld and integrate the Six Paths of Reincarnation to wash away karma.

Zhao Fu helped her become Thick Earth using the authority of Netherworld Reincarnation.

Thus, Houtu turned from foe to friend.

At this moment, the three joined forces instead to stabilize the Netherworld and establish order.

This left the saints in the heavens somewhat dumbfounded.

They originally intended to witness a Netherworld battle but were surprised by this outcome.

Zhao Fu bowed to the saints in the heavens.

He began to close the Netherworld passages.

From then on, Yin and Yang were separated.

With three Profound Immortals overseeing the Netherworld.

Unless the Origin Great Saint intervenes, ordinary Profound Immortals cannot forcibly enter the Netherworld.

"Houtu, Houtu! Who would have thought this would be the outcome."

A Great Saint lamented.

At this moment, they looked again.

The Celestial Venerable aura had completely dissipated.

The power left by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was completely sealed by Taiyin and Taiyang.

Houtu also washed away karma.

The traces of the Witch Race completely vanished from this continent.

Only this land remains shattered!

The saints were somewhat disoriented.

If only the world were not shattered.

If only living beings were not devastated.

If only comrades had not fallen.

It seems as if the cataclysmic Witch Demon war never unfolded.

At this moment

Only one in ten living beings on the continent survived.

A mass of souls poured into the Netherworld.

The strength of the Netherworld greatly increased.

For a time, Yin flourishing while Yang diminishing.

The world appeared like shattered glazed glass, past glory unrecoverable, leaving only desolation.

Above the sky, stars fell like tears, or faded into darkness, the endless celestial dome resembling a torn canvas shivering in the storm.

The earth was akin to fractured porcelain, crisscrossed with ravines, in the depths and giant gorges, ghostly fires flicker, seemingly the earth’s painful gasp.

Mountains shattered, past peaks either collapsed or severed, broken stones rolled down like raging waves, rivers reversed, floods ran rampant.

The saints subconsciously looked toward Taiyin and Taiyang.

Taiyin and Taiyang said nothing.

Only softly sighed.

Taiyin Youying transformed into an extremely bright full moon, its light cold as snow, shedding silver-white radiance.

From that light walked out a White Tiger.

The White Tiger’s white fur was like snow, cloaked in divine light, its eyes were blue.

It stepped one by one, walking toward the west.

Sun Candlelight transformed into an exceedingly dazzling Great Sun, its light shining brightly.

From the Great Sun emerged a Vermilion Bird flapping its wings.

Its entire body was feathered like radiant flames, its tail feathers dragging a long light trail like burning sunset clouds.

The Vermilion Bird cried long and loud, its sound shaking the Nine Heavens, soaring toward the south.

In the intertwined light and shadows of Sun Candlelight and Taiyin Youying, also appeared Cyan Dragon and Black Tortoise.

The Cyan Dragon’s whiskers fluttered, its horns protruding, it traveled through the mist, flying toward the east.

Whereas the Black Tortoise was large and steady, crawling slowly toward the north.

These are the Four Symbols Divine Beasts!

This is Yin Yang Transform into Four Symbols.

The injured Qilin Great Saint in the war fell silent for a while, transforming into a streak of flowing light descending into the Central Land.

The Four Symbols and Qilin completely stabilized the entire world.

"Cough cough."

"Hahahahaha!"

Taiyi coughed fresh blood, and then started to laugh.

"Brother, I have avenged you."

"And it is time to atone for the world..."

Taiyi helplessly glanced at the earth.

Taiyin and Taiyang did not intervene, he, as the world’s strongest, yet damaged the earth.

The karmic force upon him is endless.

Of course.

He is a Golden Immortal, this karmic force alone placed on an ordinary person, would let them struggle in pain for life after life.

But for a Golden Immortal, this hardly counts as a restraint.

Now Taiyin and Taiyang have transformed into Four Symbols.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have perished.

Among those present who could deal with him is only the Ancestral Dragon.

But as long as he desires.

No one can stand in his way.

With his might, he can surely seize a side of Great Thousand Worlds.

Continue to reign as emperor within.

But now Taiyi feels weary.

He gazes at the heavens and earth.

His body ascends into the sky.

Transforming into a round Great Sun.

The Great Sun shines upon the earth.

For a moment, vitality flourishes everywhere.

The scene of Yin thriving and Yang declining is reversed.

The heavens and earth return to Yin Yang balance.

Ancestral Dragon looks somewhat helplessly at the slumbering Qilin Great Saint in the central earth, transformed into the second Great Sun, the Demon Emperor Taiyi.

"You all seem comfortable."

The world is severely shattered.

Taiyin and Taiyang are inherently deeply merged with the world.

Or one might say.

Taiyin and Taiyang are purer forces from the Celestial Venerable than the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

They both are transformations of Ancient Celestial Venerable’s eyes.

Yet unlike the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they are intentionally left by the Ancient Celestial Venerable as a safeguard for the world.

Therefore, the Four Symbols formed by Taiyin and Taiyang are not ordinary entities.

They are more like the world’s way of guarding itself.

But the Origin Qilin, East Emperor Taiyi, at this moment, seal themselves, using their powers to restore the shattered world.

"It’s us who will suffer."

Ancestral Dragon sighs.

Various Origin Great Saints exchange glances.

Together they step into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

Within the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, they open up a space, entrapping that rift.

Washing away the Ancient Celestial Venerable’s aura, preventing Daluo from finding this place.

But the price is the rift that poses a danger to the world.

"Dao Mark? Void Rift? Better call it Apocalypse Rift..."

"Rift expands, ending the world."

Ancestral Dragon last sighs.

All Origin Great Saints step inside.

Only Great Saint Bai Ze remains outside.

He is better at divination, able to help the world avoid external threats.

And to disguise the world, resisting outside enemies.

However, what Great Saint Bai Ze hadn’t anticipated was.

Due to the Witch Demon War, the coordinates of this world had early been marked as a forbidden zone by Celestial Immortals.

No one dares to casually come here.

Not even half of the Great Saints return to the heavens and earth.

Some look at their almost extinct descendants, sigh, and then begin to expand their bloodline again.

Some become disheartened, allowing the few descendants to struggle painfully, while they conceal themselves.

Yet the main theme of the continent remains the same as before.

The law of the jungle, mutual strife, collision between order and chaos.

However, it is far different from the past.

Ancestral Spirit, and the remaining Divinity Transformation Cultivators, look at the Star Sea.

Witnessing this world.

"The world is about to change."

"The second phase of the Divine Kingdom plan begins, reset the Qi Fortune Dynasty."

"Starfire Plan, officially initiated."

"Witch Race has fallen."

"Their power returns to the heavens and earth."

"Their Qi Fortune also returns to the heavens and earth."

"Next, the world recovers, yet there are more regions waiting for the Human Race to conquer."

"Upon the land, the flames of the Human Race burn across the world."

"The cultivation civilization of the Star Sea will become stronger."

"Above the celestial dome."

"The Origin Great Saints conceal themselves, more than half of the Demon Race Great Saints have fallen."

"While my Human Race still has the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, and Shakyamuni joins us."

"The Netherworld is also supported by my Human Race."

"The time, the place, and the people are all here!"

"The coming age will be one of grand competition!"

Ancestral Spirit spreads his arms open.

As if to embrace the entire world.

Behind him, the Divinity Transformation Cultivators are also extremely excited.

The Human Race has endured for ten thousand years, finally awaiting the best opportunity for rise.

Ancestral Spirit’s eyes shine brightly.

He teaches the Array and other knowledge from the Golden Crow Nest to the Cultivation Hundred Arts Association.

This causes a rapid growth in the Hundred Skills of Cultivation.

Taiyi sleeps, Emperor Jun falls, and the Golden Crow Nest instead becomes scattered, with at least a few Golden Crow Great Saints proving this once top race comparable to the Dragon Race.

Meanwhile, Emperor Jun’s remaining plans are completely absorbed by the Human Race.

As time flies by.

Ancestral Spirit watches the increasingly powerful Human Race.

Yet in his heart, there are still thoughts.

"Today’s strength is merely from receiving Emperor Jun’s legacy."

"But the true treasure is Emperor Jun’s River Map and Luo Book."

"I must seek Emperor Fengdu!"

"Seek that slightest possibility!"