Witch Clan!
"Roar!"
A roar shatters the Heavenly Vault, blood energy surges to the Nine Heavens as countless mbers of the Witch Clan howl towards the sky. The words of excitent and cheers reverberate through the cosmic universe, with several Ancestor Witches roaring with zeal.
"Houtu, it’s actually Ancestor Witch Houtu, Ancestor Witch Houtu has beco a Saint!"
"No, she should now be called Earth Queen. Who would have thought our Witch Clan would have a Saint? From now on, in the Three Realms, our Witch Clan shall reign supre."
Several Ancestor Witches were ecstatic beyond asure, dancing with uncontrollable emotions, until after several dozen breaths they finally cald down.
"Let’s go, head to the Underworld, to pay respects to our Witch Clan’s Saint." Ancestor Witch Tian Hao laughed heartily as several great Ancestor Witches broke through the void, heading directly to the Underworld.
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At the sa ti, followers of various Daoist traditions, disciples of Saints, and anyone at or above the level of Daluo Golden Immortal, all rushed towards the Underworld, clearly intending to et the seventh Saint of the Heavenly Dao.
For a mont, the Three Realms trembled, and the Underworld beca the center of converging storms, for the ergence of the seventh Saint is a significant event affecting the Three Realms, sothing that cannot be ignored by anyone.
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Underworld!
Houtu sat cross-legged in the Heavenly Vault, her body bathed in rit Golden Light, tendrils of Holy Light encircling her. Her face was kind and serene, making people admire her at a glance, giving a feeling akin to Mother Earth herself, vast and profound.
Beca a Saint!
Houtu had ultimately beco a Saint, she was the seventh Heavenly Determined Saint.
A wisp of Saintly Might overshadowed the Three Realms, a wisp of aura rged into Chaos, her Saint Heart had ford, and from now on, as long as Heaven and Earth persisted, Houtu would not perish.
But at this mont, although Houtu had beco a Saint, she remained seated in the Heavenly Vault without speaking or moving, her body perpetually enveloped by rit Golden Light. Upon close observation, one could see her eyes flickering with confusion and doubt.
"Ah!"
A mournful wail, shocking gods and ghosts alike, for within Houtu’s body there was another person, and this person was Ye Xuan. When Houtu beca a Saint, Ye Xuan had long ago fused into Houtu’s body, bathing together in the rit Golden Light, witnessing the process of Houtu’s sanctification firsthand.
But now, Ye Xuan was experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe, and this catastrophe was Houtu’s rit Golden Light, also known as rit Power.
Logically speaking, rit Golden Light is a great fortune, without any harm to all beings; however, when Ye Xuan bathed in the rit Golden Light, his physical body instantly burned to ashes, leaving only a remnant of his Undying True Spirit within Houtu’s body.
"Ye Xuan, what on earth are you trying to do?"
As Ye Xuan’s body turned to ashes, leaving only a remnant of Undying True Spirit, Houtu asked in shock, not understanding why the rit Golden Light caused such great harm to Ye Xuan.
"Don’t worry about , you just need to cover my aura, absolutely must not let outsiders discover I exist within your body."
Ye Xuan’s body had long turned to ashes, now only his Undying True Spirit remained, while the rit Golden Light seed like a raging fire, continuously scorching his Undying True Spirit, causing Ye Xuan to let out heartrending screams.
Pain, excruciating pain to the extre; Ye Xuan’s consciousness seed extrely blurred as if his own Undying True Spirit was about to be burnt to ashes by the rit Golden Light at any mont.
But at this mont, a wisp of black Holy Power entwined around his Undying True Spirit, a terrifying Power of Destruction faintly blossod on his Undying True Spirit, further alarming Houtu.
"Daoist Ye, I deeply appreciate your help in making a Saint, but my rit Golden Light will take your life. You should quickly leave my body to preserve your life." Houtu spoke anxiously.
Whether Ye Xuan lived or died didn’t matter to Houtu, but she becoming a Saint was thanks to Ye Xuan’s help. She still owed Ye Xuan two favors from sanctification, and if Ye Xuan truly died, it would an the newly ford Saint Heart of Houtu would not be perfect.
The Saint Heart is the most important thing for a Saint.
You see how in ancient tis Nuwa intervened to save two Great Demon Emperors due to the cause of sanctification she owed, illustrating the imnse cause and effect of sanctification favors; only with a perfect Saint Heart can a Saint have a clear mind, otherwise, even a Saint may develop a Heart Demon and face the danger of falling.
"The... the Six Great Saints are about to arrive... absolutely... absolutely cannot let them know of my existence... rember... rember... Ah!"
Ye Xuan trembled and hissed, letting out a heartrending low howl, proving he was enduring an incredibly terrifying calamity.
"Rest assured, Daoist, I understand."
Houtu sighed deeply, she did not know what Ye Xuan was doing, but it was now ti to fulfill the first condition. She could only let Ye Xuan proceed while she had to conceal Ye Xuan’s aura, undetected by others.
"Without breaking, there’s no building; broken, then built; nine turns to undying; the Saint Heart can be ford!"
Ye Xuan’s heart roared frantically as his Undying True Spirit suffered destructive blows from the rit Golden Light. At this mont, he could only endure the scorching of the rit Golden Light passively, for this was indeed his Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation and his process of transformation.
No one knew what Ye Xuan was experiencing, nor why he would share the rit Golden Light with Houtu because it was all part of Ye Xuan’s plan.
In fact, when Ye Xuan learned that Houtu was gathering imnse rit, only short of Hongng Purple Qi to beco a Saint, he finally realized where his Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation laid.
rit Golden Light!
Indeed, it was the rit Golden Light, also referred to as rit Power.
What is rit Power?
Only by performing acts beneficial to the Heavenly Dao and all beings, can one gather rit Power. Houtu opened reincarnation, allowing the souls of all spirits to return, and the rit Power she gathered could be said to be first among the seven Saints.
This rit Power made Houtu a Saint, and Ye Xuan’s Third Tribulation was also this rit Power.
So might ask, since rit Power is an excellent supplent, enough to make Houtu an imdiate Saint, why does it cause such fearso injuries to Ye Xuan?
The reason is simple; Ye Xuan walks the path of Proving Dao with Power, intending to transcend above Heaven and Earth, not constrained by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, ultimately surpassing the Heavenly Dao and becoming a Saint among all beings.
And since rit Power is a product of the Heavenly Dao, it naturally sees Ye Xuan as a formidable enemy. Upon rely touching the rit Golden Light, Ye Xuan’s physical body turned to ashes, and it sought to crush his Undying True Spirit.
Yet all things in the world are mutually reinforcing and counteracting. While rit Power was destroying Ye Xuan, it was also completing him in a different way, which was Ye Xuan’s Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation.
The destruction of the body, the extinction of the True Spirit, this is a life-and-death tribulation, an unimaginably terrifying life-and-death tribulation. Ye Xuan used the rit Power as a tool to temper himself, using it to refine his Undying True Spirit.
Only by refining the Undying True Spirit into a Saint Heart can he pass the Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation and have strength comparable to the seven Saints.
Of course, the Heavenly Dao Nine Tribulations, each tribulation is nine deaths and one life. Ye Xuan’s Undying True Spirit is being refined by rit Power; if he cannot withstand it, he will indeed be reduced to ashes and perish.
Nine transformations of life and death, and the Saint Heart can be ford!
Only by repeatedly refining his Undying True Spirit with rit Power nine tis, achieving perfection, can Ye Xuan establish his Saint Heart and successfully pass the Heavenly Dao Third Tribulation.
However, this process is extrely difficult and perilous, one wrong step could lead to everlasting doom.
At this mont, Ye Xuan was undergoing the baptism of rit Golden Light. His consciousness had blurred, the Undying True Spirit neared the brink of obliteration. If not for his will as strong as a rock, he would have long been extinguished under the rit Golden Light.
"Argh!"
Ye Xuan scread in agony, his Undying True Spirit flickered in and out of existence, but no one could hear his heartrending cries. Just like Ye Xuan himself, every bit of his success appeared glorious, yet no one knew the myriad sufferings he endured behind his resplendent success.
A person’s success is built upon endless tribulations and unimaginable costs, and Ye Xuan was just such a person.
Therefore, Ye Xuan reaching the point he has today relied solely on himself. From a humble youth to his current status, it was through countless tribulations he had reached this stage.
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