103: Chapter 103 The Great Dao Opens Its Eyes - Merit Descends to Earth

People often say that the longer one lives, the more they fear death. How could those mighty figures of the Great Wilderness, who have survived for endless eons, not be afraid? To protect themselves, the Zenith Heavens of every race reached a silent consensus—never lightly involve themselves in killing tribulations, and instead enter secluded cultivation to strike for the supreme Saint Fruit Position.

In the current Great Wilderness, proving one's path and becoming a Saint has become a craze, for only by becoming a Saint can one transcend the Six Paths of Reincarnation and avoid falling into the torrent of life and death!

Not only the mighty figures, but even ordinary races no longer dare to fight to the death during battles, fearing that a single slip-up would end their lives. Their souls would immediately be seized by the light of reincarnation and fall into the Netherworld, losing their future forever.

It could be said that the living beings of the Great Wilderness are now filled with fear toward the Netherworld; even Zenith Heaven experts harbor apprehension when facing reincarnation.

Despite everyone being on guard and acting with caution, countless beings still die every day, their souls being guided one after another into the Netherworld.

Because of this, the Netherworld has been operating at full capacity throughout these two kalpas, never stopping for a moment.

Once a soul steps into the Netherworld, it turns into a ghost. On the Yellow Spring Road, ghostly shadows are heavy and densely packed, stretching as far as the eye can see in a spectacle that is both magnificent and eerie.

Most of these ghosts retain their cultivation from when they were alive, and those unwilling to undergo reincarnation are a common sight. Some attempt to use their magic power to blast the Yellow Spring Road, hoping to break out. But the moment they make a move, they are pounced upon and devoured by the Lycoris Radiata blooming on both sides of the road.

A ghost at the Great Primordial Golden Immortal realm was gnawed to nothing by the Lycoris Radiata in just three breaths. This scene filled the ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road with extreme terror—who would have thought those gorgeous, eye-catching red flowers were actually fierce creatures that devoured souls!

After several such incidents, the ghosts finally settled down, fearing that they would become food for the Lycoris Radiata in the next instant.

At the end of the Yellow Spring Road lies the Naihe Bridge, with the Wangchuan River flowing beneath it.

At this moment, wails echoed across the Wangchuan River, a continuous stream of mournful cries that made one's heart tremble upon hearing them.

The waters of the Wangchuan originate from the Sea of Blood, diverted from its source, and possess extremely powerful corrosive properties. If the soul of an ordinary Great Primordial Golden Immortal were to fall into it, it would completely disintegrate within moments, eventually being assimilated as part of the Sea of Blood's will.

All those who fall into the Wangchuan River are forbidden from reincarnation: either because of the monstrous killing karma from their previous life, or because of a deep obsession that makes them unwilling to be reborn.

By the river stands a stone called the three-life stone, which connects to the source of reincarnation and allows one to view the karma of their past, present, and future lives.

Above the Wangchuan River is the Naihe Bridge. Meng Po stands quietly on a wooden platform in the center of the bridge, with a giant cauldron beside her filled with a deep purple liquid—the Meng Po Soup. Drinking this soup erases the memories of one's past life and cleanses the soul, allowing one to step onto the path of reincarnation.

If anyone dares to cause trouble, they are immediately seized by the Underworld Messengers and pushed into the Wangchuan River to suffer eternal damnation until their soul is scattered.

This is the process every ghost must undergo after entering the Netherworld. Additionally, there are the Halls of the Ten Yama Kings and the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

The Ten Yama Kings specialize in judging the deceased souls, while the Eighteen Levels of Hell are used to punish ghosts with heavy sins, using harsh torture to wash away their obsessions. Only when their obsessions are completely removed are they permitted to reincarnate.

Over these two kalpas, the Netherworld has operated in an orderly fashion without any major incidents. Occasionally, powerful ghosts would cause trouble, but they would be suppressed by the Underworld Messengers; if the messengers were outmatched, high-ranking officials would step in; and if they still couldn't be subdued, the Lord of the Eighteen Levels of Hell and the Ten Yama Kings would descend in person.

Therefore, even if there were rebels, most were wiped out in a short time. Over time, no one dared to act recklessly anymore.

However, today, the Netherworld suddenly shook violently as a terrifyingly powerful pressure surged out from the 'Samsara Realm' at the deepest part of the Samsara World.

In an instant, billions of ghosts wailed in unison, huddling and trembling as if the apocalypse had arrived.

It wasn't just the Samsara World; the entire Great Wilderness was shaking. The violent fluctuations caused the hearts and minds of billions of creatures to shatter in extreme terror.

Outside the chaos, the void cracked open, and a giant purple eye quietly emerged.

That was the manifestation of the supreme Great Dao—the 'eye of the great dao'!

Boom—!

The Outer Chaos surged like a raging sea, and endless chaotic air currents collided violently in the void, manifesting various terrifying visions in a spectacle so grand it was suffocating.

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly snapped his eyes open. His gaze was like lightning, his expression changed drastically, and he growled in shock, "The Great Dao has manifested!"

The living beings of the Great Wilderness looked up at the sky. Seeing that giant purple eye suspended above the nine heavens, every single one of them trembled, their hearts stopped, and even their breathing almost solidified.

Indeed, this purple pupil was the incarnation of the Great Dao's source—the 'eye of the great dao'!

Samsara World.

In the small chaos space deep within the chaos corpse pill, Jiang Chen stood within a vast universe. Before him, a galaxy surged, star fields were infinite, and star systems were scattered like sand across the reaches.

His black hair flew wildly, and his imperial robes fluttered.

On his cold and peerless face, a rare, bright smile appeared.

After the tempering of two great kalpas, the Great Universe was finally complete!

Perhaps because this was the first time a complete universe had been opened, Jiang Chen gained immense enlightenment. His cultivation skyrocketed, breaking through the limits of the Heavenly Venerate realm in one fell swoop and stepping into the 'Sovereign' realm!

"Is this... Sovereign power?" He felt the powerful force surging endlessly within him and realized in his heart: when one proves their path as a Sovereign, the rules within their body also sublimate, transforming into true 'Sovereign Power'!

He was even certain that with just one punch, he could completely shatter a Heavenly Venerate-level world!

This was not a delusion, but a tangible reality!

At that moment, Jiang Chen's heart stirred. His gaze pierced through layers of time and space, as if looking directly into the reality beyond the infinite.

Above the firmament, the eye of the great dao descended upon the Great Wilderness, showering down 'great dao merit' like golden light across the sky. Under the shocked gaze of all Great Wilderness beings, this radiance slowly sank into the depths of the Great Wilderness.

The Netherworld instantly fell into chaos, with wails everywhere. Countless ghosts shrieked piercingly and fell to the ground trembling as the entire Underworld shook violently, as if the end of the world had come.

The Ten Yama Kings and the Lord of the Eighteen Levels of Hell appeared in the void together, their gazes following the vast light of merit that spanned across the Samsara World, pointing directly toward the location of the Samsara Realm.

"Such a boundless amount of great dao merit...!"

"Could it be... the Emperor has made another big move?"

*Hiss—* As expected of the Emperor! He remains still until he acts, and once he does, he triggers the Great Dao itself to bestow merit!"

King Qin Guang and the others were all dumbstruck. The abundance of this merit was such that even what was obtained during the 'Birth of the Human Race' back then was barely a tenth of what was here now!

Great Yin Realm, Nine Nether Continent, Fengdu City.

Emperor Fengdu, dressed in pitch-black imperial robes, stood in the air. Looking at the river of merit flowing from the sky, his voice actually trembled slightly:

"*Hiss*... merit on such a scale...!" He looked toward the Samsara Realm with a face full of awe and muttered:

"The Emperor... is becoming more and more unfathomable!"

Within the Samsara Realm, hundreds of billions of the Undead Race were all jolted awake. Giant beasts took to the sky, black dragons roared, and the world changed color.

When the Heavenly Dragon saw that light of merit vanish into the Pangu Hall above the Yellow Spring, his expression was incredibly shocked.

"I thought that after I proved my path to the Primordial Chaos, I would be able to slightly catch up to the Ancestor's footsteps. Now it seems I was too naive... Just what kind of existence is the Ancestor? I'm afraid that even if I spend my entire life, I won't be able to catch a glimpse of his back."