Chapter 157: Slaughter Heaven, Slaughter Earth, Slaughter All Beings
Within the mystical realm of Xuan Ming, the task was to reconstruct Reincarnation in response to the great calamity; otherwise, all efforts might end up fruitless like drawing cakes on paper. Saints, with their uncanny ability to sense events before they arise, naturally managed everything meticulously to confidently face and overcome this predicament.
Di Jiang, holding the Reincarnation Brush, started to depict Reincarnation by the edge of the Reincarnation Pool.
With a flick of his finger, Xuan Ming instantly summoned a six-colored great disk, which was the nascent form of the Reincarnation Disk.
Di Jiang, using the Reincarnation Brush, began to carve meticulously, stroke by stroke, creating spectacularly as each motion brought forth the miraculous sight of otherworldly blossoms blooming in the void—the six-colored disk becoming increasingly distinct.
Xuan Ming, standing aside, assisted with his spells, continuously casting them into this six-colored Reincarnation Disk, while Di Jiang kept drawing with the Reincarnation Brush, lightning stirring in the void and myriad golden lights radiating outward, drawing wandering souls and stray ghosts into the disk, then into the cycle of reincarnation itself.
"Suppress!" Xuan Ming commanded softly, his voice booming like thunder.
Thumbing his fingertip against his index, and pressing downwards, the six-colored disk immediately began spinning rapidly, Di Jiang’s movements also becoming swifter, continuously sketching mysterious symbols that fell into the disk. In a moment, large characters appeared on the six-colored disk, marking the Animal Path, Human Path, Heavenly Path...
Dividing Reincarnation into six paths, Xuan Ming pinched a spell with his left hand, raised it towards the sky and cast it into the six-colored disk, and then Di Jiang also tossed the Reincarnation Brush up to stabilize it above.
"Hum! Boom!"
With a series of loud rumbles, the area within thousands of miles trembled intensely, the beasts of the field outright perishing from fright, their souls whisked into this cycle of Reincarnation.
Xuan Ming pointed to the Reincarnation Pool, and the Reincarnation Disk slowly descended, spinning faster and faster, until eventually, the six colors fused into one indistinguishable hue.