The Underworld trembled, and on the dried-up river, fragments of the broken bridge lifted and coalesced.

After a brief moment, an arch bridge appeared over the river.

"Naihe Bridge."

Nuwa read the characters carved on the stone tablet by the bridge.

The Jade Seal in Sun Wukong's hand started to solidify, yet it remained faint and elusive.

Another light flew out from the Six Paths of Reincarnation and headed towards the ruins of the Ghost Gate.

"Let's go."

Sun Wukong said.

He had to rebuild the Underworld; only after its completion would Yama's Seal fully take shape.

The two arrived at the Ghost Gate.

"We don't have any Divine Stones left."

Nuwa said.

"We don't need Divine Stones here."

Sun Wukong replied.

He stretched out his hand, and a light rose from his palm.

The light expanded in the air, turning into a pattern.

It was the Heavenly Dao.

Sun Wukong had left the Phoenix and Heavenly Dao in the Three Realms, but he himself was the Heavenly Dao; he could condense a new Heavenly Dao.

This Heavenly Dao had no burden, pure and crystal clear—Sun Wukong didn't wish to alter it.

Now, all he had to do was use the knowledge of the Heavenly Dao to rebuild the Ghost Gate.

"Rise!"

At his command, the dirt and stones on the ground flew up, gathering in mid-air to form bricks, one by one falling to the ground.

Like putting together a set of blocks, the enormous Ghost Gate swiftly took shape.

Following that, streets, shops, the Palace of Darkness—various buildings sprouted from the ground, and in just one day, a magnificent City was constructed.

Amid a rumble, the final stone fell into place.

Yama's Seal ultimately materialized into a solid form, falling into Sun Wukong's hand.

"It's done."

Sun Wukong said: "Now we can establish the Underworld."

He addressed Nuwa: "The Underworld needs a King Yan to govern, does Her Highness have any recommendations?"

Nuwa frowned slightly, questioning what sort of person was needed.

Sun Wukong replied without hesitation: "The King Yan must be just and loyal, impartial and unbiased, orderly between good and evil... and must also abandon all ties to the mortal world."

"This…"

Nuwa thought for a moment, then with clenched teeth said, "I'll do it, only I am suitable."

"No, you're not."

Another voice rang out.

Nuwa followed the sound, then froze, "Brother…"

In her gaze, Fu Xi approached slowly.

"Brother, how did you retain your spirit and consciousness?"

Nuwa wondered why Fu Xi still retained his divine consciousness in the Underworld.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation did not bind me."

Fu Xi answered.

As the War God, every time he died, he would stay in the Netherworld for some time, protecting the Six Paths of Reincarnation from any accidents.

"If the Heavenly Emperor trusts me."

Fu Xi looked at Sun Wukong: "Why not entrust the Underworld to me?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "To take on the role of ruler of the Underworld, one must be stationed in the Netherworld, never to see daylight again. Can you accept that?"

"I can."

Fu Xi nodded.

He was tired already; without that person, whether he lived or died held no meaning for him.

Sun Wukong felt the agitation of the Jade Seal within him, took a glance around the Underworld, and then turned to leave: "You two discuss further."

He left, leaving the siblings behind.

"Brother, why go to such lengths?"

Nuwa sighed.

"The sins committed must be borne by me."

Fu Xi replied: "I promised her to protect this land and the Six Paths of Reincarnation; I ought to stay here."

He remembered that woman, a hint of pain flashing across his heart.

Then, with an apologetic expression, Fu Xi said to Nuwa: "In the past, I was blind to the truth, I ask for my sister's forgiveness."

"Alright…"

Nuwa nodded: "I forgive you."

At that moment, Sun Wukong arrived at the front of Ghost Gate, where puppet-like souls formed a long queue ahead.

A dark shadow enveloped the team from above, stretching for several kilometers.

"Is it you?"

Sun Wukong looked up at the dark shadow and took out the Jade Seal.

The Yama's Seal emitted a light, shining onto the dark shadow which slowly regained its spirit and intelligence.

It coiled its body and turned around, with its thick front claws treading on the black mist, its powerful and sleek tail sweeping through the sky and stirring up a fierce wind.

That was a Black Dragon.

Its long whiskers fluttered in the wind, and its turbid eyes, upon seeing Sun Wukong, gradually became clear and bright.

Sun Wukong remained silent, but it was as if the Black Dragon understood something and descended to the ground, bowing its proud head before Sun Wukong.

"Little Dragon pays respects to the Heavenly Emperor!"

Sun Wukong smiled faintly: "You're quite clever."

He made up his mind.

A moment later, Sun Wukong returned to Nuwa and Fu Xi's side.

"Have you reached a conclusion?"

He asked.

"Yes,"

Fu Xi nodded and said, "I am willing to assume the role of King Yan and preside over the Underworld."

"Very well."

Sun Wukong nodded, then clapped his hands.

The Black Dragon flew in from afar, circling behind Sun Wukong with its massive body.

"You are not suitable to be King Yan."

Sun Wukong said, "I want it to rule the Underworld."

Upon seeing the Black Dragon and hearing Sun Wukong speak these words, both Fu Xi and Nuwa were astonished.

"It is not suitable."

Fu Xi took a step forward, but before he could act, the Black Dragon roared angrily.

"Fu Xi, do not come near the Heavenly Emperor!"

Sun Wukong smiled and raised his hand, saying, "It's okay, he won't hurt me."

"Yes."

The Black Dragon retracted its angry words but still watched Fu Xi with a vigilant gaze.

Fu Xi could hardly suppress his anger.

"Is it suitable?"

At this moment, Nuwa asked.

"Your Majesty,"

The Black Dragon then transformed back into human form and, with a bow to Nuwa, said, "I am willing to eternally guard the Underworld, to cleanse the sins committed by the Black Dragon clan throughout the cycles of Reincarnation."

Throughout countless cycles of Reincarnation, the Black Dragon clan had committed grievous sins and found it challenging to blend into the human world anymore.

"Yama's Seal has chosen it; it is the best candidate,"

Sun Wukong took out the Jade Seal, which immediately shone brightly, pointing towards the Black Dragon.

The Underworld has its own rules of operation, and the Jade Seal will choose the appropriate King Yan on its own.

Sun Wukong trusted the judgment of the Jade Seal.

"The Black Dragon clan will serve as Netherworld ghost soldiers, commanding the Underworld,"

Sun Wukong said.

The Black Dragon clan was not inherently evil; often, they were compelled by circumstances, and even when they did not wish to do evil, they ultimately could not avoid it.

Generations of their clan had been despised and slaughtered by humans, suffering great harm. The Underworld became a perfect haven for them.

This was a decision that served multiple purposes.

Nuwa looked at the Black Dragon, noting its respectful and sincere expression, and ultimately agreed as well.

Fu Xi's expression darkened.

"He ultimately cannot trust me,"

Fu Xi thought to himself, considering that although the Jade Seal had preferences, the final decision lay with Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's choice not to select him as King Yan was undoubtedly due to a lack of trust.

"So be it..."

Fu Xi thought, finding nothing surprising in this realization.

Thus, there was no point in his staying any longer.

Fu Xi bowed to Sun Wukong and without a word, strode toward the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Where are you going?"

Sun Wukong asked, "Don't you wish to be resurrected?"

Fu Xi was taken aback, turned his head towards him, and said, "Resurrected?"

"Before Reincarnation, you were a War God,"

Sun Wukong replied, "I need you to protect this realm."

Fu Xi looked at Sun Wukong, and after a long while, he gave Sun Wukong a deep bow.

"I shall heed the decree."

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