Genshin Impact: I, Heavenly Principle, Will Make Teyvat Supreme-Chapter 108: The Reincarnation Passage, Director Hu’s Accidental Entry into the Underworld

Chapter 108: The Reincarnation Passage, Director Hu’s Accidental Entry into the Underworld

The Yomi (Underworld) of the Inuyasha World, as the realm of reincarnation for the deceased, was far smaller than the Mortal Realm. In fact, it wasn't even half the size of the Mortal Realm.

However, in comparison to Teyvat's Void Space, it was significantly larger.

Now, Yomi's land was being dismantled like a puzzle under the supreme power of the System, its countless fragments spatially transferred into the Void Space.

As the fragments of Yomi were gradually embedded into the Void, the Underworld was slowly being reconstructed.

At the same time, Underworld Rules were infused into this forming Underworld, carried along with the arrival of Yomi's fragments.

The Underworld was called the Underworld precisely because it was a realm solely for the deceased. Any living being below the level of an Immortal who entered would inevitably be transformed into a Underworld Entity over time under the influence of its rules.

As the designated realm of reincarnation, all Underworld Entities had a singular duty—to uphold the reincarnation of the deceased.

Any entity that disrupted this order would be cast into the Abyss, doomed to eternal damnation.

For living beings that assisted in maintaining the reincarnation process, the Underworld naturally granted them a passageway between life and death.

Additionally, Sea Abyss and Land Abyss would become special gateways leading into the Underworld.

On the night of the Scarlet Moon's ascent, any souls awaiting reincarnation could briefly reunite with their loved ones at these locations.

Of course, the task of connecting the living with the dead would fall upon those responsible for managing the Underworld's affairs on the surface.

Meanwhile, the elemental beings originally residing in Sea Abyss and Land Abyss would gradually transform under the influence of Underworld Rules into messengers of death, whose sole duty was to devour any soul that attempted to break the rules and return to the world of the living.

...

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The Void Space echoed with the thunderous sounds of the Underworld's construction.

At that moment, Rhinedottir, who was conducting experiments on a floating island, watched in horror as chunks of blackened land appeared out of thin air.

The air surrounding these lands was shrouded in the aura of death.

She could sense it clearly—a suffocating presence of pure death energy.

If these darkened lands expanded any further, she would be consumed by their ever-shifting tides, tumbling over themselves like massive waves as they endlessly reformed.

She didn't even need to think to know—this was the work of the Heavenly Principle.

Moreover, she realized that the entire Void Space had been sealed off.

Even if she wanted to escape right now, she couldn't.

Panic surged through Rhinedottir's heart, and she let out a frantic cry:

"Lord Heavenly Principle!"

Just as she feared—had the Heavenly Principle changed his mind?

Or... did he intend to kill her?

At that moment, her vision blurred, and in the next instant—

Her surroundings completely changed.

...

The first thing that entered her vision was a majestic throne, upon which sat a man resting his face against one hand.

Behind him, two halos radiated incomparable divinity.

His golden eyes gazed down at her, as she sat frozen on the floor, her face pale with terror, sweat streaming down her forehead.

With a slight movement, he lifted her chin with the tip of his shoe, clicking his tongue in mock amusement.

"Did you really think I was going to kill you?"

His tone was playful, yet laced with undeniable authority.

"Tch! You actually doubted my word? If I weren't so busy right now, I'd have given you a few good slaps."

"And another thing—stop calling me Lord Heavenly Principle. Call me Master."

Rhinedottir's panic momentarily faded, replaced by a wave of relief.

So he wasn't going to kill her...

However—

Hearing his words about slapping her sent a chill down her spine.

The slaps of the Heavenly Principle were no ordinary slaps.

Even if he only used the lightest touch, the pain would last for days.

And the worst part?

Blocking off her pain receptors wouldn't even help.

Rhinedottir lifted her head, staring into his golden eyes, instinctively switching to flattery:

"Master... Can I... at least get away with just one slap?"

Even though she had long accepted that she was now his possession, she still wanted to reduce her suffering as much as possible.

If she couldn't avoid it, then at least...

Let her suffer less.

But even if she failed to negotiate, she wouldn't feel disappointed.

As long as she was allowed to continue her alchemy research, she didn't mind enduring pain.

And if she could conduct her alchemy experiments without pain?

That would be even better.

Noah looked at the trembling Rhinedottir, nodding slightly. It seemed the previous "training" had shown some results. However, he still kept a stern expression.

"You're trying to bargain with me? Thirty slaps, not one less. If you dare to call me anything but 'Master' from the bottom of your heart next time, I'll give you a thousand slaps every day."

Rhinedottir was so terrified that she nodded like a pecking chick.

"Yes, yes, Master..."

A thousand slaps a day... How painful would that be?

How was she supposed to conduct experiments under such conditions?

Her mind repeatedly echoed with the words "Master, Master..."

...

The Void Space originally served as the barrier between Teyvat's mainland and Abyss Moon Sky.

Now, as the gradually forming Underworld took shape, it had become a fully developed realm of the dead, spanning an area equivalent to four nations of the mainland.

With this, Teyvat's mainland and Abyss Moon Sky were now completely isolated.

Any Abyssal entity that wished to enter Teyvat must pass through the Underworld first.

If they tried to force their way through, the Underworld's rules would teach them a lesson—whether they were "man or monster".

In Noah's grand plan, the Abyss Moon Sky would not only be the Abyss but would also double as a prison for criminals who disrupted order—a true hell.

At the very moment when the last fragment fused into place, a massive vortex, spanning several kilometers, rose from the center of the Underworld.

This was the exclusive Reincarnation Passage of Teyvat's world.

It was the sum of all reincarnation rules from four different worlds, governing souls, rebirth, and the cycle of life and death.

Regardless of a world's size, every world naturally possessed some form of reincarnation rule—a process the world carried out unconsciously.

For example, in Demon Slayer's world, there existed a rudimentary reincarnation system, but it was incomplete and not systematic—reincarnation there was purely left to chance.

The moment the Reincarnation Passage took shape, its rules spread across the entire Teyvat Universe, summoning the souls of the dead.

Newly deceased, along with long-dead souls unable to reincarnate, were all drawn into the Underworld.

However, not all spirits were taken in—those with strong attachments were filtered out by the Reincarnation Law.

Since such souls resisted reincarnation, they placed a burden on the Reincarnation Passage.

A small number of such souls posed no issue, but if their numbers grew too large, they would disrupt the normal cycle of reincarnation.

Thus, ordinary souls were prioritized for reincarnation.

To maintain order, a divine being would need to be assigned to oversee the Underworld.

Meanwhile, at Wuwang Hill.

"Big Hilichurl is sick, Second Hilichurl checks."

"Third Hilichurl gathers herbs, Fourth Hilichurl brews."

"Fifth Hilichurl dies, Sixth Hilichurl carries."

"Seventh Hilichurl digs a pit, Eighth Hilichurl buries..."

Hu Tao twirled her Staff of Homa, her voice lightheartedly singing the folk rhyme as she chased after a few restless wandering souls lingering on the border between life and death.

However, her lively steps suddenly paused, a puzzled look crossing her face.

"Huh? Strange, strange... This place is the border between life and death, but it's still just a region where ley line disorder is concentrated."

She continued walking along a familiar path, her expression growing more bewildered.

"Weird, weird... I've been here so many times, but this is the first time the place feels so unfamiliar."

Hu Tao knew very well that the border of life and death she visited was not the legendary Hell or Underworld, but merely a place similar to an Adepti domain, caused by ley line disorder.

In the Liyue region, spirits who still held attachments to the living would unconsciously be drawn here, lingering in this place.

Each time she came, the spirits would change slightly—some new, some gone.

She never knew where those spirits went.

She still remembered her first visit here—it was after her grandfather's passing, when she had suffered a great emotional blow.

Though terrified of ghosts, she gathered her courage, forcing herself to march forward to the very edge of the border of life and death—to the Land of Rest.

It was then that she realized ghosts weren't scary—they were merely poor souls with unfulfilled regrets.

But she never found her grandfather—which meant that he had no lingering attachments and had happily moved on from the mortal world.

She found peace in this understanding.

Whether living or dead, she had come to accept both.

After she returned from the border of life and death, her Vision appeared before her.

Hu Tao carefully guided a few shivering, frightened souls forward, her peach-blossom eyes filled with both nervousness and confusion.

"This place was always eerie, but today it's way too eerie! Don't tell me some ridiculously powerful ghost has arrived here—so strong even I'd have to tuck my tail and run?"

She patted her chest, mustering her courage, and pressed onward toward the farthest depths.

"Hiss..."

The Land of Rest, which once resembled an Adepti domain, had now transformed completely—becoming a place overflowing with ominous energy.

Even the natural sunlight filtering through had turned into a lifeless, pale gray light.

The wandering souls that normally gathered here were now completely gone.

At the far end, where ancient ruins and floating islands once stood, there was now a vast, blackened plaza.

At the very center stood a towering white iron gate, a hundred meters tall.

Intricate carvings of souls being drawn into a vortex of reincarnation were etched across its surface.

Within the ominous atmosphere, a strange sacred aura lingered.

On either side of the iron gate, two colossal statues, each thirty meters tall, stood with stern expressions.

Both statues wore fierce Yaksha masks and held gigantic black halberds in their hands.

As someone who dealt with life and death daily, Hu Tao wasn't afraid—instead, her curiosity grew.

She stepped onto the plaza, the tiny ghostly souls behind her trembling as they followed closely.

"Whoa! When did they build this? How come I didn't know about it? Did the gods create this? Makes sense! Only gods could make something like this!"

Hu Tao approached the massive iron gate, gazing up in awe.

Her peach-blossom eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Whoa~ Such a huge gate! And the carvings match Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's theme perfectly! If we had a door like this, customers would definitely want to order extra funeral services~!"

At that moment, the two massive statues slowly opened their eyes, their gaze shifting downward.

Crack! Crack!

Hu Tao jumped in surprise.

"Whoa! They moved! Did I trigger a mechanism?"

She quickly raised her Staff of Homa, bracing herself.

Then, the statues spoke in deep, resonant voices—one after the other.

[Beyond this gate lies the world of the departed.]

[Do you wish to proceed?]

Hu Tao, expecting an attack, found herself blinking in curiosity instead.

"Were you guys built by the gods?"

The statues responded mechanically.

[We are the guardians of the Underworld's gate.]

[Beyond this gate lies the world of the departed.]

[Do you wish to proceed?]

Hu Tao's eyes widened in shock.

"The Underworld? You mean the legendary Underworld?"

Throughout history, people had imagined a realm where the dead continued to exist—a place where they could still live freely after death.

Hu Tao herself had never been sure if it truly existed—after all, she had never seen it.

But now...

[Yes.]

[Do you wish to proceed?]

The two statues repeated their question once more.

Hu Tao pointed at herself, eyes wide open.

"I can enter the Underworld?"

[Verifying identity]

[Verification complete]

[Main World: Liyue, Vision Holder: Hu Tao, Ferryman]

[Access granted]

As soon as the statues finished speaking, a deep creaking sound echoed as the hundred-meter-tall white iron gate slowly began to open.

When the gap was just wide enough for a person to pass through, it stopped.

Buzz...

Before Hu Tao could react, the Vision at her waist began to glow, and a flood of information surged into her mind.

Underworld Ferryman, Underworld Rules, Reincarnation Laws for the living...

Hu Tao snapped out of her initial shock.

"So the Underworld really exists! A Ferryman maintaining the boundary between life and death can follow the Underworld's rules to guide lingering souls into the afterlife!"

She lowered her gaze to the Vision at her waist.

"Is this Grandpa approving of me, believing I can bear such a heavy responsibility, so he allowed me to come here?"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"The Underworld! The real Underworld!"

She chattered to herself, getting increasingly thrilled.

Then, carefully, she led the trembling spirits through the Underworld's Gate.

Hu Tao wasn't afraid.

Her Vision was a gift from the gods—and if the gods said it was safe, then it must be safe.

...

The first thing that met her eyes was a sky shrouded in black mist.

Above, endless streams of spirits floated in long, winding processions, all heading in the same direction, stretching into the unknown distance.

Aside from the ghostly river of souls, the land was a barren wasteland—not a single plant in sight.

From the sky, gray snowflakes drifted gently downward.

It was exactly like the Underworld of myth and legend.

Hu Tao stood dumbfounded.

"A river of endless souls drifting through the sky! Do this many people die every single day?!"

Before she could even process it, the spirits she had brought along suddenly lost their consciousness, and drifted upward toward the sky's river of souls.

Buzz—buzz—

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Her Vision at her waist flickered rhythmically, urging her to leave immediately.

Hu Tao had no intention of exploring the Underworld further.

This was a place where the dead were reborn—everyone would come here eventually.

She had no reason to pry.

"Goodbye. May your next lives be peaceful and free of worries."

Hu Tao waved to the departing spirits, then excitedly patted her chest, spun around, and walked back out through the Underworld's Gate.

"Hehe~ What an incredible adventure! If I write a booklet about my experience and hand it out to passersby, a legendary tale like this is bound to boost business for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor!"

"I'll have Consultant Zhongli help polish the story a bit. It'll definitely become a best-seller!"

...

At the same time that the Underworld was fully formed and operating, the land of Netherworld, which had been separated from it, descended toward the Abyss Moon Sky.

The Underworld (Yomi) and the Netherworld had originally been one entity—combined, their landmass equaled two-thirds of the mortal realm.

Even after the separation, the remaining Netherworld were still as large as an entire nation.

The Abyss Sky was mostly empty, apart from a solitary crimson moon, so rather than breaking up the land, the entire Netherworld was simply dropped straight into the Abyss.

At the same time, the rules of Netherworld poured into the Abyss, merging with its power.

At that moment, in the depths of the Abyss, the Abyss Overlord, Aether, was in the middle of training the Abyssal gods and god candidates.

Suddenly, darkness fell over the entire sky, blocking out the crimson moon's light.

Aether looked up in confusion—and then his eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

The three Abyssal gods beside him were so terrified that their bodies twisted into bizarre, monstrous shapes.

Because—

A colossal landmass was plummeting toward them from above.

Aether snapped back to his senses and shouted in shock—

"what the hell?! a whole damn continent?!"

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