Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 118 The Lord of the Outer Domains, the Decaying Darkness
“Brother, there’s no need for such formalities between us,” Nuwa said slowly.

“No, from now on there will only be Fuxi of the human race, Fuxi of the demon race is dead…” Fuxi said slowly.

Nuwa stopped arguing with Fuxi.

As long as Fuxi returns, that's all that matters.

The two talked about many things, but in the end, it was Fuxi who left the ancestral temple for the sake of the human race. Now, Fuxi has just become the Human Emperor.

There is still a long way to go. Fuxi can only abdicate when the next human emperor is born. Before that, Fuxi will have to manage the affairs between the various human tribes.

Nuwa has also left the human race and has just returned to Chaos Island.

Then they saw Zhen Yuanzi appear on Chaos Island.

"Zhen Yuanzi greets the Sage Nuwa," Zhen Yuanzi said to Nuwa.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, there's no need for you to be so polite," Nuwa said, glancing at the Emperor.

Yuan Meng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi has come this time to ask for a position for Hong Yun."

Nuwa understood immediately upon hearing Dao Yuanmeng's words.

It turns out that Zhen Yuanzi wanted Hongyun to be reincarnated as a human and become one of the three emperors of the human race.

If it comes to the wheel of fortune, Hongyun is also a good candidate, and he is quite fortunate. Becoming one of the three emperors of the human race, the Earth Emperor, would not be a problem.

Zhen Yuanzi came here, of course, to ask for Nuwa's opinion, since Nuwa was the Holy Mother of the human race.

Nuwa had absolute authority over the words of the Three Sovereigns of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

“If it’s Hongyun, it wouldn’t be bad either,” Nuwa said.

"Zhen Yuanzi thanks the Sage Nuwa on behalf of Hongyun," Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

Nuwa nodded.

Zhen Yuanzi was relieved and brought Hongyun's remnant soul to the underworld, where he also greeted Pingxin.

"Will Hongyun become the Earthly Sovereign of the human race?" Nuwa couldn't help but wonder.

“With that kind-hearted nature of Honghuang, becoming the Earth Emperor of the Human Race wouldn’t be bad, and that guy is quite fortunate,” Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Nuwa nodded upon hearing Dao Yuanmeng's words.

To reiterate, it doesn't matter who the Three Sovereigns of the human race are; what matters is their birth. This is what the Heavenly Dao desires, and it doesn't care who the Three Sovereigns are.

What matters is the birth of the Three Sovereigns; as for who they are?
With so many living beings in the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao has no time to manage these things.

As long as the overall trend remains unchanged, then everything is negotiable.

As for who becomes the Human Emperor, it's all insignificant. Otherwise, why do you think those sages could use the primordial world as a chessboard?

Simply put, as long as the overall trend remains unchanged, everything will be fine.

Just like in the later Journey to the West, were the four people who went on the pilgrimage truly limited to these four?
Of course not. Just like the story of the real and fake Monkey Kings, was that Sun Wukong the real one or the fake one?
Who knows about these things?
Even if we knew, what could we do?
The will of Heaven remains unchanged, so you can do whatever you want, provided you have sufficient strength.

Otherwise, that would be wishful thinking.

The birth of the Three Sovereigns is the inevitable trend of Heaven. As for who the Three Sovereigns were, that is not important.

Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng looked at the ginseng fruit, an innate spiritual root that had appeared in his medicinal field.

“Take good care of her,” Yuan Meng said calmly to Demeter.

"Yes."

Demeter nodded, looking curiously at the newly planted spiritual root ginseng fruit. She could clearly feel that only the most miraculous plants in the medicinal field could compare to this ginseng fruit.

Time passes slowly.

Yuan Meng looked towards the chaos beyond the heavens.

It then disappeared into Chaos Island.

"Tsk tsk, there really are some reckless fools who dare to appear in the prehistoric world."

Yuan Meng looked at the endless void with a slight smile on his lips.

The other sages in the primordial world also opened their eyes, and then closed them again as if nothing had happened.

In the endless void.

In an unknown world, an ancient being of untraceable origin has awakened from its deathly silence.

The road roared, vibrating incessantly like chains.

A withered old man emerged from within, his withered form exuding an aura of decay and decay, his eyes gazing in the direction of the primordial world with an endless interplay of laws.

"The smell of strong medicine."

The dry, metallic sound, like two pieces of sheet metal colliding, came from the old man's mouth. His voice was extremely unpleasant, as if he hadn't spoken for so long.

The initial darkness emerged from the old man, intertwined with endless black light, and revived from nothingness.

A sense of decay and corruption permeates the air—the very scent of the fallen.

An existence that cannot be tolerated by the Great Dao.

It was also a curse from the Great Dao that he received because he destroyed the world and devoured countless living beings.

Even saints cannot break the Great Dao curse, which will continuously erode the physical body, primordial spirit, and Dao principles of the fallen, in an attempt to maintain their immortality.

These fallen beings will then rise from the dead and constantly invade other worlds, using all the heavens and myriad realms as a great medicine for humanity, so that they can continue to exist.

In the wilderness.

The Six Saints, Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, First Qilin, and Pingxin all looked towards the heavens, their faces showing a hint of regret.

What's there to regret? Of course, it's the fallen one.

A fallen being who has reached the Saint realm is a rare existence even in the vast void of all realms.

These things generally don't appear in the world easily; they are all sealed in some small world in the void, and it's not easy to find them.

Moreover, the very essence of a saint is a rare and precious thing even for a saint.

However, now that Yuan Meng has made a move, it's no longer appropriate for them to interfere.

What they regretted was why they weren't the first to discover this fallen being.

In the ancient, dark void.

Black chains, shimmering with endless black light, seemed to tell the story of the primordial darkness, intertwined with endless Dao and Law.

Every step taken by this fallen being shook the heavens and the myriad realms.

The Great Road revived and blossomed beneath its feet, weaving together magnificent dark flowers.

Throughout the entire extraterrestrial battlefield, all living beings stared in horror at the endless void.

They sensed the terrifying creature staring at them, and they were like lambs to the slaughter.

Within the colossal city of ferocious beasts.

An ancient quasi-saint, exuding an aura of chaos, emerged from the city of ferocious beasts.

The other quasi-saints who were stationed in the giant city came out one after another, looking at the endless void.

An old man stepped out of the endless void, his feet resting on the Great Dao. Countless flowers of the Great Dao bloomed beneath his feet, yet his body carried an aura of decay and decay.

Despite possessing the realm of a saint, immortal and indestructible, he could not conceal the endless decay and decay emanating from his body.

"Saint!!!" The ferocious beast quasi-saint, whose entire body was filled with chaotic aura, slowly uttered two words.

The quasi-saints from other races all wore solemn expressions.

A quasi-saint who came from the darkness, and it seems that he regards them as the great medicine of the human world.

A figure emerged from the chaos.

His entire body was enveloped in divine light.

The old man looked at the creatures shrouded in divine light with cloudy eyes.

next moment.

The beings shrouded in divine light appeared before him.

"A battle of nothingness." Yuan Meng's voice echoed and radiated beyond the realm, like the words of the Great Dao, resonating with all paths.

"A newly born Dao Lord?" The old man looked at Yuan Meng with a smile.

He had slaughtered Dao Lords and quelled endless darkness, yet he still ended up like this.

(End of this chapter)