The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 152 The Taiyin Incident
Taiyin Star is a massive planet covered in ice, permeated with a chilling aura.

However, the Moon Star is now a ruin, with huge ravines and cracks covering the icy ground.

On the laurel tree, which glowed with an icy, jade-like luminescence, a series of exquisitely beautiful figures stood scattered about, all anxiously gazing into the distance.

Beneath the laurel tree stood a human man dressed in animal skins, with long arms and a narrow waist, blankly wielding a giant black axe, chopping at the trunk of the laurel tree.

However, the laurel tree is, after all, an innate spiritual root, and is connected to the origin of the entire Taiyin Star, so how could it be so easy to cut it down?

Each time the human man chopped, he could only leave small cracks on the tree trunk, which would then quickly heal.

In the distant void above the Taiyin Star, Changxi Fairy, dressed in snow-white robes, hovered beside a moon-shaped innate spiritual treasure, her pretty face cold and her beautiful eyes sharp as she stared ahead.

Not far in front of her stood a headless, burly figure, wielding a divine axe. The surging, terrifying aura caused ripples to spread through the surrounding space. It was none other than Xing Tian.

However, Xing Tian is now completely transformed, and his aura has surpassed the level of a Great Witch.

"I didn't expect you to still be alive!" Fairy Changxi said coldly.

"Thanks to your nephew Lu Ya's help, I was able to break through the shackles," Xing Tian, ​​whose mouth was made of his navel, said in a low voice.
"I never expected that you harbored such deep hatred for my Wu clan that you would scheme against Hou Yi's reincarnation, Da Yi."

"He is the leader of the Eastern Barbarians, a universally acknowledged hero of the human race. Even if there is only the slightest possibility, I will not allow him to become the future Human Emperor," Fairy Changxi said with a cold smile.
"It seems I've touched a nerve with your witch clan, that's why you're willing to expose your strength. However, if you want to save him, you'll probably have to kill me first. Otherwise, let him stay here and chop down trees forever!"

“Since you insist on seeking death, then I will grant your wish,” Xing Tian said without uttering any more words, raising his axe and shield as soon as he finished speaking.

With a whoosh, the space itself twisted and tore as Xing Tian cleaved down with his axe. Xing Tian and his weapon vanished instantly, reappearing above Fairy Chang Xi's head.
With a clang, the moon-shaped innate spiritual treasure shone brightly as it met Gan Qi, but was immediately struck by Gan Qi, causing its light to dim and it to fly away.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Tian, ​​with his swift and decisive actions, quickly forced Fairy Chang Xi to retreat in a somewhat disheveled state.
"Stop! Or we'll kill him!" A sharp shout suddenly rang out. It was Chang Xi and Di Jun's twelve daughters preparing to attack Hou Yi, who was chopping down the tree with a blank expression.

"You're courting death!" Xing Tian roared and swung his axe. The sharp arc of the axe blade, visible to the naked eye, swept through the air and directly passed over Chang Xi's daughters on the laurel tree.
Ah! Amidst the shrill screams and cries, one after another, the exquisitely beautiful figures transformed into puffs of blood mist and dissipated. The blood splattered onto Da Yi, who was chopping down the tree below, causing him to pause in his movements. A look of confusion and struggle flashed in his blank eyes.
"No! Xing Tian!" Chang Xi roared in grief and indignation, and pounced on Xing Tian.

Turning to face the frenzied, violently aura-filled Fairy Changxi, Xing Tian remained calm and indifferent, raising his divine axe, Gan Qi, once more.
With a low shout, Xing Tian's blood and murderous aura surged, and the divine axe in his hand instantly turned red. The dazzling blood-red blade sliced ​​through the energy sphere formed by Chang Xi Fairy's self-destruction, tearing abyss-like rifts in the void, and then, like a celestial blade, it slashed fiercely down towards the ground of Taiyin Star.
With a deafening roar like thunder, a terrifying energy storm swept out, tearing open a deep, seemingly endless abyss-like fissure in the icy ground of Taiyin Star.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Taiyin Star trembled violently and shattered as if by a thunderous roar, with huge fragments of varying sizes detaching from the Taiyin Star.
"Chang'e." A pained and complicated voice faintly came. Xing Tian turned around abruptly and saw that under the laurel tree in the distance, Da Yi, who had regained consciousness, had been pierced in the heart by the moon-shaped spiritual treasure.

Before him stood a stunningly beautiful figure, also dressed in white and resembling Chang Xi, but with a much weaker aura, looking at Da Yi with tears streaming down her face, shaking her head in anguish: "No! Yi!"

"Damn it!" Xing Tian was furious and was about to kill Chang'e when Da Yi pulled Chang'e behind him:

"Brother Xingtian, Chang'e was merely used by Changxi. This is Changxi's revenge against me and the Witch Clan, and also the karma I incurred with the Demon Clan. Please, no... don't kill her!"

Seeing Da Yi, who had just finished speaking and whose body was covered in frost, then turned into ice shards and disappeared, Xing Tian couldn't help but let out a low roar of anger. He once again swung his divine axe, Gan Qi, and fiercely slashed at the Taiyin Star, which he had already destroyed a third of.
"Enough!" With a low shout, Xingyun Daoist, who had suddenly appeared in the void, looked at Xing Tian with a sharp, lightning-like gaze:
"Xingtian, do you want to destroy the Taiyin Star? Or do you think your Wu Clan has too much remaining fortune that you can squander at will!"

"Emperor Xingyun?" Facing Daoist Xingyun, Xingtian, who had calmed down slightly, remained silent for a moment before bowing to Daoist Xingyun and turning to leave Taiyin Star.

After Xing Tian left, he glanced at the heartbroken Chang'e, then looked at Xingyun Daoren under the laurel tree, where twelve clusters of spiritual light seemed to be gathering.

"The Twelve Moon Gods are indeed divine beings, difficult to kill." Looking at those spiritual lights, Xingyun Daoist couldn't help but think of the Xi and He tribes among the human race who worshipped the Moon God. Clearly, Fairy Changxi had also put a lot of thought into her daughters and had already made some arrangements.

Suddenly, the space in the distance distorted and fluctuated, and Huanglong, Yaochi Wangmu, and Jiuku Tianzun arrived.

"Is it Xing Tian? He's not dead yet? Senior Brother Xing Yun, how could you let him leave?" Yao Chi couldn't help but ask, sensing the familiar aura left by Xing Tian.

"What can I do if I don't let him leave? Do you want me to kill him?" Xingyun Daoist frowned and looked at Yaochi Queen Mother: "Although Xingtian killed Haotian once, he was also killed once. Their karma has been settled. Do you still want to deal with Xingtian? Do you want to create another major karmic conflict with Houtu Niangniang?"

The Queen Mother of the West paused upon hearing this, while the Yellow Dragon beside her looked at Chang'e and asked, "Who is she?"

"She is also a pitiful person, merely a tool used by Chang Xi to lure Da Yi to Taiyin Star," said Xingyun Daoren.

"From now on, let her cultivate here! As for Chang Xi and Di Jun's twelve daughters, after this calamity, they shall become the Flower Goddesses of the twelve months, in charge of the flourishing and withering of flowers and trees in the three realms of the primordial world."

Meanwhile, in the Blood Sea of ​​the Netherworld, the Red Lotus Daoist, seated cross-legged on the fifteenth-grade Refining World Lotus Platform, gazed at the red flowers floating in the Blood Sea with a somewhat ethereal look in his eyes.
These Blood Sea Red Flowers are formed from the power of the Blood Sea, containing pure energy. However, this energy is also violent and difficult to control, easily affecting one's temperament.

It can be said that it is similar to the kind of pill that can enhance one's cultivation strength in one go but has side effects. However, for the Asura race, it is a sacred flower and spiritual medicine, a great tonic, with negligible side effects.

The Red Lotus Daoist refined a great deal of fierce and malevolent energy, nourishing the Blood Sea and making its origin even stronger. This gradually nurtured the special Blood Sea Red Flower within the Blood Sea.

In a sense, although it resembles an acquired spiritual plant, it is not a spiritual plant at all.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, sensing something, Daoist Honglian took a step away from the sea of ​​blood and arrived in a desolate underworld.

On the banks of the meandering River of Oblivion, on the barren, gray-black ground, a single, vibrant green blade of grass suddenly sprouted from the earth.
"Grass is growing in the underworld? The underworld, filled with the aura of death and malevolence, is actually giving birth to life?"

Looking at the vibrant little grass, the Red Lotus Daoist's eyes lit up with amazement, and then he laughed: "Life and death cycle, life is born from death, how wonderful!"

"Life is wondrous, but fate is often beyond our control," Houtu Niangniang then appeared, looking at the small grass with a complicated expression, and then said to Honglian Daoren, "Master, you discovered it first, so give it a name!"

"Let's call it the Longevity Grass. It's not easy for it to grow in the Netherworld," the Red Lotus Daoist said with a smile. "It has endless vitality and can reverse life and death, making it more precious and rare than many elixirs, spiritual medicines, or innate spiritual fruits."

"Does the Master intend to cultivate this longevity herb on a large scale in the Underworld?" Houtu asked, looking at Honglian Daoist with a slightly strange expression.

“Cultivating the Longevity Grass is also a good way to comprehend the Great Dao of Life, Death, and Reincarnation,” the Red Lotus Daoist said with a noncommittal smile.

Houtu Niangniang paused for a moment before saying, "Don't you want to ask me about Hou Yi?"

"You control the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the life and death of all beings in this world are in your hands. Actually, I'm also very curious to know whether Chi You and Hou Yi, after their successive reincarnations, will have the destiny of becoming the Human Emperor, and how far they will ultimately go?" The Red Lotus Daoist said casually with a smile:
"Living is more meaningful when you have something to look forward to and something to dream about, when the future is uncertain, isn't that right?"

Houtu Niangniang fell silent again after hearing this, and after a long while, she took a deep breath and laughed, "If you want to cultivate more longevity grass, the underworld is vast, and I'll plant it all for you."

"The Underworld is vast, but what can it grow besides the Grass of Immortality? And even if it were the Grass of Immortality, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to cultivate many of them!" After Houtu Niangniang finished speaking and drifted away, Honglian Daoren slightly curled his lips in exasperation.

"Master, let me help you plant it!" Not far away, a flash of red light converged and transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman in red, who was none other than the Red Flower Mother, the embodiment of the red spider lily, Manjusaka.

Upon seeing her, the Red Lotus Taoist couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and chuckle, "What? Is cultivating under the tutelage of the Earth Goddess so boring?"

“Besides the fact that cultivation is a bit boring,” the Holy Mother of Red Flowers shrugged slightly.

"Is this your intention, or the intention of the Goddess Houtu?" the Red Lotus Taoist continued to ask.

“Of course it’s my own idea, Your Majesty doesn’t care about these things,” the Holy Mother of Red Flowers said. “Master, I’m definitely better at cultivating this longevity herb than you are.”

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the Red Lotus Daoist smiled and then nodded, "Indeed, you are a Daoist who attained enlightenment through the Other Shore Flower! Alright, help me cultivate the Longevity Grass, and I'll share some of the future profits with you."

(End of this chapter)