Primordial Era: I, Tongtian, will slay all enemies!

On the day of Nuwa's birthday, Chaoge City was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, like stars fallen to earth, and every inch of air was filled with a festive atmosphere. The streets and alleys were bustling with people, and laughter echoed throughout the city.

The procession of Shang Dynasty officials slowly made its way towards the Nuwa Palace. Emperor Xin, wearing a crown and magnificent robes, exuded regal dignity.

His eyes were deep and resolute, and his steps were steady and powerful as he led his ministers toward the Nuwa Palace.

However, a huge conspiracy is hidden at the entrance to Nuwa Palace.

Zhunti had already set up a magic array here, which was filled with an invisible alluring power. This power was like a fine spider web. Once someone stepped into it, they would be tightly entangled and fall into the abyss of beauty until they lost all rationality and became a puppet driven by desire.

Zhunti hid in the dense forest opposite the Nuwa Palace, his figure concealed beneath the dappled shadows of the trees, like a sinister venomous snake.

"If this matter is handled well, I will surely impress my teacher, and my Western Sect will flourish! Moreover, we will be the greatest beneficiary of this great calamity!"

The moment Di Xin stepped into the entrance of Nuwa Palace, a powerful force, like a surging tide, instantly overwhelmed him.

He felt the world before him blur, and after a moment, his eyes became unfocused again, as if drawn by a magnet, staring intently at the clay statue of Nuwa.

In his eyes, the statue of Nuwa was no longer a cold sculpture, but a peerless beauty whose beauty made Di Xin's heart beat faster and his blood boil.

Nuwa, Tongtian, and Houtu had also noticed Zhunti's plot, and they silently approached him from behind.

Nuwa's eyes burned with the flames of anger, and the rage in her heart was as uncontrollable as a volcanic eruption.

"That despicable and shameless bastard dared to set up such a vicious magic array in front of my Nuwa Palace! He is blaspheming me! I will make him pay a terrible price!"

Nuwa muttered to herself, and before she knew it, a sea-shattering, sky-splitting blade appeared in her hand.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment. Don't you want to see the Human King's reaction? Let's wait and see."

Nuwa turned her head angrily, glaring at Tongtian with a fury that seemed to devour him.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist, aren't you ashamed enough already! How could he possibly withstand an array set up by a Sage? Or do you want me to diminish the fortunes of the Great Shang Dynasty?!"

Nuwa was right. Even if Di Xin was trespassing on Nuwa because he was caught in Zhunti's formation, he had done it anyway, and Nuwa had no choice but to punish him. This is what is meant by "a sage cannot be insulted".

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, don't be anxious. I believe in my grand-disciple, and you should also believe in the children you created. Birds must fly on their own; you cannot protect them forever."

Just as Nuwa was filled with anger and inner turmoil, Di Xin was completely bewildered by the illusion created by the magic array.

As if possessed by a demon, he absentmindedly picked up the sword at his waist and walked step by step toward the Nuwa clay statue.

Upon seeing this, the ministers were immediately horrified. Shang Rong turned deathly pale and knelt down with a thud. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Wake up! This is an image of the Holy Mother, it must not be desecrated!"

His voice trembled, filled with endless fear and worry. Bigan also hurriedly knelt down, his eyes filled with anxiety. He tried to reach out to help Di Xin, but Di Xin pushed him away with a palm.

Wen Zhong frowned, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Di Xin, intending to knock him unconscious and take him away from here.

However, just as he was about to touch Di Xin, he suddenly felt a force coming from the side, blocking his movement.

He was startled and turned to look, but found nothing; he couldn't find anyone who had tried to stop him.

Di Xin came to the wall, raised his sword, and began to compose a poem on it. After a moment, a magnificent poem slowly appeared on the wall:

In the primordial chaos, heaven and earth shook, and Nuwa mended the sky with her divine hand.

Clay is molded to create the world and bring together living beings; stone is refined and gold is smelted to eliminate calamities.

Compassion is like a river nourishing all things; wisdom is like the moon illuminating a thousand days.

Her merits shine eternally throughout human history; her virtues will forever be a source of pride for generations to come.

After Nuwa sensed the poem, her anger subsided somewhat. The poem was like a clear spring, extinguishing part of her rage.

"I didn't expect that even under the bewilderment of this magic array, Di Xin's respect for me had not completely disappeared. No wonder Tongtian chose him." Nuwa thought to herself, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes.

However, when she saw Zhunti's lewd expression, her anger, which had just subsided, suddenly flared up again, like a flame fanned by a strong wind, dancing wildly in her heart.

Upon seeing the poem, Zhunti was filled with panic. He couldn't understand why Di Xin, under the magic array he had set up, had written such a poem praising Meiwa instead of that obscene poem.

"Where exactly did things go wrong? It's impossible! A mere human king could withstand a saint's magic array? Tch!"

Just as he was pondering, Nuwa could no longer contain herself. The Heaven-Splitting Blade in her hand hummed, as if expressing Nuwa's rage.

Suddenly, the long sword in her hand flew towards Zhunti like a bolt of lightning slicing through the sky. This strike contained Nuwa's boundless rage; wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

A deafening roar erupted, catching Zhunti off guard. He hastily unfolded his Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, but he was blasted away by the powerful force, and his original disguise was completely torn off, exposing him to everyone.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang, Wen Zhong, and the ministers quickly stepped in front of Emperor Xin.

For a moment, the atmosphere in front of the Nuwa Palace became extremely tense, like a taut bowstring that could snap at any moment.

The human cultivators in Chaoge City sensed this powerful fluctuation of magical energy and surged towards it like a tide, quickly gathering in front of Nuwa Palace, ready for battle.

Zhunti stood up from the ground in a disheveled state, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He glanced at the angry humans around him and inwardly groaned. "I never expected things to turn out this way. It seems I can't stay here any longer."

Zhunti moved as if to escape.

Just as he flew into the air, a powerful dragon roar came from the Human King's Palace, shaking the heavens and the earth.

A colossal dragon of fortune roared out, its body blotting out the sky and radiating dazzling golden light.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune contained the power of human destiny and possessed the cultivation of a second-level Saint. With just a flick of its tail, it knocked Zhunti back to the ground.

At this moment, Nuwa, Tongtian, and Houtu also appeared before Zhunti.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhunti rolled his eyes, forced a smile, bowed to Nuwa, and his face was full of flattery.

"Having heard of Senior Sister Nuwa's birthday, I, your junior brother, have come to Nuwa Palace to offer my congratulations. However, what is the meaning of this? Why did you attack me?"

"Hmph, you despicable villain, how dare you try to argue! You set up a magic array in front of my Nuwa Palace, attempting to have the King of Men defile me. Today you will die!"

"It's all a misunderstanding, Senior Sister. This has nothing to do with Junior Brother. It was already like this when I arrived."

Tongtian sneered, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Zhunti. "Zhunti, do you really think we're blind? How dare you be so shameless!"

A hint of panic flashed in Zhunti's eyes, but he still insisted, "Tongtian, stop trying to pin names on me. The fall of Shang and the rise of Zhou, the disappearance of the Human King—these are all the natural order of things. I was just following the will of Heaven."

These words enraged the humans, while Shang Rong blushed and cursed loudly.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you speak of the will of Heaven and the grand scheme of things? Under the rule of my Human King, the human race lives in peace and prosperity. How dare you, the Western Sect, interfere in the affairs of our human race!"

Upon hearing this, Zhunti was instantly enraged. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, "A sage cannot be insulted! How dare you, an ant, be so disrespectful to me!"

With that, he waved his hand, and a gigantic palm appeared out of thin air, radiating immense pressure. The palm, carrying the power to destroy everything, struck fiercely towards Shang Rong.

This palm strike was incredibly fast, arriving above Shang Rong's head in the blink of an eye. The immense pressure made the surrounding air feel thin.

Shang Rong felt the immense pressure coming at him, but his gaze remained unwavering.

He knew in his heart that he could not retreat; behind him stood the entire human race and the human king, Di Xin.

Shang Rong straightened her chest, showing no fear on her face, opened her arms, and roared loudly.

"I am the Prime Minister of the Human Race, the Prime Minister of the Great Shang Dynasty. I have received His Majesty's grace and brought blessings to the human race. Even if I die today, I will never yield! I will defend the dignity of the human race with my life!"

Upon seeing this, the human cultivators did not hesitate to channel all their magical power, gathering it together to form a shield in front of Shang Rong.

This is the fighting spirit of humanity. Even though they know that fighting against a saint is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, not one of them backed down.

Houtu was deeply moved by this scene. She was about to lend a helping hand, but before she could, Zhunti's attack was blocked by the Divine Dragon of Fortune.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune opened its enormous mouth, roaring with boundless power at Zhunti.

"How dare you! Even if you are a saint, you shouldn't come to my human capital to plot against the Human Emperor. Do you think I don't exist? You are challenging the bottom line of humanity; you are making an enemy of the entire human race!"

Its voice echoed in the sky, making everyone's eardrums ache. Every word was like a heavy hammer, striking Zhunti's heart.

Upon hearing this, Zhunti scoffed dismissively. Although he was somewhat wary of this dragon of destiny, he did not intend to give up so easily.

His eyes hardened, and he secretly plotted how to break through his current predicament.

At this moment, Di Xin stared intently at Zhunti, slowly walked over, and took out the Human King's Token.

The Human King's Decree emanated a rich aura of human destiny in his hand. Upon seeing the Human King's Decree, all the human beings knelt and kowtowed, their eyes filled with reverence. Their foreheads touched the ground, and they shouted "Long live the Human King!"

Di Xin's expression was majestic, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over everyone present.

"The Western Religion has blasphemed against the Holy Mother Nuwa of the Human Race and plotted against the current Human King. I hereby issue this decree: from this day forward, the Human Race and the Western Religion shall be locked in a life-or-death struggle. All members of the Western Religion shall be expelled from the Human Race's territory. No member of the Human Race shall be allowed to join the Western Religion or learn its doctrines. Anyone who disobeys this decree shall be expelled from the Human Race!"

His voice, amplified by the power of the King's decree, resounded like thunder, quickly spreading throughout the human realm. People everywhere responded, shouting towards the sky, "We will obey the King's decree!"

The shouts rose and fell, converging into a powerful sound wave that pierced the sky.

Upon hearing this, Zhunti's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"You bastards! How dare you, mere ants, be so insolent!"

Having said that, he charged toward Di Xin without regard for anything else, his heart filled with rage.

Upon seeing this, the Divine Dragon of Fortune rushed forward, and the two instantly engaged in a life-or-death struggle in the air.

Holding the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand and standing on the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, Zhunti charged toward the Divine Dragon of Fortune.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune sensed Zhunti's malice. It roared to the sky, swung its mountain-like body, and with its claws carrying a force capable of shattering stars, pounced on Zhunti.

Upon seeing this, Zhunti roared, "Well done! You mere thing formed from condensed fortune dares to be so insolent before me! Today I will show you what the power of a sage truly is!"

Zhunti waved the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, and a beam of seven-colored divine light shot towards the Fortune Dragon with a world-destroying momentum.

Wherever this seven-colored divine light passed, space was easily torn apart like fragile paper, making a "sizzling" sound, and even space itself seemed to groan in pain.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the light. Its body shuddered violently, but it pounced on Zhunti again. Its tail swept out like a giant whip, bringing with it a gust of wind that swept towards Zhunti.

The two fought back and forth, locked in a fierce battle. Zhunti, relying on his own cultivation and spiritual treasures, maintained the upper hand throughout.

Every attack from Zhunti landed precisely on the Qi Yun Shen Long (a mythical dragon), and as the battle continued, his eyes grew increasingly cold.

"Hmph, the human race's destiny dragon is nothing special. That's right, they're just an ant-like race. What power could a destiny dragon of such a race possibly have!"

Seeing that the Divine Dragon of Fortune was gradually losing ground, Nuwa's eyes flashed with anger. Just as she was about to make a move, Tongtian blocked her way.

Nuwa was both shocked and furious upon seeing this, her anger almost consuming Tongtian. "Tongtian, what are you doing! Why are you stopping me!"

Her voice was full of questioning and dissatisfaction, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying endless anger.

Tongtian remained calm, like a bottomless lake. "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please wait. Things have already escalated, so let's make them even bigger. Just watch and see."

Nuwa wouldn't listen to anything anyone said. She picked up the Overturning Sea and Splitting Heaven Blade, and with a flash, rushed towards the battlefield.

At this moment, Zhunti was doing his best to suppress the Qi Luck Dragon when he suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards him, which greatly alarmed him.

Zhunti turned his head and saw Nuwa charging towards him menacingly.

"Damn it, I was no match for Nuwa to begin with, and now with the addition of the Fortune Dragon, I'm even less of a match. Sigh, I'm doomed."