Primordial Era: Refusing Hongjun's path to sainthood, I attained the Dao of Hunyuan.

Chapter 159 Xing Tian

Xuanyuan returned victorious to Chendu, and the entire human race rejoiced. Xuanyuan first rewarded those who had contributed to the victory.

Then they began to deal with the remaining members of Chi You and the Jiuli tribe.

Although Chi You was captured, he was extremely dissatisfied and kept cursing Xuanyuan: "Xuanyuan, your victory over me was not due to your own merit, but only because the immortals helped you."

Xuanyuan sneered, "I have a group of immortals to help me, but why didn't you also invite two great shamans from the witch clan back?"

"Chi You, you have been captured. What else do you have to say?"

Chi You said, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. Kill me if you want, I have nothing more to say."

Xuanyuan nodded and said, "Don't worry, if I'm going to kill someone, I'll only kill you. As for the rest of the Jiuli tribe, although they are of mixed human and witch blood, they are still part of my human race. I will take good care of them."

Upon hearing this, Chi You was slightly moved. He glanced at Xuanyuan, hesitated, and then said, "Kill me quickly!"

Xuanyuan then ordered his men to take Chiyou away and behead him.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the executioner reported that Chi You's head was extremely hard and could not be cut off by any weapon.

At this moment, Grand Master Xuandu said to Xuanyuan, "Chiyou obtained the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch to achieve this immortal body. Ordinary weapons cannot harm him. I request that the Human Emperor use the Xuanyuan Sword to slay him."

Xuanyuan nodded, drew his sword, and went to kill Chiyou. He indeed beheaded Chiyou, but then something unexpected happened.

The Xuanyuan Sword has now become a sacred sword of humanity. Although it severed Chi You's head with a single strike, Chi You is still not dead.

It turns out that the Xuanyuan Sword, empowered by the beliefs of the human race, is still indestructible and incomparably sharp.

However, he could not kill humans, even though Chi You had transformed his bloodline entirely into that of the Wu tribe.

But they still belong to the human race.

Xuanyuan had no choice but to cut Chiyou's body into several pieces and order people to bury them under various mountains.

In this way, Chi You was suppressed.

With this, Xuanyuan finally secured his position as the supreme ruler, and under his rule, the human race continued to prosper and develop.

Now, under Xuanyuan's rule, there was a civil official named Cangjie. Cangjie also followed Xuanyuan and experienced the Battle of Zhuolu.

However, Cangjie remained relatively unknown until the human race achieved peace. On this day, Cangjie suddenly announced that he had created a script belonging to the human race.

When the news reached Xuanyuan, he was greatly alarmed and personally went to pay his respects to Cangjie.

Cangjie then showed everyone the characters he had created.

First comes the character for "person," then "sky," then "earth," then "mountain," then "river," then "sea," then "wind," then "cloud," then "thunder," then "rain"...

As one character after another was written, countless strange phenomena appeared above Cangjie's head.

The fate of the human race was stirred up by this.

This alarmed all the saints and powerful beings from all sides, who all turned their divine senses toward the human race.

When everyone's thoughts fell upon Cangjie, they couldn't help but feel surprised and uncertain, and they all tried to figure out Cangjie's origins.

However, it seems that something shielded Cangjie from the secrets of heaven, and even sages could not calculate Cangjie's origins.

Thirty-three heavens away, Xuanhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, also looking at Cangjie. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Hongyun, Cangjie, the literary sage of the human race?"

It turned out that Cangjie was actually Hongyun. However, although Xuanhuang recognized Cangjie's origin, he did not make a move.

There was no intention to intervene whatsoever.

They simply watched as Cangjie created characters, and Cangjie wrote a total of 108,000 characters.

When he finished writing the last word, an immense amount of merit had already gathered above his head.

Then the merit descended and transformed into a huge golden wheel of merit behind Cangjie.

Xuanyuan was deeply moved. He thought of how Fuxi passed the throne to Shennong, and Shennong passed it to him. Now that Cangjie had made such a contribution, shouldn't he pass the throne to him?

However, before Xuanyuan could speak, Cangjie seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said to him, "There's no need to say anything. I am not the candidate for the supreme ruler. The Human Emperor can choose someone else."

Xuanyuan asked in bewilderment, "But having made such a contribution, shouldn't you be the ruler?"

Cangjie shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm unwilling, but that I'm unable! This body of mine is nothing but an illusion."

"Having accomplished this task, it's time to retire gracefully! Fellow Daoist, let's meet again someday if fate allows!"

After saying this, Cangjie's figure gradually became transparent. In a short while, along with the Golden Wheel of Merit, it vanished without a trace right before everyone's eyes.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. And everyone was frantically trying to figure out what Cangjie's words meant.

Was this merely an illusion he created? In this world, who else possesses such supernatural powers?

Could he be a saint?

At Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly realized a possibility, his expression changed, and he blurted out, "Hongyun?"

The other sages, too, gradually gained some insight, and their expressions were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Has Hongyun's supernatural powers really reached this level? Manifesting the form of Cangjie and taking credit for the merit of humanity's creation of characters?"

In the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Yun Zhongzi and thought to himself.

In the west, on Mount Sumeru.

In the blissful realm, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and both shook their heads. Jieyin said, "Hongyun will surely attain enlightenment in the future!"

Zhunti looked bitter, but nodded upon hearing this.

After Cangjie created characters, he disappeared on the spot. Xuanyuan was speechless. He thought that the next ruler would play such a trick, so he had no choice but to continue to serve as the ruler himself.

Not long after Cangjie invented characters, another major event occurred in the primordial world.

That was the current leader of the Witch Clan, the Great Witch Xingtian, who, enraged by the deaths of the Wind God and the Rain Master, stormed the Heavenly Court.

Although this battle was not very large-scale, it attracted the attention of powerful figures and saints from all sides.

In the previous battle between Xuanyuan and Chiyou, Haotian also intervened, sending Yinglong and Jiutian Xuannv down to the mortal realm to kill the two great witches of the Wu tribe that Chiyou had invited to help him.

If it were a sage, it would be one thing; Xing Tian naturally knew the power of a sage. But Hao Tian was just a mere child.

Once they gain power and become the emperor, do they really think they're something special?

Xing Tian could not tolerate this insult, so he stormed the Heavenly Court and fought a great battle with Haotian on the Thirty-Three Heavens.

However, Xing Tian underestimated Hao Tian's strength. With his strength as a top-level great shaman, even the ten demon generals of the demon race were slightly surpassed by him.

It can be said that among the Wu tribe, if there were no Ancestral Wu, he would be number one.

However, even with his formidable strength, he was still suppressed by Haotian. Haotian's cultivation was always kept hidden, but now that it was revealed, it was incredibly powerful.

In the end, Xing Tian made a mistake and Hao Tian seized the opportunity, freezing the moment with the Hao Tian Mirror and then severing Xing Tian's head with a single sword strike.

Xingtian's head rolled down from the Thirty-Three Heavens and landed on the primordial earth.

Seeing this, Haotian used his magic to move a large mountain and suppress its head beneath it.

Thus, Xing Tian could not find his head, yet he stood upright. Suddenly, his breasts transformed into eyes, and his navel into a mouth.

In an instant, the ferocious aura emanating from Xing Tian intensified several times over. With a roar, he charged towards Hao Tian once more.

(End of this chapter)