Primordial Era: Mistakenly Taking Emperor Xin as Father, Nuwa is Destroyed at the Start

Inside the Yellow River Water Palace, Feng Yi was also very pleased with himself.

He was asking his subordinate, Prime Minister Gui, what the reaction was from the Shang Dynasty.

The Turtle Prime Minister immediately began to fawn over him: "Your Majesty is mighty! The Shang Dynasty is terrified and cowering like turtles! It's all because Your Majesty is so powerful!"

Feng Yi was not satisfied with what he heard.

"Playing dumb isn't enough!"

Feng Yi's face was fierce. "Tomorrow! I'll stir up the Yellow River again and flood an entire village! I'll show the Shang Dynasty what I'm made of! I'll let them know who the masters of this land are!"

The Turtle Prime Minister was a little worried: "Your Majesty... isn't this... isn't this pushing too hard? Too much of a good thing can be bad."

"Hmph! Too much of a good thing?" Feng Yi scoffed at the Turtle Prime Minister's cowardice. "I saw through him long ago! What a load of bull! What a spineless coward King Zhou of Shang! He's nothing but a spineless piece of trash! What's there to be afraid of!"

Seeing Feng Yi's anger, Prime Minister Gui quickly put on a smiling face and was about to say a few words in agreement.

Suddenly, a shrimp soldier tumbled in from outside the water palace to report.

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! The Shang... the people of the Shang are here!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi sneered repeatedly.

"Hmph! Only now do they think of apologizing? Too late! I'd like to see what they can come up with to beg for mercy!"

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals looked embarrassed and didn't know how to start the conversation.

Just then, a furious roar, like a thunderclap, crashed down from the water's surface!

"Feng Yi! Get out here!"

Feng Yi and the Turtle Prime Minister in the Water Palace were both startled.

Feng Yi was furious:

"Who dares to be so insolent outside my palace!"

He stormed out of the water in a rage.

As soon as we came out of the water, we saw a dark mass of people on the shore.

King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu, rode a five-colored divine ox and led a large army, standing menacingly on the shore.

Following behind were many indignant ordinary people.

Feng Yi glared at Huang Feihu, his tone unfriendly: "Huang Feihu, the Martial King of the Great Shang? What do you want with so many men and horses in my Mengjin? Is such a grand display necessary to apologize?"

Huang Feihu's face was stern, and his voice was loud and clear, echoing along the riverbank:

"Feng Yi! As a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, instead of protecting the people, you unleashed a flood, causing the deaths of over three hundred innocent citizens of my Great Shang Dynasty! Your crimes are heinous! By order of His Majesty the Emperor, I have come to arrest you and bring you to Chaoge for public execution!"

"presumptuous!"

Feng Yi could hardly believe his ears. He was so angry that he trembled all over, and the river water churned.

"You? A mere mortal, how dare you touch this king?!"

He pointed at Huang Feihu, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.

"Today, I will devour you first! Then I will flood several villages and send a grand gift to that old man, Di Xin!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yi suddenly waved his hand!

Rumble!

A colossal wave rose up in response, like a giant wall of water, carrying mud, sand and gravel, and with the force to destroy everything, it crashed down on Huang Feihu and the army and civilians behind him on the shore!

"Ah! Water! The water's back!"

"Run!"

Panic erupted on the shore. Soldiers and civilians alike were terrified, their legs went weak, and they watched in despair as the towering wall of water pressed down.

Faced with the terrifying waves, Huang Feihu simply smiled coldly.

Instead of dodging or avoiding, he took a step forward!

Just as the giant wave was about to engulf him, a profound aura suddenly erupted from Huang Feihu's body.

He formed an ancient hand seal in front of him and uttered a low chant:

"town!"

hum!

An invisible, heavy force, as massive as a mountain, suddenly descended!

The once roaring, unstoppable, towering waves seemed to be held down by an invisible hand!

The rushing water froze in mid-air, maintaining its surging momentum, but unable to move forward even an inch!

The mud, sand, and pebbles in the waves crashed down, as if the water had been paused.

The entire river surface fell into an eerie stillness.

"What?!"

Feng Yi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief.

He felt his control over the Yellow River's waterways instantly stripped away and imprisoned by a terrifying force!

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?!"

Huang Feihu didn't bother to answer him at all.

Taking advantage of the moment when Feng Yi was in shock, Huang Feihu's eyes flashed with sternness.

He changed his hand seals again, and the vast power that suppressed the water veins suddenly contracted and condensed!

The target is Feng Yi in the sky!

"Suppress! Imprison! Confine!"

boom!

An invisible force, like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, pressed down hard on Feng Yi!

"Ugh!"

Feng Yi felt an irresistible force bearing down on him, as if he were carrying a towering mountain on his back!

His divine power and connection with the Yellow River's water veins were instantly suppressed and severed by this force!

His once majestic dragon body shrank rapidly under the terrifying suppressive force!

The luster of the scales faded, the dragon horns retracted, and the dragon claws became smaller...

In the blink of an eye!

The once arrogant River God Feng Yi has now turned into a tiny, grayish mud loach, no bigger than a palm and covered in mud!

With a splash, it fell from mid-air onto the wet, muddy ground on the bank, wriggling awkwardly.

Huang Feihu strode forward, bent down, and with two fingers outstretched, easily pinched the tail of the still struggling "loach" as if picking up a stink bug.

He lifted the "loach" high, facing it to everyone.

"The River God Feng Yi has committed heinous crimes against living beings; the evidence is irrefutable! He has now been brought to justice! He is being escorted back to Chaoge to await His Majesty's judgment!"

On the shore, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

The people who were just moments ago terrified were now staring at the "loach" held in Huang Feihu's hand, and then at the water wall that was frozen in mid-air and slowly dissipating...

After a brief moment of shock.

boom!

A huge roar of cheers and cries suddenly erupted!

"Gotcha! Gotcha!"

"General Huang's divine might!!"

"Thank heavens! The river god... no! The river demon! He's been caught!"

"Father! Mother! Children! Your revenge has been achieved!!"

Countless people were so moved that tears streamed down their faces. They knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of Huang Feihu and Chaoge.

Cries, shouts, and expressions of gratitude echoed along the banks of the Yellow River.

Inside the Nuwa Palace.

Bixia Boy brought back the news that Feng Yi had been arrested.

When Nuwa heard this, she was also greatly surprised.

Her first reaction was to immediately contact Brother Fuxi in the Fire Cloud Cave again.

"Brother," Nuwa asked urgently, "Are you sure you didn't help Di Xin?"

Fuxi's voice was tinged with helplessness: "Little sister, how many times have I promised you? I really didn't interfere! You really don't trust your brother at all!"

Nuwa was a little embarrassed by what was said and quickly explained:

"Brother, please don't be offended, but this matter is truly too strange. How could Huang Feihu, a mere mortal, suddenly possess the means to suppress the river god? I'm worried..."

Fuxi was stunned after hearing what had happened.

He never expected things to turn out this way.

However, he still comforted Nuwa: "Although I don't know where Huang Feihu got his fortune, Feng Yi is a legitimate god appointed by the Heavenly Court, and he is protected by the Heavenly Dao. Mortal methods cannot harm him in the slightest."

Fuxi, fearing that Nuwa wouldn't believe him, offered, "Here's what I'll do: I'll open the Mysterious Mirror for you, and you can see for yourself."

After saying that, he waved his hand and unfolded a Mystic Mirror in front of Nuwa.

The scene of the vegetable market in Chaoge was clearly reflected in the mirror.

Feng Yi was tightly bound and placed in the center of the execution ground.

The surrounding area was filled with a dense, dark mass of people.

Although he had become a prisoner, Feng Yi showed little fear on his face; instead, he exuded arrogance.

He shouted loudly at the crowd around him, especially at Huang Feihu, the Martial King who was overseeing the execution:

"I am a righteous god appointed by the Heavenly Court! What can you mortals do to me? Kill me? What a joke! Protected by the Heavenly Dao, you cannot harm me!"

Huang Feihu stood on the execution platform, his face ashen.

He clearly didn't believe in this superstition.

"Execute!"

Huang Feihu gave the order.

The burly executioner raised his gleaming, ghost-headed broadsword and slashed fiercely at Feng Yi's neck!

Clang!

A sharp, piercing sound!

The broadsword struck Feng Yi's neck, sparks flying everywhere!

The blade of that broadsword was actually split open with a large gash!

Feng Yi didn't even have a red mark left on his neck.

The executioner was dumbfounded, looking at the broken knife in his hand and then at Feng Yi.

"Again!" Huang Feihu shouted.

The executioner changed to a new knife, mustered all his strength, and swung it down again!

"Snap!"

This time it was even worse; the blade broke in two!

Feng Yi laughed heartily, becoming even more smug:

"See? Fan Tie wants to harm the divine body? Wishful thinking!"

Huang Feihu's face turned even uglier.

He personally went down to Feng Yi.

He no longer used ordinary weapons, but instead summoned one of his magical treasures—a short halberd that gleamed with golden light.

Huang Feihu channeled all his magical power, and with a whooshing sound, his short halberd pierced straight towards Feng Yi's heart!

It was about to stab him.

"Buzz!"

A gentle yet incredibly strong golden light suddenly descended from the sky, like a thin layer of light shielding Feng Yi.

Huang Feihu's magical halberd struck the light barrier, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; its force was completely dissipated, and it could no longer advance even a fraction of an inch.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Yi laughed even more wildly, his voice filled with resentment and malice.

"See? This is fate! Heaven won't let me die! You can't kill me!"

He glared menacingly at the terrified crowd around him and threatened:

"Once I escape, I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold! None of you lowly people will escape! I will show you the consequences of angering the gods! The Heavenly Court will not let this go unpunished! You will all face the wrath of Heaven!"

His words were like cold water poured into a hot oil pan.

The people who had just been furious and shouting to kill the river god for revenge were now filled with fear.

"Heaven... divine punishment?"

"Even King Wu Cheng couldn't kill him... What... What should we do?"

"We're doomed... the river god is going to take revenge..."

An atmosphere of despair began to spread among the crowd.

Huang Feihu looked at the solid protective shield of the Heavenly Dao, then at the terrified faces of the people, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

Is there really no way to deal with this beast?

In this moment of despair and oppression, a calm and authoritative voice boomed like thunder across the execution ground:

"The wrath of Heaven? Then do you know the wrath of man?!"

All eyes turned to the source of the sound.

Emperor Xin, dressed in a black imperial robe, strode up to the execution platform, surrounded by his guards.

His gaze was like lightning, fixed on Feng Yi, who was bathed in golden light and beaming with pride. His words, spoken with a force that resonated throughout the surrounding area, were sharp and clear:

"When Heaven unleashes its killing intent, stars shift and constellations change; when Earth unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land; when Man unleashes his killing intent, Heaven and Earth are overturned!"

Before he could finish speaking, Di Xin suddenly raised his hand!

A dark red light flew out from his sleeve!

The light swelled as it faced the wind, instantly transforming into an enormous bronze pillar of punishment!

It was that innate spiritual treasure—the torture device of branding!

The entire pillar of punishment was covered with mysterious and ancient runes, exuding a chilling and ferocious aura, as if a ferocious beast from the ancient wilderness had awakened!

As soon as the bronze pillar of torture appeared, it locked onto Feng Yi, who was protected by the golden light of the Heavenly Dao.

A powerful and unparalleled suction force suddenly erupted!

"Huh?! No—!"

The smugness and arrogance on Feng Yi's face vanished instantly, replaced by boundless fear!

He sensed the terrifying killing intent emanating from the bronze pillar, an intent powerful enough to destroy his very soul!

He struggled desperately, trying to summon divine power to resist.

But that suction force was too strong! So strong that even the golden light protecting the Heavenly Dao fluctuated violently!

"call out!"

Amidst Feng Yi's mournful screams, his body was forcibly pulled out of the golden light protecting him from the Heavenly Dao!

Like a chick caught by an invisible hand, it flew helplessly toward the huge bronze pillar of torture!

"Buzz!"

The dark red runes on the copper pillar suddenly lit up, radiating scorching heat!

The copper pillar itself instantly turned bright red, like a red-hot branding iron!

"Sizzle—!!!"

The moment Feng Yi's body touched the surface of the red-hot copper pillar, it emitted a sickeningly loud sizzling sound as his flesh began to burn!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A scream a hundred times more agonizing and painful than before suddenly burst forth from Feng Yi's mouth!

The screams were heart-wrenching, instantly drowning out all other sounds on the execution ground and echoing throughout the entire city of Chaoge!

The voice was filled with indescribable pain and despair.

Just moments ago, He Bo Feng Yi was arrogant and clamoring for revenge, but now he was like a fish thrown onto a red-hot iron plate, writhing and convulsing wildly on the glowing copper pillar!

His skin and flesh rapidly carbonized and charred under the high temperature, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Thick smoke billowed out, accompanied by the sizzling sound of burning grease.

The golden light of divine protection still shimmered around him, attempting to block the power of the torture.

But that torture device seemed to contain some ancient and domineering law!

The dark red runes shone brightly, forcefully withstanding the golden light of the Heavenly Dao!

The golden light, like thin ice being scalded by a red-hot iron, made a sizzling sound as it melted, fluctuating and twisting violently, yet it could not stop the power of the branding iron from continuously burning and refining Feng Yi's divine body and soul!

"Spare me... Spare me, Your Majesty! Your Majesty the Emperor! I was wrong! I'll never dare to do it again! Please... Ah—!!!"

Feng Yi no longer cared about the dignity of a god. In the midst of boundless pain, he was left with only the most primal instinct for survival and began to wail and beg for mercy in heart-wrenching agony.

The sound was so mournful and terrifying that it sent chills down one's spine.

The red-hot copper pillars of torture hung in the sky above Chaoge City.

Like an insect nailed to a branding iron, Feng Yi endured the cruelest torture in full view of everyone, slowly heading towards destruction.

Inside Nuwa Palace

Nuwa was completely stunned as she watched in the Xuan Guang Mirror the scene of Feng Yi screaming in agony on the burning iron, his soul being scorched.

"How could this happen..."

She murmured absentmindedly, her stunningly beautiful face filled with shock and confusion.

"Is that a genuine innate spiritual treasure? Containing such a ferocious law... Who? Who would specifically forge such an innate spiritual treasure targeting gods for the sake of humanity and for Di Xin?" This was completely beyond her expectations.

Subconsciously, her gaze once again turned towards the direction of Fire Cloud Cave.

Before she could ask any further questions, Fuxi's voice immediately resounded in her mind, carrying a sense of helplessness and annoyance at being repeatedly questioned: "Little sister! How many times have I assured you? It really wasn't me! You really don't trust your brother at all!"

He was definitely getting a little annoyed by the questions.

Nuwa was awakened by Fuxi's tone and realized that she had asked too directly in her haste, so she quickly explained and comforted him:

"Brother, please don't be offended. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that this matter is too unbelievable! Huang Feihu clearly didn't have such methods before, and he also has this magical treasure... I'm really worried that someone might be secretly plotting something and disrupting the secrets of heaven."

As she spoke, Nuwa suddenly stood up from her cloud bed, her holy radiance rippled slightly, clearly indicating that she was not at peace.

Fuxi immediately noticed her movement, was startled, and hurriedly transmitted his voice:

"Little sister! What are you doing? Are you going to intervene personally? You mustn't act rashly! The Investiture of the Gods is imminent, and this is ordained by the will of the Great Dao! Sages must not intervene personally at this moment! This is the bottom line! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

His voice carried an unusual sternness.

If it weren't for this restriction, Nuwa wouldn't have had to go to such lengths to arrange for Di Xin to go to the Nuwa Temple.

Hearing Fuxi's anxious advice, Nuwa took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart.

A slightly cold smile appeared on her beautiful face as she shook her head slightly at the void: "Brother, don't worry, I'm not that impulsive." Her voice returned to its usual coolness.

She raised her hand and pointed to an inconspicuous water vein node on the map of the Great Shang Dynasty in the Xuan Guang Mirror—the Ji River.

"Besides," Nuwa's lips curled into a meaningful smile, "why would I need to take action myself? Too much trouble, it's all come of its own."

The scene in the mirror changed.

The once calm Ji River suddenly became turbulent, with towering waves!

A powerful dragon's might spread out!

The water surface burst open with a roar!

A massive, cyan dragon with gleaming scales burst forth from the water and soared into the sky!

With eyes like lightning and a majestic aura, he was none other than the Dragon King, appointed by the Heavenly Court to govern the Ji River's water veins!

The Ji Shui Dragon King was clearly alarmed. Its massive dragon body circled in the air before transforming into a streak of azure light, hurtling towards Chaoge City at lightning speed! Its target was the execution ground!

Soon, the scene in the Xuan Guang Mirror switched back to the sky above the execution ground in Chaoge.

A flash of blue light appeared, and the enormous and majestic dragon body of the Ji Shui Dragon King descended!

He hovered in mid-air, his majestic dragon eyes sweeping over the crimson branding pillar and the screaming Feng Yi below, finally landing on Di Xin on the execution platform.

The Dragon King spoke in human language, his voice like rolling thunder, carrying an undeniable majesty and a hint of admonition:

"Emperor Xin! Ao Qing, the Dragon King of Ji, is here! Even if Feng Yi and He Bo have made mistakes, they have already suffered greatly! Let's be lenient when we can! He is, after all, a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, protected by the Heavenly Way!"

Such cruel torture is against the natural order! Stop immediately and release Feng Yi!

Do not repeat the same mistake, lest you incur the wrath of Heaven and bring disaster upon all living beings!