The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 836 Nuwa, save me! An unprecedented change occurs!

"Make me regret it? Not even Taihao can!"

Houtu's majestic path.

"You...are even less worthy!"

Her voice was so strong and clear. Taking advantage of the fact that Fuxi seemed to be diving and not very active, she spoke as much as she could.

As for whether it's true or not...

That's another matter.

Anyway, she was incredibly brave at that moment.

Its true form radiated boundless light, illuminating the entire underworld and even spreading out to the land of reincarnation, filling the universe and its mountains and rivers.

It seemed that at this moment, she was the one who had the upper hand, rather than Di Hong, who had stormed straight into the heart of the underworld.

"Boom!"

An aura of eternity blooms, blurring the passage of time. A supreme divine power unfolds naturally, guided by the will of Houtu, obscuring history and blurring the lines between past and present.

Past, present, and future have become blurred at this moment, and reality is no longer visible.

This is the divine power of Houtu. Even a dead tiger retains its might, let alone someone who is still alive.

Even though he was forced into a somewhat disheveled state by Di Hong, he still had the strength to stir up a big commotion... This was neither a killing act nor a defensive supernatural power; it was quite peculiar.

Emperor Hong witnessed it but did not stop it, as if it was a final act of leniency and tolerance, like watching his bouncy "little sister" make her last desperate attempt to cause trouble—in any case, she could not escape the palm of his holy emperor.

A faint loneliness and sorrow appeared on his brow, and with a soft sigh, the universe and the four directions trembled. With a hint of regret and a touch of helplessness, he said, "Since you are so determined and persistent, and refuse to correct your mistakes, then I have no choice but to harden my heart and give you a lesson you will never forget. I will confine you and forbid you from stepping out of the Underworld or leaving Nuwa's Palace for an entire era."

Like a patriarch, he looked down upon the actions of Houtu.

These words shocked everyone present.

Amidst the vast mountains and rivers, and in the cosmos, countless ancient gods and sages trembled and shuddered—how arrogant and domineering this was! To comment on Houtu and Nuwa in such a way!

Di Hong possesses an invincible aura, and even the goddess Nuwa, who embarked on the path of slaughtering the heavens and seeking to prove her Dao to Pangu, was punished!

"Nonsense!" Houtu sneered. "You're welcome to try!"

Even if I bear the burden of reincarnation and need one hand to stabilize the turmoil of the underworld, I, Nuwa, will still roam the world freely, invincible!

"Oh?" Di Hong chuckled, "Is that really so?"

"If you were truly invincible, why would you resort to such petty tricks?"

He chuckled, extended a palm, intercepted the passage of time, struck the end of Houtu's divine power, and plunged it into the ancient and vicissitudes of chaos.

There, a willow tree stands proudly in the oldest era, revealing the mysteries of emptiness.

If Houtu is guiding, then Dihong is interfering and causing disruption!

In an instant, time went awry, and their ultimate showdown erupted!

However, destruction is always easier than construction.

In such a confrontation, Houtu has to expend more energy to maintain stability... which, for Dihong, is tantamount to expanding his advantage.

So he pressed forward and stormed into the very source of reincarnation!

In the struggle over the roads, he almost covered Houtu, and was about to determine the primary and secondary paths!

Houtu was helpless, and the urge to vomit blood rose within her.

She felt that Xuanyuan was definitely her nemesis, born to oppose her.

When she faced him, it was like a mother tutoring her child with homework, confronted with a barrage of endless "whys" that seemed to come out of nowhere, pushing her to the brink of collapse and explosion.

"You've driven me to this point!"

Houtu's divine body trembled, and she finally roared, "If that's the case, then let's fight to the death!"

"Commanding the past and present, issuing decrees to all the gods!"

She resonated throughout the vast era, shaking even the primordial gods. "Emperor Hong has gone too far, cold-blooded and ruthless, attempting to sever our foundations and erase our glorious achievements... This hatred is irreconcilable!"

"With enemies as my own, I am invincible!"

"To carve out a new path and set things right!"

The Human Emperor refused to yield, so Houtu also refused to compromise!

Fight to the very end!

A battle flag fluttered, standing atop Buzhou Mountain, inspiring the Ancestral Witches and igniting the passion of the Great Witches.

"kill!"

A single word that lasts for eternity, a single word that transcends a thousand autumns.

Across time and space, it was the turmoil of the most powerful military group in the final moments of the Lich Era that launched the most terrifying attack in history against the Human Emperor's regime!

This was both a subversion of the Human Emperor and a show of loyalty and protection for the ancestral witch Houtu.

With battle flags raised, all the witch tribes from all directions came to their aid, joining forces to attack Xuanyuan!

—When dealing with evil spirits and heretics, there's no need to talk about chivalry or honor; let's all stand shoulder to shoulder!

The earth-shattering shouts of battle echoed throughout the land, as countless heroes and warriors fought to the last breath against the Great Witch of Heaven, shattering the eight wastelands of the universe and unleashing the greatest blood-red storm.

But this is not the end.

When facing Di Hong, Hou Tu did not hesitate to treat him with the utmost fear.

Human Elite!

What kind of rare breed is this?

Unprecedented in history!

The only similar one is the Heavenly Dao Essence—Hongjun Daozu.

Even just taking a few examples is enough to be frightening.

Dao Ancestor!

This is a giant that requires three thousand holy beings to join forces and use backdoor access to barely keep him locked up in the Purple Cloud Palace!

What about the human elves?

Will it be just as fierce?

If it is... then how should we handle it?

If an ordinary ancient god or great saint were to go and kill someone... are you sure that's just suicide?

Houtu harbors hidden worries.

Therefore, she briefly lowered her personal bottom line and, with a touch of shame, activated the most powerful supernatural ability in history—randomly selecting people!

"Nuwa, save me!"

Faced with the aggressive Emperor Hong, she abandoned her principles and uttered a world-shaking verse that transcended the waves of time, shattered the barriers of chaos, and was sent into a sealed ancient era, where it echoed in that battlefield where the fighting had reached a frenzy.

At that time, Nuwa was in control of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and she had fought to the point of madness with the Dao Ancestor, who was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

The Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram has frozen the Heavenly Dao Divine Wheel.

The blood of countless people has stained the heavens and the earth.

Four killing swords, slaying, slaying, trapping, and annihilating, slay the root, erase existence, guide to nothingness, and sing an eternal swan song... Together, they added countless scars to the immortal body of the Dao Ancestor!

This fierce battle raged for who knows how many long years—was it forever? Or just a fleeting moment?

It's long since lost count and impossible to calculate.

"What a pity! How hateful!"

The Dao Ancestor sighed, "The Styx!"

"That battle we fought together has left me with a hidden danger..."

"Though I have defeated you, I am no longer perfect. The Way of Heaven is flawed, and the Heart of Heaven is half-broken. I am not at the pinnacle."

"Otherwise, how could this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation possibly harm me?"

The Dao Ancestor had too many grievances.

Judging from Nuwa's demonstrated strength and the trump cards she revealed, he was truly no less capable than her!

What to do?

The foreshadowing of his current predicament was laid during the battle when the Great Sage of the Styx stormed the Purple Cloud Palace.

To break the ritual of human sacrifice in the Styx River, the Dao Ancestor had no choice but to send a human from the heavens.

Even if he later used this opportunity to plot against the Ancestral Dragon and break free from the restrictions imposed on him by Nuwa in the Heavenly Dao, gaining his freedom, it wasn't too much of a loss.

However, the path they had taken and the traces they had left behind ultimately became hidden dangers, leading to their defeat in the final showdown.

This wouldn't normally be a big deal.

With the Heavenly Dao in hand and the primordial origin at his disposal, Hongjun was full of confidence and ambition, feeling that he could sweep away all enemies.

So what if I have my own flaws?

Is there a difference between getting 100 points and 99 points, when you're bullying others who only get 60 points?!

No difference!

However, things are unpredictable.

When Nuwa took out the great treasure, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, she erased the blessing of the Heavenly Dao. The slight difference became an insurmountable chasm!

In the fierce battle, it went into a disadvantageous position; it struggled to hold on while in a disadvantageous position; and it was in this struggle that it was defeated and perished.

"I'm not reconciled..."

A soft sigh escaped her lips. "Is it really that difficult for me to want freedom?"

The Dao Ancestor raised his head, and suddenly his hair flew wildly, tearing through time and space, causing the boundless chaos to collapse and return to nothingness and destruction.

Countless runes permeated the air, revealing the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, imprinting themselves on the chaotic era and spreading throughout the tributaries of time.

An endless surge of power, drawing upon it, swelled the years, and played the final symphony of the Heavenly Way!

Unwilling to accept defeat, Hongjun embarks on a final, desperate sacrifice, a desperate attempt to achieve ultimate sublimation, or perhaps... a glorious finale!

He gave it his all.

Gazing at this scene, Nuwa's gaze was indifferent and utterly calm. "You have only lost your freedom, but what about the people suffering under this calamity? They have lost their lives!"

"Don't advise others to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering." The Daoist Ancestor roared, "'Just' lost your freedom? Then why don't you come and cover for me?"

Nuwa was about to say something.

Just then, a precise projection, traveling against the tide across eras, echoed the cry of "Nuwa, save me!"—the pitiful plea for help from the Goddess Houtu.

Immediately, both the Dao Ancestor and Nuwa understood the story behind it.

"Hahaha... Save what? Don't save me!"

The Dao Ancestor laughed, laughed loudly, laughed wildly, "Nuwa! The time to test you has come!"

"You've only lost the benefits of one era, but what about humanity? It will usher in its most glorious period of development!"

"Don't tell me you can't see this difference!"

Nuwa fell silent.

Finally, she sighed softly, murmuring something that sounded like an explanation to herself, yet also to humanity, "I'm sorry..."

"I really need this opportunity, and I also need to be responsible to my comrades... because I see the dawn of victory."

"I will definitely make it up to you afterwards."

"I stake my divinity and my path on it."

Her face flushed slightly. In the end, she was not as good as some ancient gods who had done wrong and felt guilty.

If it were someone else...

Forget blushing or feeling embarrassed, there wasn't a single trace of regret in my heart. My belly was full of bad intentions, enough to surpass all the scum in the world.

"Thump!"

With a loud bang, a large cauldron was thrown out.

That's the Qiankun Cauldron!

It shattered the barrier of time and fell into the river of history, carrying an invincible and ferocious power, determined to crush all obstacles that dared to stand in its way.

At the same time, the light of time shimmered, and Nuwa's Dao shone brightly, like a lighthouse, guiding the past and leading to the future... What kind of ancient spiritual root quietly flowed downstream here, disappearing into the years, becoming an ace in the hole?

One chapter of history after another was thus subtly distorted.

An unprecedented change has occurred!

……

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the first Wu Clan Assembly was held in secret. Twelve members of the "Shamate" group, dressed in vests, secretly formed an alliance. In the intermittent appearances, the figure of the Ancestral Wu Dijiang blurred for a moment.

……

During the great battle to conquer the Heavenly Court, the Twelve Ancestral Witches formed an array to forge the true form of Pangu, with Houtu as the commander-in-chief, controlling the overall situation... Grasping this power, the true form of Pangu trembled slightly without anyone noticing, as if some part was being replaced.

……

In times of crisis, the leaders of the Lich Kings were all killed, Houtu was powerless to help, and Nuwa watched helplessly from the sidelines... The post-Lich King era was the time of Donghuang's dominance and the time of Yanhuang's brilliance. It was they who supported the backbone of the human race.

However, the rise of a hero also requires the silent support of someone behind the scenes... Otherwise, no matter how amazing one's talent, even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice, and without support, it is difficult to defy fate.

At the critical moment, it was the ancestral witch Dijiang who bravely sacrificed himself, laying a solid foundation for the rise of Xuanyuan. He gave his life for another, and in the end, the most outstanding human emperor was born!

However, during this process, some strange changes seem to be quietly unfolding—is it replacement, or a sinister force at work?

……

What is the ultimate goal of creation?

Some might say it is the creation of life that creates powerful beings.

Now, Nuwa, having reached the end of her journey, seemed to be deep in thought, feeling that this answer was not entirely accurate.

"Creation is not only the creation of living beings, but also the creation of destiny."

She had a completely new understanding, and her grasp of the Pangu level became clearer.

When the path of spiritual practice comes to an end, everything leads to the same destination, regardless of the route taken.

One path leads to all paths.

The predecessors knew everything and proved the Way through the I Ching. In the end, they were omnipotent. Combining the two, they became omniscient and omnipotent.

Today, there is also Nuwa, who is omnipotent. She attained enlightenment through creation and then became omniscient.

What?

Do not believe?

Look!

If I say someone can do it, they can, even if they can't!

If I say someone is no good, then they are no good, even if they are!

The script is still the same, but I've completely changed it. The actors are all my people... Who can say I'm not omniscient?

With the cheat code in hand, they forcefully breached fate's defenses, completely overturning the rules of the chessboard...

Nuwa is trying to modify fate little by little, severing one segment of time and space after another... Even if she cannot unleash her earth-shattering cultivation and needs to conceal it, her perspective is different, her vision is broadened, and she is doing extraordinary things, enough to terrify the gods if it were to be told.

Emperor Hong was busy tidying up Hou Tu and jumping around energetically, so Nuwa dealt a heavy blow to this rebellious son, determined to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

A loving mother and a filial son!

"You've usurped someone else's place, like the old Nuwa next door," Hongjun sneered. "You're no better than Fuxi; you both sent people to be spies!"

"But to do this to my face... is this disrespect, a belief that I can't sabotage your plans?"

"ridiculous!"

The Heavenly Dao has ignited!

He unleashed boundless brilliance, illuminating the entire Chaos Era. In the ultimate bloodbath, he shattered the source of time, disrupted the threads of ancient history, and threw all cause and effect into disarray!

"Exposing your actions, revealing your dark secrets... Nuwa! Neither of us is a winner!"

Even if my fish dies, your net will break!

Hongjun was absolutely resolute at this moment.

"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Nuwa was also enraged!

Her pretty face was cold, blood trickling from her fingertips and dripping onto the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Whether it's the vast array or the four supreme killing swords, at this moment they are all stained with her blood!

"Buzz!"

The sword formation trembled violently, seemingly shaking, or perhaps excited, and went completely berserk!

A statue of Pangu sacrificed itself to the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

This is unbelievable!

However, this was nothing to Nuwa.

An entire era has seen countless lives sacrificed to the sword formation, so there's no need for another Pangu of this era!

"boom!"

Crimson lightning streaked across the sky of the era.

The chaotic era... has collapsed!

In the boundless crimson, there is the deepest void, and four dazzling blood swords, dancing wildly, restless... they have destroyed all order!

It is unknown what kind of insane battle erupted between the Dao and the Demon, a supreme cataclysmic clash between the Heavenly Dao and the Demonic Dao.

But in the end...

Dao Ancestor Hongjun never appeared on this battlefield again.

Only the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, despite its numerous wounds, gained a dazzling light, a remnant of the Heavenly Dao!

The irritable Little Nuwa is now slaying the heavens online!

……

"Speak."

"What do we do?"

"Don't feel shy, everyone."

"After all, our Witch Clan is a camp that values ​​democracy!"

"so……"

"Please vote on the matter of the Ancestral Witch Dijiang!"

In a fragmented piece of history, Houtu is seen smiling as she presides over the meeting.

(End of this chapter)