The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 839 Who's Fishing? Nuwa's Rampage!

"The moment you impulsively threw a punch at me, your defeat was inevitable!"

Fuxi spoke in a low voice.

"No!"

Nuwa's eyes blazed with fury, "The one who took the bait... is you!"

"You think that once I attained enlightenment, Pangu, you could block me and leave me powerless to care about anything else... and then I would be helpless?!"

"Little did you know, I'd be delighted if you could restrain me...because that means I'd also restrain you!"

"You're so smug because both the Witch Clan and the Human Clan owe you a debt!"

"Pangu's essence blood!"

"But today... I too have attained the Dao, like Pangu!"

Nuwa's eyes shone brightly, full of spirit. "The replacement of the source, this Pangu is not that Pangu. Fuxi, you have miscalculated!"

"Impossible." Fuxi frowned. "I arrived at just the right time... You didn't have the opportunity."

"Nothing is absolutely impossible... the outcome is still uncertain!"

Nuwa shouted, and a blue lotus bloomed in fury. The Great Dao was like a sea, engulfing the chaotic era and stirring everything up.

The ultimate showdown is about to begin!

For a moment, none of them had the energy to look after anything else, and they could not extricate themselves from this situation. Only a few decisive moves would unfold in the long river of time, becoming the ultimate killing blow!

……

A silent space and time, a hall forever sealed.

The Nuwa Palace, the palace where the sage Nuwa resided, has been sealed away for an unknown amount of time.

The most secret vault was secured with complex locks, making it extremely difficult to breach.

And at some unknown time, perhaps from the very beginning, an incomparably sacred treasure was sealed within it, encircled by a tributary of the long river of time, becoming a lake, sealed and suppressed, hidden, a secret, a deception.

It wasn't until the great upheaval at the source of time, a chaotic era of carnage, that it automatically untied itself... The lake of time dried up, the rhythm of time dissipated, and in its place spread an overwhelming vitality, reflecting the original scene.

A female saint—Nuwa—stood here, her expression sometimes bewildered, sometimes clear-headed, as if she had transcended time and space to become one, and was also putting on a real disguise in order to deceive the terrible mastermind behind the scenes, just to become a fish that slipped through the net and hide the greatest treasure.

Blood!

Crimson blood!

In her conscious moment, Nuwa pointed one finger at her heart like a sword... Hot divine blood flowed from her heart, infinitely powerful—it was blood at the level of Pangu!

"Just how powerful can dual-proof be? Can it directly defeat and crush that person?"

Nuwa whispered, "I don't know... maybe it will work, maybe it won't."

"But at least we should be able to create a time difference and hide a trump card to turn the tide, catching our elder brother off guard."

"What should I target?"

"It seems there's no specific goal..."

"However, back then, I started my business using the benefits I obtained from him... Pangu's essence blood!"

"This is a flaw in my foundation, and I must take steps to remedy it."

"Fortunately, I've already become Pangu... though it's a secret, it's the real deal."

"Since that's the case... then let me play something big!"

"To close the loop of cause and effect, to steal the heavens and change the sun, the true... Pangu manipulates the present!"

With a soft sigh, divine blood, at the right time and place, fell into the long river of time. Following her will, at the moment when the two Pangu were restraining each other, it dripped into the source of the Lich Age, merging and exchanging with the essence blood of Pangu held by Houtu in the beginning!

Thus, everything in the future seems unchanged, yet in reality, a tremendous change has occurred!

……

As the Lich Era drew to a close, one Ancestral Witch after another had chosen sides and boarded Taihao's pirate ship.

—I really don't have a high opinion of Nuwa, and given the final interpretation of Pangu's blood essence, I feel it's best for everyone to be more realistic.

"Her Highness Nuwa possesses great talent and ambition, but alas... there are always heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people."

With a regretful expression, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang said to his colleagues, "In order to reduce the number of deaths in the Great War of the Gods, we should set an example by properly appeasing our respective witch tribes, so that everyone can see the reality and not make futile struggles."

"Okay..." came the scattered responses, clearly indicating that none of them were very enthusiastic.

Despite the harsh realities, the ancestral witches were not in a good mood about going to great lengths for Nuwa.

Xuanming Ancestral Witch remained silent. She was alone against ten masters, a situation that was bound to end in defeat, but she was still unwilling to give up and wanted to fight to her last breath.

Zhu Rong remained silent, Xi Zi was speechless, and Ru Shou, Ju Mang, She Bi Shi, and Tian Wu shook their heads and sighed, none of them willing to make a move against her... Unfortunately, there were still Di Jiang, Zhu Long, Gong Gong, and Le Ze, whose combined efforts were enough to easily suppress and kill her on the spot!

"Xuanming... Golden Mother, surrender." Zhulong sighed softly, "We can give you a dignified exit, without harming you, only sealing you in Yaochi."

"No need for further words." Jin's mother laughed freely. "To die at the hands of so many of you, I can say I died a worthwhile death."

"Ugh!"

The ancestral shamans had complex expressions.

Why bother?

"Some things have to be done by someone," the Golden Mother simply said. "If there isn't even a powerful being willing to sacrifice themselves for Nuwa's cause, wouldn't that make her seem like a failure?"

"I know you all have your reasons... Zhu Rong, you are Xi He. Di Jun's Heavenly Court has collapsed, and you have to take on the responsibility of cleaning up the mess. You dare not confront Fu Xi's camp."

"Xi Zi is Xuan Su, whose interests are tied to Xuan Yuan. He has invested heavily and it is difficult for him to withdraw his investment."

"Shebi Shi, Doumu Yuanjun, and the Buddhist sect are colluding... This is something you can't afford to offend the Lord of Destiny, otherwise, if the Heavenly Bank comes to audit the accounts, you'll be lucky to escape with your life."

"Ru Shou, Fellow Daoist Taiyuan... Yuanshi Tianzun has placed his bets on the Human Emperor, and your relationship with him is ambiguous, so it's not good to betray him."

"It goes without saying that Jumang is Princess Yuanhuang."

"..."

The Golden Mother said softly, "None of these Ancestral Witches are simple."

Either you are not simple.

Either their background is complicated.

Either he himself is a powerful figure in the Taiyi sect, or his background includes a Heavenly Saint or an unparalleled human emperor.

"In the end, we ancestral witches all went our separate ways, each pursuing our own careers." The Golden Mother said calmly, "As former comrades, I can't force you to stay and let the investments we've made go to waste."

"That is, me."

"I have no plans for the future, nor do I have any vested interests... In that case, let me go and die with Nuwa's cause."

"Houtu and I... should be the last surviving ancestral witches."

Jinmu's expression suddenly brightened, revealing a smile. "Perhaps in future records, all the Ancestral Witches, except for her and me, will have died in battle."

"Only the two of us, together with the remaining members of the witch clan, are recorded in the songs of the common people as losers."

Some people, though they "die," are merely changing their appearance, thriving under a completely new identity, and winning big.

Some people, they live, but that's all they live for; they're nailed to the shelf of losers, and their lives are worse than death.

Death is not necessarily a failure; life is not necessarily a victory.

The ancestral witches remained silent.

After a long while, someone finally spoke up to offer some words of comfort.

However, it was at this very moment!

"I won't let you die."

"My cause doesn't need any casualties."

The soft whispers echoed in everyone's ears.

In an instant!

The ancestral witches and powerful beings all felt a chill run down their spines.

That sound!

It did not originate from any direction, but rather from the depths of their bloodline as ancestral witches!

And... it's Nuwa's voice!

"Empress Nuwa!" The Queen Mother's face showed unprecedented joy.

"Little Wa!" Di Jiang was moved and exclaimed the name in a trembling voice.

"Big Sister?!" Tian Wu Kunpeng's face turned green—this wasn't in the script!

……

At this moment, not a single ancestral witch remained unmoved.

"I think you should rethink your wording and reconsider the issue of taking sides."

Blood surged, divine voices boomed, as if an unparalleled deity sat at the source of ancient history, overlooking era after era, and issued a decree: "Even Fuxi was not omnipotent!"

"Taoism! Buddhism! Taiyuan! Doumu!"

"If you can cooperate with Fuxi, why can't you cooperate with me?!"

"Xihe!"

"I am also one of the Demon Emperors, qualified to care for the remnants of the demon race and protect you!"

Nuwa's contingency plan was activated, and the deeply hidden consciousness within the Pangu essence blood of the Ancestral Witches was revived, causing the bodies of those Ancestral Witches to tremble and become unable to move.

Only when enlightenment is too easy can one barely struggle a little.

This is the shackle of cause and effect!

The strong may disregard cause and effect for the weak, but the weak cannot ignore the cause and effect emanating from the strong.

However, the Wu Clan's heritage also contains a portion of the essence blood of the Taihao Heavenly Emperor, which is now also regaining its divine power, attempting to counter Nuwa's backup plan... But Nuwa came prepared and gained the upper hand!

With a casual remark, she forced the ordinary ancestral witches to reconsider their stance and reorganize their wording.

At the same time, Nuwa was also dealing with those powerful figures of the Taiyi Kingdom.

Dijiang! Zhulong! Gonggong! Kunpeng! Jumang!

This lineup is exceptionally strong.

But... is she afraid?

"As for Gonggong... a defeated general, yet he dares to claim bravery?"

"Take care of yourself first!"

Nuwa's cold words caused a temporal upheaval, and the timeline shifted.

There was once a peak battle, a battle in which Nuwa realized the Dao of her own body and fruition, and she literally split the Azure Dragon Great Sage in two!

At this moment, with the surging will of Nuwa, the consequences of Canglong's defeat immediately erupted... The origin of the primordial world trembled, and one great Dao after another transformed into tangible shackles, binding Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, and resonating with the restless essence of Pangu's blood, pulling him into the long river of time!

It was almost the same tragedy that occurred when the Dragon Ancestor was at the beginning of the post-Lich era, being suppressed alive under the primordial chaos!

"No!"

The Great Sage of Azure Dragon roared and struggled desperately... But how could he resist the attacks of Pangu and the rules previously established by humanity?

They were captured on the spot!

"Kunpeng!"

Nuwa's grinding of her teeth left Tianwu Ancestral Witch, Kunpeng Great Sage, and all the other gods numb, frozen in place, too afraid to move an inch.

Nuwa felt ashamed looking at the Kunpeng and didn't bother to say anything to it, leaving it aside to deal with later.

By then...

The Kun is so large that it cannot be contained in a single cauldron!

The roc is so big, it can fit two barbecue grills!

Absolutely!

"Jumang!" Nuwa sighed softly, her heart filled with unspeakable worries. "Sister Yuanhuang, would you be willing to help me?"

"Me? Well... I'm a fence-sitter, a mascot. I'll side with whichever side is stronger." Jumang, the Ancestral Witch, smiled slightly. "Right now, you're stronger, so I'll stick with you."

Such a straightforward statement left even Nuwa speechless.

With a sigh, she immediately shifted the gun's aim, pointing it at Dijiang and Zhulong.

The bloodline essence of the Ancestral Witches is burning, and the essence blood of Pangu is "poisonous," which is meant to imprison and restrain them.

"Dijiang, how are you feeling?"

"Surprised or not?"

"Surprising, isn't it?"

"In the end, I'm the one who calls the shots in the Witch Clan!"

Nuwa's will was indifferent, and so she made her judgment.

"You're quite the liaison, and you even have Taihao's henchmen lurking behind the scenes... Too bad, this is my era!"

Blood boiled, and the aura of Pangu spread, but this was not a good thing; it became a calamity.

The two great ancestral witches of time and space are facing calamity at this moment!

"I underestimated you..." Di Jiang's eyes held a hint of surprise and admiration, then he decisively joined forces with the Great Sage Zhulong, "Break through! Break out!"

"Her true form will be restrained by Taihao. Even if she has laid a trap, it has its limits... We still have a chance!"

"Alright!" exclaimed the Great Sage Candle Dragon, "What kind of mess is this?"

That's true, but he cooperated perfectly.

"Endless time and space! Eternal freedom!"

This is the characteristic of the Great Luo, which has now been brought to its peak by the combined efforts of the two supreme beings of time and space. In an instant, it has acquired the most transcendent aura, breaking the norm and transcending all constraints.

It speeds through the void of time, reaching everywhere and beyond, elusive and unpredictable.

"Escape? Where can you escape to?" Nuwa's will, contained within Pangu's essence blood, slowly manifested, becoming almost tangible. "Kunpeng, you're in charge of dealing with Zhulong."

"As for Dijiang..." She gritted her teeth in hatred for this ancestral witch, "I will make you know my wrath!"

"To replace you, to suppress you... the treatment Rahu received will be your fate!"

"Raise your eyebrows!"

Nuwa spoke softly.

"Your Majesty Nuwa!"

A simple, ancient Taoist priest with silver hair and eyebrows appeared silently and respectfully.

"go!"

"Arrest Dijiang and bring him to justice, dead or alive!"

"Yes, sir!" The demon god who had once blocked the Dao Ancestor smiled and left.

The series of sudden changes startled the other ancestral witches.

Nuwa, how terrifying!

The powerful anti-Houtu group suffered a terrible purge of its key members in a very short time!

The five major Taiyi states either surrendered, fled, or were suppressed... all of them failed miserably!

"What are your choices?"

Nuwa's will looked back and issued a final ultimatum to the remaining ancestral witches.

"We'd rather die than surrender!"

Lei Ze Da Sheng replied, his neck stiff.

"Then go die!"

Nuwa had been holding back a great deal of resentment, and at this moment she vented it all.

With a single wisp of her Daoist thought, she pressed down with her jade palm, enough to kill even a top-tier master of supernatural powers!

"puff!"

Blood blossoms bloom, and the Great Sage Lei Ze sheds blood across mountains and rivers!

This is a classic example of making an example of someone to warn others.

In an instant, the remaining ancestral witches all realized who was in charge at this moment.

"The primordial world... has truly changed!"

The banner of the witch fluttered through the years, more radiant than ever before.

This faction's fate has burned to its limit... It may create glory, but it may also... perish!

……

"really."

"A coup d'état within the Witch Clan is not very reliable."

"In the end, only the appearance of the Five Heavenly Emperors can suppress the last resistance."

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

From the depths of humanity's origin, Feng Xi emerges, revealing her true self, the only one!

(End of this chapter)