The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 842 The Elegy of the Witch Clan, From Falsehood to Reality

"I've been on guard against the mischief of you Twelve Ancestral Witches for a long time, and I've been waiting for you!"

"For whom were the Five Heavenly Emperors established? They were for you!"

Emperor Hong's voice resonated through the ages: "If you twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan are of one mind, then the outcome is still uncertain."

"pity!"

"Houtu, you followed the strategy of 'pacifying the interior before resisting external aggression,' launching a violent coup that eliminated the factions of Dijiang and Gonggong... This is both your strength and your weakness!"

"You've cut off your own arm, how can you possibly contend with me now?"

"Just those remaining ancestral witches to fill the ranks?"

"Faced with us, the Five Heavenly Emperors, their only fate is defeat and death!"

Di Hong's tone was cold. As the main person in charge of burying the witch clan, he was ruthless and showed no mercy.

"The Ancestral Witch Jumang and the Great Sage Yuanhuang are under the supervision of the Azure Emperor."

"The ancestral witch Zhurong and the primordial goddess Xihe are to be dealt with by the White Emperor."

"Golden Mother, Taiyuan, Doumu... are entrusted to the Black Emperor."

"I should thank you..." Di Hong said, his words cutting to the bone. "These people were all forced into this situation by you, and had no choice but to join my side."

"If it weren't for your exceptional abilities—ending the Heavenly Court, killing Hongjun, and forcing Fuxi into a desperate situation... I think it wouldn't have been an easy task to build this team!"

"A losers' alliance? An Avengers' alliance? Heh!" Di Hong chuckled. "In the end, it created the anti-witch clan alliance."

"So, Houtu, you should admit defeat... You can't turn the tide!"

"Even if I gave you the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to help you achieve the Dao of Pangu, what good would it do?"

"You had barely become Pangu when Taihao summoned you for a talk!"

"You can't interfere with anything!"

"I will help you attain enlightenment and settle your debt of gratitude to humanity... From now on, the cause and effect will be cleared, and I will owe you nothing."

"I solemnly remind you... you should just admit defeat!"

"In that case, I can guarantee you a decent ending; otherwise... it would be embarrassing for both of us, so what's the point?"

The Emperor sighed softly.

Unfortunately, the person he was negotiating with wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin.

Houtu, the ancestral witch, was so stubborn that she would never admit defeat.

A strange light flashed in her eyes, gone in an instant, while her words were filled with unwavering determination and stubbornness.

"Do you think I'm at my wit's end?"

"not yet!"

"I will not admit defeat!"

In the underworld, Houtu roared, "Even if we fight to the last soldier... as long as Nuwa defeats Taihao and we can turn the tide, everything can be salvaged!"

"Heh..." Xuanyuan chuckled, "Nuwa can defeat Fuxi? I ​​don't quite believe it."

"But even if we win, what then?"

"With Taihao's abilities, I believe he can hold out for a very, very long time... long enough for your place to collapse first, and then it will just be a repeat of what happened back then, just like when Taihao was forced to abdicate."

"after all……"

"My colleagues suppressed their respective ancestral witches... with far too much ease!"

In the midst of their laughter and conversation, the mountains and rivers trembled.

The fierce battle shook the ages.

That was a fierce battle between top-tier supernatural beings, a bloody struggle!

The Ancestral Witches and the Heavenly Emperor, at the moment of their decisive battle to bring an era to a close!

But as Di Hong commented... the gap is too big!

Like the Black Emperor... even if he can't run rampant in his complete form, just a brand new alt identity, he breathes fresh air out of the Purple Cloud Palace.

However, with a casual gesture, the Xuanming Ancestral Witch was so badly beaten that he quit the game on the spot!

If someone hadn't considered Kunlun Mirror's helpful assistance and saved her life... she would have died on the spot!

The gap was too large; it was almost a one-sided battle.

In Phoenix Perch Mountain, the Azure Emperor's Dharma Body suppressed the Ancestral Witch Jumang.

Above the sun, the White Emperor pressed down with one hand, causing the Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong's lips to twitch, and he sighed as he retreated to the ends of the earth in defeat.

The starry sky is vast and the primordial energy is ethereal. They joined forces to fight, but were mercilessly crushed by the deepest and most empty source of heaven and earth, and were on the verge of collapse.

"See!"

"We'll have results soon."

Di Hong said slowly, "Unless your true form can return at the fastest speed... but how is that possible?"

"The battle between Pangu and his forces is destined to last a long time... unless you can launch a sneak attack."

"There is no hope of ambushing someone like Taihao Fuxi... unless we do something unexpected when he is at his most complacent, like switching the beams and pillars under his nose."

"Did Fuxi dare to raise you freely and allow you to attain enlightenment... Was he foolish? He wasn't foolish; he was confident."

"He had already assembled his team long ago, waiting for you to become the immortal Pangu, so that you would understand why the flowers are so red and why your brother is your brother."

"We, the Five Heavenly Emperors, owe our achievements to this, to some extent. We cut off your escape route, leaving you to fight alone in the end, and your defeat was inevitable."

He shook his head, telling Houtu to give up on that idea.

"Man proposes, God disposes." Houtu's gaze flashed with an eerie light for a moment. "The Five Heavenly Emperors, is that it?"

"Humans, right? Demon Emperor, right? Heavenly Dao, right? Heavenly Emperor, right?"

"I created the human race, and I was once the goddess Nuwa. I have just severed the Heavenly Dao... When I created the world, I also received the merit of creation and the essence of Pangu's blood!"

"You people all have a direct causal relationship with me..." Houtu's tone shifted slightly for a moment, as if a flash of inspiration had crossed her mind, revealing how crazy and audacious it was, making her tremble.

In the past, she would have dared to think about it, but not dared to do it.

Because she had suffered too many beatings from society, she always lost no matter what she did. Her brother would smile and point out her weaknesses and flaws, and beat her to a pulp.

But today...

"...I can make you great, and I can destroy you!"

"If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you countless times!"

Houtu's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't planned anything at all, only showing her determination.

"This is my era!"

"My era, my rules!"

"So what if they are the Five Heavenly Emperors?!"

She roared angrily, "The Banner of the Common People! The Road to the Underworld!"

"Determining life and death, governing humanity!"

At her call, a banner flew out from the ages, shaking the very life force of all living beings.

Another ancient stone path extends from the deepest part of the underworld, crossing the hearts of all spirits.

At this moment, the power of life and death stole all attention and became the focus of the universe.

With Nuwa's attainment of enlightenment and Pangu's enlightenment, the symbols of creation and reincarnation underwent extraordinary interpretations... just as Fuxi created the Hetu and Luoshu!

"The rise and fall of humanity, the cycle of the universe... the order of heaven and earth is in my hands!"

"The Heavenly Emperor? Don't even think about stirring up trouble!"

With Houtu's decree, the cycle of life and death was suppressed in heaven and earth and time. The five Heavenly Emperors who had attacked the Ancestral Witches were all suppressed, preventing them from acting so recklessly!

The situation reached a stalemate for a time. The Ancestral Witches, though defeated, did not collapse and managed to hold back the Heavenly Emperors.

However, that's still not enough.

Those Heavenly Emperors, which one of them wasn't a master of the Taiyi level?

The Ancestral Witches' bloodbath, risking everything in the conquest, could only divert the main damage dealers... The remaining, even the slightest aftershock, was enough to kill or cripple too many Great Witches.

Moreover...

These Heavenly Emperors have no martial virtue.

I love crushing noobs.

Unable to overcome the formidable challenge of the Ancestral Witches, they would seize the opportunity to randomly kill one or two other "lucky ones," sending them to their doom.

As a result, everyone on the battlefield felt insecure.

At this point, there were no better options; they could only risk their lives.

Only by enduring the darkest and most difficult time can hope be ushered in.

"My people! My men!"

Houtu struck the most ancient and weathered war drum of the Wu tribe, shaking the universe and awakening the fighting blood surging within every Wu. "The times are critical! Are you willing to fight one last battle for me?"

"If you don't wish to, you may leave on your own; I will not hold a grudge!"

"If you're willing, let's live and die together, and raise our swords against the cold-blooded and ruthless emperor!"

Houtu roared in anger.

"willing!"

The most resolute words rang out, emanating from one ancient god-warrior after another who had fought bloody battles across the eight wastelands: "We are willing to die for Her Majesty Houtu!"

"Slay the wicked! Slay the emperor!"

"You will die," Houtu said quietly.

"I would die without regret, to repay the kindness that has shown me such favor!"

Battle formations rose one after another; the great shamans were fighting desperately!

They fought fiercely and spontaneously, forming organized battles. Some risked their lives to fight against overwhelming odds, using their lives to block a large number of the Five Heavenly Emperors' direct forces, and were willing to shed their blood on the battlefield.

Some, however, ignited the potential of life and attacked the Heavenly Emperor, who was unprincipled in martial arts and roamed freely everywhere.

A great shaman, wielding a shield and axe, charged directly at Xuanyuan.

There was also a top-tier shaman who was originally from the Jiuli lineage of the human race and had already become a king with the title Chi You. He could have easily switched sides, but he resolutely raised the banner of overthrowing the human emperor, leading eighty brothers and comrades-in-arms with the will to die, without the slightest hesitation or retreat.

Someone else sighed, drew his bow and nocked an arrow, the bow forming a full moon shape, and shot out a stunning arrow that eclipsed the sun and moon and dimmed the stars, a replay of the legendary feat of shooting down ten suns. The arrow was aimed at the White Emperor, drawing his hatred to its limit. The effect was outstanding, causing the White Emperor's pupils to contract, and he sneered, vowing to kill him and stop slaughtering newbies.

……

One after another, great shamans took action, attempting to reverse the situation. They sacrificed their lives to defeat the peerless human emperor and the five heavenly emperors, endured the darkest time, rescued Houtu who was suppressed in the cycle of reincarnation, and awaited the return of the goddess Nuwa.

Compared to some opportunistic Ancestral Witches who flit from side to side like reeds, these Ancestral Witches are endearingly loyal.

They don't worry about how Pangu will be in the future—because it's too far away from them. Only when it reaches or approaches that level will they consider it and determine their stance.

But this also makes it seem more pure; a scholar will die for one who understands him.

Nuwa bestowed great favors upon them, and they had all been kind to her. Naturally, they fought to the death, beheading the emperor and punishing the wicked!

Seeing this scene, Di Hong remained silent for a moment, and did not attack the Underworld, devour the cycle of reincarnation, or suppress Houtu any further.

After a long while, he let out a soft sigh, seemingly quite melancholy and full of thoughts, "Not bad, not bad."

"Houtu... Your wisdom and strategies sometimes make me anxious."

"But I now need to admit that you also have your strengths."

"By uniting people's hearts and taking care of his subordinates, he can gain their respect. Even now, there are still people willing to die for him and risk their lives for him... This is no less than that of the Taihao Heavenly Emperor."

"As a wise person, you are not qualified."

"But as a leader, I can give you a very high score."

"It's a pity... Although I was deeply moved, in the end, we still had to suppress the power of the Witch Clan and mark the end of the era of the Primordial Ancient Gods."

The Emperor raised his sword.

He was deeply moved, but still ruthless in his actions.

The sword light was dazzling, cleaving through eternity, possessing supreme offensive power.

The great sorcerer Xingtian, who was wielding his axe and shield, was instantly mortally wounded by this sword, and his head was severed and fell at the foot of a mountain in the primordial land.

Leading his followers and abandoning his identity as the King of Jiuli, the Great Shaman Chi You returned to become the captain of the Houtu Ancestral Shaman's guard. The battle was equally tragic, with blood flowing through the mountains and rivers, and the entire shaman was split in two.

……

This was an incredibly fierce and brutal battle.

Even with the suppression of Samsara and Houtu, Di Hong remained incomparably powerful, slaughtering powerful witches as easily as crushing vegetables, and no matter how many came, they could not shake him in the slightest.

Even so, those great shamans never gave up.

Xingtian's head was severed and could not heal from the sword wound, so he abandoned the head, transformed his body, used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, roared, and charged forward again.

Chi You pieced together his mangled body, his eyes wide with rage, raised his battle sword, and fought relentlessly.

……

Every inch of our land was bought with blood!

Such a tragic scene would move even the Five Heavenly Emperors.

"Kill! Go ahead and kill!"

A great shaman roared, "Let's see if your swords are sharper and hurt us more, or if our hearts are more resolute and capable of creating miracles!"

If the body is shattered, then let the soul roar and charge forward.

If the soul withers, then let the obsession burn, even if it only wrinkles the sleeves of the enemy.

They have traversed countless mountains and rivers, even conquered the Heavenly Court, and never shied away from death... Today, facing an even more powerful enemy, they dare to unsheathe their swords!

Regardless of justice, they simply followed their hearts, their commander, and fought for Nuwa until their last breath.

Anyone who witnessed this scene would likely question who is truly righteous and idealistic.

The battle raged on, mountains and rivers were swept away, and stars were cut down... The ancient and eternal Buzhou Mountain, after being eroded by countless self-destructions, was shaking as if it would collapse at any moment!

No, it's not just "as if".

It's really pouring!

"boom!"

The river of time roars, the moments of time shift, and the Milky Way surges, penetrating the barriers of the heavens!

Mount Buzhou emitted light, and a large crack appeared in its body without anyone noticing, appearing through time—a bizarre and mysterious phenomenon!

The origin of Heaven's Dao is in turmoil. What kind of "history" is unfolding? In the depths of the long river of time, the Dragon Ancestor, who was originally suppressed by the primordial world, is dragged out and whipped like a corpse. It is time for it to face its tribulation!

Various dramatic changes are unfolding, the fate of humanity is in turmoil, and something big is about to happen... But even so, nothing can overshadow the brilliance of the bloody battle between humans and witches at this moment. It is a clash of ideals and aspirations that has shattered eternity!

"Your blood will not have been shed in vain... I will avenge you... Fuxi... Xuanyuan..."

Houtu, in the underworld, struggled against Di Hong's encroachment, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten.

How could we tolerate the killing of so many loyal underlings?

hatred!

I hate it!

She was extremely resentful and wanted to do something.

As she wished, the ever-changing light of time shifted at a certain point, cleaving open the ages of time, and thus began.

……

"I think I understand something..."

"There was a dark hand lurking in the shadows... yet it also manifested a miraculous light."

Some people trek through the years, and at uncertain junctures, the past, present, and future are all in disarray.

"The Five Heavenly Emperors... taken together, they seem to point to Pangu?"

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Stand at the end of this road, and leap in?"

"Just like the Azure Dragon's elaborate schemes, in the end, they became my wedding dress..."

"Human Emperor, Demon Emperor, Dao Ancestor, Heavenly Emperor..."

"They're all related to me, seemingly replaceable, replicable... They're counterfeits, yet they can be forged into the real thing..."

"However, I'm still missing a few pieces of the puzzle..."

"but……"

"Almost there...almost there..."

(End of this chapter)