The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 843 It's not that our army didn't try hard enough, but that the enemy was too cunning!

Standing behind the curtain of history, nestled in the darkness of nothingness.

Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes?

In the chaotic years and distorted moments, there exists a goddess, whose skill rivals creation and whose artistry is divine, who challenges fate and confronts the most formidable player of all time.

By adjusting her own appearance and changing how others perceived her, she gradually changed and became a different persona.

Her unparalleled spiritual attainment gave her the confidence to deceive the heavens and steal the sun, to choke fate, and to stand tall with unyielding spirit.

"Xuanyuan, I want to thank you..."

"As it turns out, villains shouldn't talk too much..."

She murmured, "Once I have subdued Fuxi, I will surely award you a great medal."

"...Once I understand the foundation that the Crimson Emperor is referring to, everything will be settled."

Once the disguise was complete and she was certain it was flawless and impossible to detect, she set off.

"Green Emperor! Red Emperor! Yellow Emperor! White Emperor! Black Emperor!"

"The Five-Colored Human Race, the Five Heavenly Emperors!"

"Every Heavenly Emperor should have his own greatest achievements, shining brightly and prominently throughout the ages."

Together they shaped the annals of the primordial world, becoming the stage of history... The five colors, five directions, and five elements, their cycle of birth and death, are sufficient to represent the will of the primordial world!

"The Green Emperor created heaven and earth, the Yellow Emperor unified the world, the White Emperor commanded all races, the Black Emperor held the reins of heaven... only the Red Emperor!"

"He...hid it very well."

Walking along the secluded path of time, only fleeting words remain, vanishing into the passage of time.

"But, it doesn't matter."

"The fox's tail will eventually be revealed..."

"I wonder if this has anything to do with my loyal and trusted general?"

"I hope not... otherwise, I'll be very sad..."

"Although this will also be an advantage for me, I can leave a backdoor for countermeasures and directly seize any trace of his existence..."

One stone tablet after another was gathered, held in her hands, inscribed on them, and then scattered randomly, letting them drift aimlessly.

This is a move to alert the enemy, and also a final warning.

Some of these are related to Emperor Yan.

Although no names were mentioned.

But... after so many years together, who doesn't understand whom?

Especially for those who have a relationship with their ruler, becoming close confidants is based on exchanging sincerity for sincerity, and they know too many personal details.

When disguise is required, this will become the easiest test question.

Written in just a few words, it truly conveys a sense of wanting to say something but holding back, a desire to say something but holding back, as if it has said everything yet said nothing at all.

The "broken" and "terrible" warnings are just simple warnings.

As for the specific details?

Then the finder is encouraged to use their imagination to come up with a plausible scenario.

The power at the level of Pangu, though faint, truly exists, severing all cause and effect.

Those who cannot see the details will naturally not understand, and will only regard it as an ancient relic, the resentment of creatures in the past who were unwilling to accept defeat.

Only those who know the details will be amazed.

If you have something to hide, you'll make even more money.

The devil is in the details.

of course!

Emperor Yan was not the only one to receive such special treatment.

In any case, as long as they were top-tier powerhouses, giants with the strength to be emperors of their own realm, Nuwa left traces of them with the power of Pangu, based on her understanding of them, and they drifted away with the tides of time.

Such figures are few and far between; in the entire prehistoric world, there are only three to five.

However, in general, Emperor Yan is still the most outstanding.

After all... the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor!

Perhaps the only thing that could still give Nuwa confidence was that, although Emperor Yan was outstanding, he did not seem to have held any crucial power.

Unlike the Green Emperor, Black Emperor, and White Emperor, and in terms of the power of the human race, he did not ultimately prevail like the Yellow Emperor.

It's optional.

"Ugh!"

So much sorrow, so much worry, it's all incredibly complicated.

Ultimately, they all vanished in the winds of time, becoming nothing more than fleeting dreams.

……

"Am I late?"

"Are you late?"

Feng Xi stood in a desolate space-time world, where all cause and effect had been erased.

He seemed confused about the current situation, looking around at his surroundings with distress and bewilderment.

However, as time went by, he began to smile in a way that was neither a smile nor a frown.

As if long-forgotten memories were being unleashed and fragmented perceptions were being reconstructed, his expression gained a touch of mystery.

"It's not that our army didn't try hard enough, but that the enemy was too cunning..."

He sighed, a slight smile playing on his lips, "This is absolutely not my fault!"

"I received a mysterious letter, which made me anxious and fearful, afraid that something had gone wrong. So I set off cautiously, and traveled a little slowly... That's perfectly reasonable!"

"How could someone as honest and simple-minded as me, with such mediocre intelligence, possibly play the game of sitting on the sidelines watching the tigers fight, waiting for them to both be exhausted before reaping the benefits and taking control of the situation?"

"Why would I risk everything, helping Nuwa by making her a weapon?"

"I will always support the wise guidance of my elder brother Fuxi and my elder brother Qingdi!"

"There's no way I would intentionally give Nuwa the cheat sheet to enlighten her and let her gloat at home, while secretly setting her up in a trap... Once she's on the roof, I'd pull out the ladder, creating irrefutable evidence of her climbing and tearing off the roof..."

"after all……"

"I'm just a stand-in!"

"I have all the alibis, and I also have Comrade Luo Hou, the temporary worker..."

"So, could I be the one who caused the problem?"

"Absolutely not!"

Feng Xi's smile grew even brighter.

He stood at the last spot where Haotian had disappeared, and suddenly reached out and "scooped up" a precious mirror from who-knows-where.

The former Kunlun Wonderland!

The Golden Mother provided support to the Eastern Emperor, but unfortunately, Fuxi had already colluded with the human world.

After changing hands several times and undergoing a major upgrade, replicating the primordial world and being refined by humanity, it has long since become a supreme artifact, infinitely wondrous.

It has accomplished many great things.

Under the control of two major behind-the-scenes manipulators, it became both powerful and submissive, helplessly embarking on a performance from which there was no turning back, going down a dark path.

In the end, it broke into the chaotic era, and under a willow tree, it reversed truth and falsehood, and confused reality and illusion.

The raccoon replaced the prince.

Within the precious mirror, a divine willow tree appeared, real and without falsehood.

If such a secret were to be revealed, it would surely shake the world.

Because this overturned too many things—

Who exactly is Yangmei, who is receiving Nuwa's command to replace the first Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch?!

"A clever deception..."

"Everyone, which floor are you all standing on?"

Feng Xi smiled indifferently, and the willow tree was taken out, leaving only the mirror body. He threw it into the river of time, where it transformed into a guardian, saving the Xuanming Ancestral Witch who was almost killed by the Black Emperor at the critical moment.

He still has some humanity.

Poor Nuwa, she only had one ancestral witch willing to die for her cause, and she was her best friend... No matter what, she couldn't die under his control.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to explain later.

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

Otherwise, a Pangu, the creator saint, would be endlessly entangled with humanity and the human way, constantly appealing and causing chaos in the Pangu board of directors...

Feng Xi felt that he was most likely going crazy.

"A single chip, a meager sum of money... I'm not having an easy time either."

"I hope that after Sister Nuwa vents her anger on my brother, she can understand my predicament and let things slide."

"The Five Heavenly Emperors, their fates sealed, their achievements complete..."

"Tsk..."

Feng Xi shook his head.

"We're all actors; who will have the last laugh?"

"It's all just an act; how many of them are truly innocent?"

"I hope it doesn't end up being a brother-sister doubles brawl, where they just pin me to the ground and beat me up..."

"well……"

A sigh, a hint of smugness, and a touch of melancholy.

The turbulent waves of time eventually swallowed his figure.

Only one brilliant light, integrated into the rise and fall of humanity, exists alongside all living beings, bearing their joy and carrying their sorrow.

He is neither purely good nor purely evil, but merely a delicate wisp of gray, chasing a brighter tomorrow amidst the chaos of the world.

This would be enough to comfort the countless souls of the departed.

……

The players are all making their moves.

Those chess players who survived until the end of their era were all working hard to wait and guide the game, hoping to turn the tide in their favor.

Taihao was waiting, waiting for the Five Heavenly Emperors to cut off Nuwa's escape route, turning the once wise and powerful Nuwa into a has-been leader, and finally suppressing her with ease.

Nuwa is waiting, waiting for the conspiracy of the Five Heavenly Emperors to be fully exposed, for all the pieces of the puzzle to be clear, so that she can try to seize this Dao Fruit, completely dominate all ages, and sweep away the chaos of the world.

Feng Xi is also waiting... He awakened in this era, suffering from the torment of his conscience, and finally wanted to find a way to have the best of both worlds... This is not easy; he has to lure Nuwa into the trap and let her take the bait herself.

Who will be the first to get restless?

As it turned out, Nuwa was the first to become restless.

After all, many of those ancient god-warriors who died in battle were her followers!

Nuwa ultimately softened her heart.

When the God of War shed his blood on the mountains and rivers, fighting to his last breath, he could no longer stand up.

When the local government was trampled by Emperor Hong, the former order was overturned, and all traces of Fengdu vanished.

Finally, a roar shook the heavens and the universe.

"The Yellow Emperor!"

"You're so aggressive, do you really think no one can stop you?!"

As the river of time burst its banks and the ages shattered, the will of Nuwa, clad in armor and wielding a divine sword, descended, her boundless and brilliant celestial light illuminating eternity and severing the moment of the end of an era.

Xuanyuan looked at her, his eyebrows slightly raised, showing both joy and regret.

He found it difficult to clearly describe the complexity of his feelings.

As someone who knows all of Nuwa's cards, he understands very well that if Nuwa can continue to sit idly by and watch her subordinates sacrifice themselves, she might be able to win the whole game and become the one who dominates the era.

Unfortunately... she couldn't hold on, calmly sacrificing all her subordinates to wait for an answer to surface.

However, Xuanyuan was also somewhat gratified.

It is precisely because of Nuwa's virtuous character that she can become a warm conscience in this era, isn't that right?

After a moment of silence, Xuanyuan calmed his inner turmoil and responded to Nuwa's reprimand with composure, nodding, "Yes, that's what I think. Her Majesty Nuwa is right."

"I will sever the era, end the age of the ancient gods, and make the innate gods merely a title of honor, no longer able to wield the power of wanton conquest."

"Realistically speaking, I want to make it so that no one in the world can control me, and no one can control humanity!"

"Even Pangu?!" Nuwa exclaimed softly.

"Exactly!" Xuanyuan nodded. "I will climb step by step to the highest point, so that no one will dare to look down on humanity, or on the human race!"

"Who dares to boast of courage before me?"

"They're all younger brothers!"

"None of them can fight...including you, Goddess Nuwa!" He smiled faintly, "No... that's not right."

"You're not a younger brother, you should be a younger sister."

"How dare you bully me, you brat!" Nuwa's eyebrows shot up, her killing intent palpable.

Can she stand this?

She just finished playing with the ancient artifact!

Fuxi has been showing off for years, and now she's come knocking on his door to settle things... This whole mess is still unresolved, and another fearless person has jumped out?!

"I'm just stating a fact."

The Yellow Emperor gently brandished the Xuanyuan Sword, the longsword humming, its cold light piercing through the Three Realms and Six Paths. "We know our own affairs... Don't think that just because you defeated Hongjun, succeeded in overthrowing the heavens, and became Pangu, you can't remember that half of your military achievements were mine."

"How could you possibly win without me?"

"So I respect you, but I'm not afraid of you... even if you were Pangu, so what?"

"If you want to interfere in the conflict between humans and witches, or the power of gods and men, I will still have to argue with you about it."

Di Hong frankly admitted, "It is true that the ancient gods followed you, but weren't humans also creations you once made?"

"Even if the Witch Clan exists, wasn't your initial thought that the Witch Clan was the vanguard of the human race?"

"Countless members of the Witch Clan used the souls of human heroes, traversing time, and combined them with the minuscule blood of Pangu to achieve their goal... In the end, they even acted as delivery packages, allowing the true blood of Pangu to flow into the human race."

"In the end, the shaman is a man, and the man is a shaman; there is no difference."

"Perhaps the ones who truly distinguish the two races, and who deliberately differentiate them, are those... the Great Shamans! The Ancestral Shamans!"

"Their interests have diverged from those of the human leader."

"Therefore, they would not be willing to obey the Emperor's orders and would not be willing to withdraw from the stage of the times."

"I can understand... but that doesn't mean I'll accept it."

"The war is over!"

"The military commander should step down to the second line, shift the focus of the new era's development, and heal the wounds left on humanity by the Lich Era."

Faced with Nuwa's anger, Xuanyuan calmly responded, "This should not be subject to anyone's will; we cannot continue our militaristic expansion."

"They want to gain more benefits? Fine."

"But the rules have to be the way I say they are."

"If you're unwilling... then let's settle this on the battlefield!"

Emperor Hong is not afraid of battle.

He was also a ruthless man who emerged from the flames of war, having killed countless people and schemed for millennia.

During the reign of Emperor Yan, he established the cycle of reincarnation and united the demon race.

Furthermore, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was buried, and with the blood of an era, a sword was wielded to shatter the Heavenly Dao for humanity—a killing move that would have been enough to support the backbone and pride of humanity even without Nuwa's unexpected ascension to the Dao and Pangu's enlightenment!

During the reign of the Yellow Emperor, he waged war throughout the entire post-Witchcraft era, step by step bringing an end to the Heavenly Court.

Just as he said to Nuwa.

His half of the medals of victory for humanity in this era belongs to the human race.

(End of this chapter)