Chapter 86: Powerful Artifact

The Demon Race has experienced such massive turmoil that even the Heavenly Destiny Golden Crow has manifested.

In Honghuang, this situation usually signifies a powerful enemy invasion that directly threatens the Heavenly Court, the heartland of the Demon Race.

Within the Wu Clan, the Twelve Demon Gods witnessed the scene, each one extremely agitated.

Zhu Song leapt up first, shouting joyfully, "Excellent, those two feathered birds have finally received the punishment they deserve."

His gaze burned onto the golden light in the sky, his face beaming with satisfaction. Zhu Jiuyin nodded in agreement, speculating that this power might be the Saint's descent, and proposed utterly eliminating the enemy.

At the same time, Ru Shou frowned and thought, "The one who acted this time is probably Nüwa, the Lady," he analyzed calmly:

"The Demon Race truly brings about its own ruin; they just dealt with Zhou Yi's matter, and now they turn to oppose the new race created by Nüwa. After the lesson from the previous Zhou Yi incident, how could the opponent let them succeed so easily?"

Hou Tu pondered deeply, this is a display of the Saint's power; if our Wu Clan faces such an opponent, how should we respond? Can the Heavenly God Sha Formation withstand it?

Shui Shen said impatiently, "Let's go see the Demon Race's current predicament; it would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity."

The others also thought the remark reasonable.

Under these circumstances, everyone decided to go watch the spectacle, and if the chance arose, deliver a fatal blow to the Demon Race, crushing them completely.

Even the usually most steady Di Hong was persuaded, nodding in agreement.

Thus, the twelve of them swiftly traversed layer upon layer of space, racing at top speed toward the Demon Race's territory.

At that moment, Human Race's Zhou Yi opened his eyes, two sword‑like golden gazes piercing through the layers of space, witnessing the massive upheaval in the Demon Court.

A hint of a mocking smile curled at his mouth, then he said, "It seems Nüwa has indeed learned the lesson this time and will not let something like this happen again to me."

"What a pity, I still thought you would be persuaded again by Mi Xi."

Just then, Lin Dong rushed in from outside, asking, "What's happening out there? Such a commotion."

At that moment, Li Dong was clearly also excited by the lively scene.

Zhou Yi noticed his eager expression, smiling, "What's up, you also want to go watch the spectacle?"

Lin Dong gave an awkward smile, evidently giving his assent.

That hit the spot, so Zhou Yi said no more, simply waved his hand lightly; a beam of light enveloped the two and flew toward the Demon Race's direction.

At the same time, other strong beings in Honghuang also sprang into action; those with lower cultivation used spells to observe from afar, while the mightier headed straight to the scene.

The Demon Race has roamed Honghuang for ages; now such a huge incident has arisen, and there are many who simply come to watch the fun or to seize the chance to strike from the shadows.

For a moment, the Heavenly Court became unusually bustling, with forces from all sides gathering here.

Taiyi Shen and Di Qu clenched their teeth, barely supporting the pressure that felt like Mount Tai crushing them, their faces showing unwillingness.

"Do they think we're too easy to talk to?"

"Repeatedly letting them believe we won't act against them, leading to such arrogance?"

As Nüwa's voice thundered across the sky, the entire Heavenly Court seemed to tremble.

Di Qu hurriedly pleaded, "Please, Saint, forgive us; we would never entertain such thoughts." Nüwa snorted coldly, and the surrounding space seemed to warp under a powerful force, as if all things were shaking.

She was truly angry, especially when she saw Zhou Yi present and sensed that the power within him far exceeded that of an ordinary Quasi‑Saint, even bordering on the Saint's level.

The faint smile at Zhou Yi's mouth seemed not aimed at Taiyi Shen and Di Qu, but a provocation toward her herself. How could she endure that?

What made it more infuriating was Zhou Yi's follow‑up, "I thought you were united, but it turns out …"

Before he could finish, Nüwa's eyes flared with anger, and a terrifying pressure surged toward Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi extended his hand, golden light flashing; after the two forces collided, Zhou Yi was forced back a short distance before regaining his stance.

"Blocked it, that truly isn't an easy task."

Zhou Yi said that, yet his expression was relaxed, even bearing a barely perceptible hint of mockery.

Nüwa's complexion grew even gloomier, and those around involuntarily turned their gazes toward Zhou Yi.

One should note that the previous strike came from Nüwa's angry hand, yet Zhou Yi dissolved it so effortlessly, showing just how formidable his current strength is.

Ignoring Zhou Yi, Nüwa shifted her focus to Taiyi Shen and Di Qu, now dealing with the two of them.

As her gaze shifted, Taiyi Shen and Di Qu felt a chill rise from deep within, as if covered by ice and snow.

"I'll give you a chance to endure my three palms."

Nüwa's words gave everyone present a strange feeling; aside from Zhou Yi, perhaps no one could withstand the Saint's three palms.

"If you can receive these three palms, this matter will be erased," Nüwa continued, "I will draw a circle; within it no slaughter is permitted, and outside it you must resolve matters yourselves."

The previously near‑despairing Taiyi Shen and Di Qu, upon hearing this, seemed infused with new life, hope rekindling in their eyes. They both knew this was the lifeline Nüwa granted them.

Taiyi Shen did not hesitate to step forward; the Donghuang Bell on his body emitted a dazzling, mysterious glow, faintly linked to the Heavenly Destiny Golden Crow behind him, their powers intertwining. "Since that's the case, please grant us instruction, Saint," Taiyi Shen's voice broke the brief silence.

Hearing that, Zhou Yi couldn't help but scoff aloud, feeling that Taiyi Shen seemed overly naive.

The others also stared at Taiyi Shen with bewilderment, their minds full of questions: where did his unwavering confidence come from? Was it because he possessed a powerful artifact, or did he consider himself to have reached the unfathomable realm that Zhou Yi occupies?

However, Nüwa had already begun acting; her expression solemn, she struck the first palm, and immediately a phantom massive hand appeared before her, slowly pressing toward the target.

The huge palm seemed to compress the surrounding space, spawning layers of vortices. Green light flickered intermittently along the Great Dao.

Taiyi Shen's previously composed expression suddenly changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock and fear. He had not expected the strike to be so powerful, yet now could only grit his teeth and continue to respond.

The Donghuang Bell was struck violently; this time it did not appear as a phantom but manifested directly before Taiyi Shen, dazzling under the rune's illumination.

The powerful impact forced Taiyi Shen's body to recoil involuntarily, blood trickling from his mouth corner, his internal Qi in utter disarray.