Chapter 2: This insane, heartless Honghuang!

"If heaven could give me a chance to start over..."

Fengxi's eyes filled with tears as he beheld the great sun hanging high and the stars shining forth; at a glance he knew the starry sky was utterly unlike that seen from Earth, and an inexplicable sorrow welled up.

"I would surely have said to the divine Houtu back then..."

"Let me think again."

"Refuse—"

"That's impossible."

"Just after I refused, moments later my soul plunged into the underworld, where I saw Chengtian, emulating the divine Houtu, Sovereign of Earth, smiling at the corners of his mouth—now that's a surprise!"

"Refusing is impossible to refuse."

"In this lifetime, it's impossible to refuse."

"But!"

"If he had known beforehand that the world he was coming to was the legendary Honghuang, he wouldn't have simply nodded in agreement; he would at least have wanted to negotiate, negotiate, and negotiate some more!"

"Striving to gain as much future vitality as possible."

" — Originally, being able to strive and sacrifice for humanity was a joyful thing."

"And being able to reincarnate as a powerful, immortal being was also a joyful thing."

"But why, when these two equally joyful things are combined, do they become a tragedy?"

"Sorrow has long since turned into a raging river."

"\"Divine Houtu, you've dropped your integrity all over the place! \" Fengxi muttered, \"For an existence as lowly as an ant, you're actually engaging in false advertising? \""

"Scheming Houtu, online recruiting!"

"It's undeniable that this situation stems partly from Fengxi's own greed and partly from having no other choice."

"But Houtu's way of doing things... also drives people to despair."

"\"Let me come to Honghuang—just say it straight! \""

"\"First, show a 3D movie of humanity's rise? \""

"\"I even thought it was just crossing over to the dawn of human civilization on Earth, leading tribes to battle heaven and earth, eliminating plagues and beastly diseases, achieving abundance of food and clothing, letting humanity prosper... \""

"\"Then you said you'd grant me immortal life, the power to move mountains and fill seas, and the divine ability to pluck the stars... \""

"Combined, they directly lured Fengxi into the trap."

"He originally thought this was a civilization-raising game."

"With immense power and an ageless, immortal lifespan, to embark on a humanity‑rise cultivation game."

"Farm, develop, farm again, develop again!"

"But actually… this is a survival game!!!"

"The goods don't match the sample!"

"You can't call him naive—who would expect a lofty, divine goddess to play tricks on an ant‑like existence?"

"And tragically, the final say over all this belongs to Houtu, who governs the resting place of departed souls."

"No room for rebuttal!"

"\"I don't want to be cannon fodder! \""

"\"As a mere lesser witch, I've wandered into a realm where Daluo is everywhere and Golden Immortals are worth less than dogs in this Witch‑Demon era... \""

"\"Under the Great Calamity, Honghuang runs red with blood… how will I die? \""

"Honghuang world, Witch‑Demon era!"

"This is the outside situation Fengxi has learned, and it is also the source of his heart‑pounding anxiety and utter despair."

"\"I once dreamed of crossing into Honghuang, longing to witness a fantastical, mysterious world. \""

"\"But having truly crossed over, it's still the most ordinary beginning… I regret it. \""

"Once there was Lord Ye who loved dragons; now there is Lord Feng who loves Honghuang."

"……"

"In fact, Houtu's promise was fulfilled for Fengxi without any watering down."

"Immortal life?"

"Yes!"

"If not killed by others, Fengxi can live for tens of millions of years without his appearance changing."

"The power to move mountains and fill seas?"

"Yes!"

"If he could now return to Earth, forget moving mountains and filling seas—just one punch could shatter the planet, and that would be easy!"

"The divine ability to pluck the stars?"

"Yes!"

"In the inherited knowledge there are 360,000 divine arts—let alone the simple art of plucking stars and catching the moon; mastered to the extreme, even creating heaven and earth would not be impossible!"

"But why such sorrow for Fengxi?"

"Because this is the standard equipment for an ordinary member of the Wu Clan!"

"In a vast faction, the most basic unit—a lesser witch—is none other than Fengxi himself."

"What would that be called in common outside terms?"

"That would be a True Immortal!"

"The first realm of the Immortal Dao!"

"How many beings like him exist in the Wu Clan?"

"More than countless billions!"

Moreover, it is said that so many of the Wu Clan are merely the first batch.

It is the first attempt of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the future, there may be several, or even tens or hundreds of recruitment campaigns.

— Exactly, every member of the Wu Clan is a transmigrator!

The transmigrators, being coaxed by the divine Houtu, stepped onto the "pirate ship".

They will come to the fundamental world of all times and spaces, the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Elements' root world—Honghuang, using the guise of the Wu, to wage a world-shaking war against the Demon Race!

With endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they will forge the stature of the protagonists of heaven and earth, establishing the supreme status of the human race!

Fengxi cannot forget that, just three days ago, after he had just transmigrated over and barely adapted to controlling his new body, everything he heard and saw was also the source of his current understanding of the external world and his own mission.

A slight daze was the act of a supreme divine-power wielder employing world-shaking means, moving Fengxi and his fellow Wu Clan members of the same batch into a vast hall.

The hall is as large as the universe; even placing trillions upon trillions of the Wu Clan inside would be utterly simple.

Moreover, deep within, there unexpectedly stands a boundless, magnificent Dao platform—this is the venue where the Supreme Being speaks.

Near the top of the hall, there is also a rustic-sounding banner unfurled, written in Wu script upon it—

"Myriad Heavens and Myriad Elements Multidimensional Spacetime Human Race Conquest Action Propaganda Lecture"!

Countless Wu stand beneath the Dao platform, widening their innate heavenly eyes of the Dao, raising their Dao ears, and attentively listening to the speech of the Wu Clan's supreme leader—the Ancestral Witch.

Each of these Wu, like Fengxi, possesses a special "opportunity" as a future human race spirit.

Trillions upon trillions of the Wu Clan are trillions upon trillions of the human race!

They come from different times and spaces, different dimensions, different universes… but ultimately, under the will of the divine Houtu, they have crossed the endless river of time, and a spark of true spirit has fallen into this vast, ancient Honghuang world!

What an inconceivable divine ability!

Transmigration and rebirth, the cycle of epochs, mass-producing transmigrators… utterly insane, right?

And such great power, in the simple cultivation knowledge accompanying the Wu Clan's creation, is honored as— the Great Luo!

The Great Luo is endless spacetime, eternal and free!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the Twelve Great Luo!

At that moment, Fengxi truly realized the terror of this Honghuang world.

Not to mention what came next: the divine Houtu ascended the Dao platform, delivered an exceedingly impassioned speech, immediately dropping major bombs that left Fengxi, who thought he somewhat understood Honghuang legends, utterly dazed.

"What is a Wu?"

"The Wu are those who stand heaven-high and earth-firm among a group of people!"

"The Wu Clan is the human race!"

"They are the gathering of the human race's finest strength, the main force for external conquest!"

In an instant, Fengxi's worldview was ruthlessly trampled upon.

With such an inconceivable divine development, he listened, dazed and stunned.

"This Honghuang is not quite what I imagined!"

(End of Chapter)