Chapter 235: You're dreaming, the Holy Emperor is invincible!

A figure resembling the Holy Emperor seemed to be admonishing his imperial consorts and concubines, or perhaps his closest female relatives—such as the Imperial Princess—rebuking their outrageous behavior and issuing an imperial edict to reduce their rank and treatment as a warning.

From Houtu, the master of the earth, being demoted to Calm Heart—just from the words one can see the Holy Emperor's expectation.

Her mood was peaceful, her attitude calm.

Such a demand already implicitly reflected something.

Let alone the sixteen‑character demand that followed?

Calm heart and tranquil breath, heart peaceful and breath harmonious, no leaping up or down;

Self‑reflection and observation, cultivating excellent and beautiful virtue;

Demeanor and conduct proper and solemn, character virtuous and gentle, not frivolous, not greedy for empty fame and glory;

Thus, as a model for all beings under heaven, thereby setting the standard for the world… with a mother‑like broad and loving heart, to care for the subjects of the world, to maintain the harmony and stability of the vast Honghuang cosmos and the state.

At first glance, this is the Holy Emperor's full concern for Houtu.

But Houtu didn't appreciate it much.

Who the hell is she?!

As the top figure among female deities, the strongest combatant, a fierce goddess with a strong personality—how could she just do whatever others say?

Moreover, compared to setting the standard for the world,

She prefers to rule the world!

What about the empress? What about the imperial princess?

As long as one dares to think and act, how could a woman not wield the authority of heaven and earth, command the heavens and earth, and make all three thousand deities bow?

Even if others secretly mutter 'a hen crowing at dawn', would she care?

If the fist is hard enough, then every problem is no problem.

So, it's only natural.

When the Holy Emperor's edict was issued, she adopted her strongest resistance.

"You!"

"Present!"

"Do!"

"Dream!"

Each word paused, as if squeezed from between the teeth.

Gazing through the ages, Fengxi witnessed this scene, now drenched in sweat——

He had never heard Houtu speak in such a tone—it held immense anger and killing intent… In a flash, Fengxi could see, in the Hall of Reincarnation, his respected superior jumping about, baring fangs and claws, ready to rush out and cleave the Holy Emperor in two.

"Boom!"

A horrifying ripple spread across ancient time and space—this was Houtu advancing, wanting to unleash the cycle of reincarnation.

But unfortunately……

Whether the Holy Emperor's expectations and demands of Houtu are a dream is hard to say.

Just looking at the present situation, Houtu was renamed Lady Calm Heart—no longer the Primordial Witch, no longer leader of the Wu Clan, no longer the supreme commander of humanity's military forces, completely stripped…… yet she could not escape.

Because, Houtu could only be called… fierce.

She…… couldn't break out!

This is terrifying.

Reincarnation was opened by Houtu, her home ground, its power boost immensely terrifying.

Yet even with such an advantage, facing that Holy Emperor it was still insufficient to rely on.

Is the Holy Emperor too strong?

"No……"

Fengxi saw through the truth, pupils contracting, "Is it that Houtu has lost control of reincarnation…?!"

"A fatal flaw was found, seized by the opponent, turning into a shackle!"

This, is the truth.

But it is also an overly terrifying truth.

However, the Primordial Witch Houtu will certainly not sit and wait for death.

She is exerting all her strength in counterattack.

She can't get out, trapped in prison…… but her trump card isn't just one or two simple things.

"Nüwa, save me!"

She let out a loud shout, using her ultimate move—Lottery Summon!

She didn't care at all about losing face.

After all, hugging one's own thigh and calling the tuba for help…… could that be considered embarrassing?

No!

Thus, Houtu's call was relaxed, and the help arrived quickly.

A huge cauldron smashed down from the starry sky, violent and boundless, shattering the mountains and rivers of eternity!

The cauldron contains heaven and earth—this is the Heaven‑Earth Cauldron!

It shot straight for the back of the Holy Emperor's head, aiming to lift his skull.

And this is not the end.

Since Houtu decided to use Lottery Summon, how could she call just one?

That must be the more the better!

Employing the supreme secret of 'no need to discuss morality with evil heretics—everyone shoulders up together', she unleashed it to the fullest!

However, for other helpers, one would naturally not use the word "save".

Rather, it is an order, a demand that the loyal kings protect the emperor!

No matter what, Houtu is the supreme leader of the Wu Clan, and even the Ancestral Wu support her!

Therefore, a great banner is raised, drawing the Wu tribes from all directions to come aid, jointly attacking the Holy Emperor!

Kill!

The earth-shaking cry of slaughter rang out across Honghuang, with who knows how many Great Wu and Ancestral Wu roaring and shouting as they charged here.

However…

That's about it.

The Holy Emperor's visage is blurred, calm and composed, undisturbed by the situation.

How about Nüwa's attack?

How about a joint attack from all sides?

Even if he faces reincarnation, suppresses Houtu, he remains fearless!

After all.

"Those with virtue gain many helpers; those lacking virtue gain few."

"And Houtu, you lack the virtue that I have."

The Holy Emperor calmly announced, "Even if you rely on qi luck and merit to bribe, don't even think that a few people will come over."

Just as his words fell, a startling change occurred.

The giant cauldron smashed down from the starry sky was knocked away; that was an unceasing sound wave, playing the eternal immortal melody.

A blood-stained ancient zither likewise fell from the starry sky… its strings have snapped a few, and with no one to tend it, yet the remaining strings move on their own, playing the divine music of humanity, bursting forth with the sound of slaughter, holding back the cauldron of heaven and earth.

On the other side, the charging, roaring army of Great Wu, the elite who survived a hundred battles in the Lich Great Tribulation, suddenly split and began to attack each other.

In the end, only a small portion could struggle free from the mire, first focusing on rescuing the emperor.

Merely this force, no matter how strong, is at most Great Wu; not a single top-tier expert with great divine abilities—an Ancestral Wu—exists.

"How is that possible?"

"And Xuanming?"

"And Tiānwú?"

"And what about the others?"

In the cycle of reincarnation, Houtu seems shocked, also confused, unable to comprehend the present situation.

"There's nothing impossible."

The Holy Emperor lightly said, "Xuanming cannot come, because her true form has encountered a problem."

"She had long been schemed against by the Black Emperor; with intentional calculations against her unintentional actions, when it suddenly erupted, a series of moves took her away, and she couldn't even call for help before being suppressed."

"And the Black Emperor… was forced out by your own hand, making him compromise with me."

"As for Tiānwú? He cannot come, simply because he has once again turned from darkness to light."

"Xizi? This one is somewhat troublesome."

"But it's only a trouble, nothing more."

"It has caused me to incur extra cost, almost necessitating a beauty scheme."

"As for Zhurong and Jumang… their true forms have each been sought out by the White Emperor and the Azure Emperor, leaving them unable to attend to anything else."

"It can be said that the Ancestral Wu who truly support you have all been dealt with by vertical and horizontal alliances… what remains?"

"Sorry, after careful consideration, they feel it's still more promising to follow me."

"Houtu…"

"Your level ultimately still falls short."

Amid the Holy Emperor's lighthearted talk, the immensely powerful Wu Clan faction and human military forces seem poised to spiral upward and explode directly.

In the end, only Houtu herself, a single Ancestral Wu, fights alone in a lone army, challenging the Human Emperor's coalition.

"So, admit defeat."

"I can guarantee you a more dignified end."

The Holy Emperor has victory in hand, issuing the final ultimatum.

Unfortunately, Houtu the Ancestral Wu's stubbornness prevents her from admitting defeat.

"Do you think I've run out of mountains and rivers?"

"Not yet!"

"I will not admit defeat!"

In reincarnation, Houtu angrily shouted, "Even if we fight to the last soldier… but as long as the overall situation is settled, Nüwa's reversal can restore everything!"

"'Heh…' the Holy Emperor chuckled lightly, 'I just don't know if you have enough resources to sustain until then.'"

"'How could there not be?' Houtu said with a resonant, powerful tone, 'My subordinates, are you willing to wage a final battle for me?'"

"Willing!"

The most resolute voice rang out, from those Great Wu who had charged here: "We are willing to die for the Ancestral Wu!"

"Attack the unjust! Slay the emperor!"

"'You will die.' Houtu said softly."

"'Death bears no regret, to repay the kindness of being known!'"

A Great Wu, holding shield and battle-axe, took the lead and directly charged at the Holy Emperor to kill him.

Moreover, another top-tier Great Wu, commanding over eighty Great Wu, embraced a death wish and did not retreat.

…

Houtu even when at the most difficult moment, also had a large contingent of loyal subordinates who fought to the death for her.

Moreover, it wasn't just these subordinates.

In the distance, those restrained great witches also had some burning everything, repelling the traitorous teammates, and providing support to this side.

There was a golden-armored divine general, who sighed, drew bow and nocked arrow, shaped like a full moon, shot a heaven-shaking arrow that made the sun and moon dim, the stars dull, pointing straight at the Holy Emperor's brow.

There was a red-armored war general, with a solemn expression, stepping with shoulders sunk, swinging his arm, threw the war spear, shattering the Great Calamity of myriad worlds!

……

One great witch after another took action, attempting to reverse the situation, using their lives as the price, to repel the invincible Holy Emperor and liberate Houtu in the cycle of reincarnation.

The Holy Emperor watched this scene, not getting angry, merely nodding and smiling lightly, "Not bad, not bad."

"Houtu, although in strategy and tactics, you often make me anxious."

"But I now must admit, you also have your strengths."

"Uniting people's hearts, caring for subordinates, you can earn people's regard; even to this point, there are still those willing to die for you."

"Compared to that fellow August Emperor, you are much better in this regard."

"That fellow is always thinking of killing subordinates to sacrifice to heaven."

"As a Wise Man, you are unqualified."

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

"But... this is useless."

The Holy Emperor said leisurely, raising his sword again.

The sword light blazed, cutting through eternity, possessing supreme attack power.

The great witch wielding halberd, under this sword, was instantly severely wounded, head severed, falling at the foot of a mountain on the Honghuang earth.

The great witch who led the lackeys and served as the guard captain of Houtu's ancestral witch guard—You—was equally gruesome, blood flowing across heaven and earth, the entire witch almost split in half.

……

This is an boundless brutal battle.

Under the circumstances of suppressing reincarnation and suppressing Houtu, that Holy Emperor remained overwhelmingly unmatched, slaughtering great witches like cutting weeds; no matter how many came, they could not shake him in the slightest.

Yet even so, those great witches never gave up.

With the head severed and unable to heal from the sword wound, they simply discarded the head, remodeled the body, using the breasts as eyes and the navel as mouth, letting out a roar, and charged again.

Houtu's guard captain—You, after briefly staunching his own blood, picked up his battle knife and fought relentlessly.

……

No one gave up, no one retreated!

How tragic and heroic!

Anyone who saw this scene would probably doubt which side here is just and idealistic.

The heroes battled the big boss in blood, being beaten and slaughtered……

Houtu, trapped in reincarnation, had her eye sockets about to burst.

Unfortunately, she could do nothing.

Even if she used her highest divine powers, she could only barely pierce reincarnation, occasionally extending her power outward to interfere in the battle.

But it was of no avail.

Fortunately, this tragic and heroic scene did not last long; eventually a turning point arrived, the most important turning point!

"Huangdi!"

In the endless spacetime, a great shout rang out, shaking the Myriad Heavens universe, "You also dare to act arrogantly!"

A towering boundless figure stepped through the ages and descended here, "You truly think no one can control you!"

This figure, with peerless beauty, yet clad in military attire, wielding twin swords, one long one short, which made the whole person appear heroic and spirited, overshadowing many heroes, making them look dim in comparison.

Of course, this does not include that Holy Emperor—Huangdi.

He nodded, very composed, "Yes, that's exactly what I think."

"All under heaven are my brothers, none can match me... including you, Nüwa."

Huangdi smiled faintly, "No, you are not a brother, you are a sister."

"How dare a brat insult me!" Empress Nüwa's eyebrows shot up, killing intent instantly surged, and the Heavenly Crystal Divine Sword flashed its edge.

"I am merely stating a fact."

Huangdi lightly brandished the Xuanyuan Sword, the long sword humming, sword light piercing cold through the three realms and six paths, "Don't think that just because you defeated Hongjun and achieved breaking heaven as a human... but don't forget, half of your military merits are mine."

"Without me, how could you possibly win?"

"Now, let us distinguish primary from secondary, judge superiority and inferiority, and tell you a principle..."

"The human race has matured, possessing self-governance, no longer needing those above to arbitrarily point and gesture."

"The era of witches, the era of wasteful militarism, has passed."

Huangdi stated indifferently, "It is time to store weapons and release horses to the southern mountains."

"As for the military commander, he should retreat to the second line, making way for factions skilled in governance."

Listening to his words, Empress Nüwa furiously laughed back, "Even if I am the creator of the human race?!"

"Yes." Huangdi said ruthlessly, "The human race walks on a correct path, and a correct path means not yielding to any particular person."

"Of course, your achievements, no one can forget, no one dares to forget."

"For all eternity, they will enshrine you on the divine altar, enjoying boundless reverence."

"But you also need to face your shortcomings in development and construction, to allow the emperor who can build a good human race to step aside and delegate power, so the human race can develop better."

"We must speak reason, talk with facts, not engage in nonsense and entanglement."

Huangdi said coldly.

"But what if I don't agree?" Nüwa narrowed her eyes.

Then I'll have to reason with you using my fists.

"Arrogant!" Nüwa could no longer hold back, raising her sword, "Let me see just how capable you really are!"

Those under my command, hear my order……kill!

Upon Nüwa's command, another scene unfolded.

Here!

Countless mighty beings moved at his command.

Even, it included a human emperor!

Fengxi stared in astonishment, that human emperor……turned out to be him!

No, it should be said to be Yandi.

He held a weapon that resembled both a staff and a ruler, standing behind Nüwa.

Upon hearing the command, he raised the weapon high.

(End of chapter)