Chapter 262: then translation of chapter title

The contrast between the two sides of the venue is very stark.

Translation: "The contrast between the two venues is very stark."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun delivers an eloquent account of his achievements—from the first the the Zixiao Palace assembly to today, countless cultivators have benefited from the Three Corpses Severing method and attained the Dao.

Make sure to keep numbers etc. No numbers.

Below, the myriad heavenly principles sing praises in unison, lauding his virtues; the entire the the Zixiao Palace brims with a joyous atmosphere, harmonious and blissful.

Translation: "Below, the various Heavenly Wills sang praises in unison, lauding his virtues; the entire the the Zixiao Palace was filled with a joyful atmosphere, harmonious and happy."

Just looking here, the beings residing within would likely forget the blade‑light and sword‑shadow of the current witch‑demon era, the endless flames of war, and believe that this primordial universe has already reached a golden age, with righteous officials filling the court.

Translation: "Just looking here, one fears that the beings dwelling within would forget the swords and blood of the present witch-demon era, the endless flames of war, and believe that this Honghuang universe has already reached a golden age, with virtuous officials filling the court."

However, this is merely a fig leaf, a performance staged for the mortal masses, a scene destined to be recorded in future histories—all stemming from the promotion of a perfect image of all the Great Luo heavenly principles.

Translation: "However, this is merely a fig leaf, a dramatization for mankind to see, a scene destined to be recorded in future histories, all starting from promoting the perfect image of all Great Luo Heavenly Wills."

If any inquisitive cultivator in the future wishes to verify, we will simply hand them the record of this assembly and tell them to get lost.

Translation: "If in the future any curious cultivator wishes to verify this, we will simply throw the venue's records at them and send them packing."

Of course, after being told to scram, if one still ponders and insists on continuing the investigation despite great risk… well, it's not impossible.

Translation: "Of course, after sending them away, if one still ponders and finds it off, wanting to continue investigating despite great risk… that is also not impossible."

But one might accidentally become a war correspondent—like Gangzu, charging headfirst into the collision point of the Heavenly God Slaughter Grand Formation and the Zhou Tian Star Duel Grand Formation, ending up with no intact corpse.

Translation: "But perhaps one might accidentally become a war correspondent… like Gangzu, charging headfirst into the collision point of the All-Heaven Gods Slaughter Grand Formation and the Starry Sky Grand Formation, dying without a whole corpse."

Having one more or one less makes no difference.

Translation: "One more makes no difference; one less makes no difference."

No one will care.

Translation: "No one would care."

Because everyone is already barely able to look after themselves—

Translation: "Because everyone is already barely able to look after themselves——"

On the other side, killing intent fills the air, the hall vast and mighty.

Translation: "On the other side, killing intent fills the vast hall."

Those are the two paramount figures of this era, each side finding the other displeasing to the eye, already on the brink of all‑out battle.

Translation: "Those are truly the peak powerhouses of the two main figures of this era; looking horizontally or vertically, they find each other displeasing, already at the brink of all-out war."

On the dais, Dao Ancestor Hongjun flows with silver hair behind him, his stature tall and majestic, holding a horsetail whisk that shakes off dust; his gaze sweeps over the three thousand Great Luo within the hall, supreme momentum gathering and pressing downward, as if the boundless primordial cosmos and myriad heavens merge with him, descending divine might to sweep away all gods, demons, and monsters.

Translation: "On the dais, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's silver hair flows behind him; his stature is tall and majestic, holding a duster that shakes off dust, his gaze looks down upon the three thousand Great Luo within the hall, the supreme momentum gathers, pressing down, as if the vast Honghuang, endless Myriad Heavens and Myriad Elements merge with him, descending divine might to sweep away all gods, demons, monsters, and ghosts."

Below the dais, faintly centered on Nüwa, numerous great beings and ordinary heavenly principles secretly communicate with her, assisting and escorting her, thereby granting her boundless authority.

Translation: "Below the dais, faintly centered on Nüwa, many great beings and ordinary Heavenly Wills secretly communicate with her, assisting and guarding, thus making her might boundless."

Taken alone, Nüwa falls short of the Dao Sovereign Hongjun by half a notch… yet when she has enough allies supporting her, she is in no way inferior.

Translation: "Taken alone, Nüwa falls short of Hongjun, this Heavenly Dao Supreme Emperor, by half a notch… but when she has enough teammates supporting her, she is not lacking at all."

In her intangible clash with Dao Ancestor Hongjun, her defense is flawless, even harboring a counter‑offensive momentum.

Translation: "In the intangible clash with Dao Ancestor Hongjun, her defense is flawless, even harboring a momentum for counterattack."

The most direct manifestation is the clear, faintly glowing jade disc hovering behind Hongjun, which undulates unnaturally, as if being pulled toward Nüwa.

Translation: "The most direct manifestation is the jade disc hovering faintly behind Hongjun, its light wavering unnaturally, as if it were being pulled toward Nüwa."

This is the Creation Jade Disc, the true primordial treasure of the primordial world, the most luxurious and esteemed object in this cosmos—the household register!

Translation: "This is the Creation Jade Disc, the true primordial great implement of Honghuang heaven and earth, the most luxurious and precious thing in this universe—a household register!"

Whoever controls it is the true master of this vast universe!

Translation: "Whoever controls it is the true master of this vast universe!"

Even if it is the Dao Ancestor, the incarnation of the heavenly way's spiritual link, he must possess it to shed the role of a mere tool and rule over the primordial realm.

Translation: "Even if it is the Dao Ancestor, the incarnation of Heavenly Dao Spiritual Connection, one must possess it to shed the identity of a mere tool and be able to reign over Honghuang."

This is the righteous justification.

Translation: "This is the righteousness of its name."

Interestingly, the name of this household register begins with the two characters "creation," suggesting a special connection to Nüwa's authority over the Grand Dao of Creation.

Translation: "However, interestingly, the name of this household register begins with the two characters 'Creation', seemingly tied to the authority of the Creation Great Dao held by Lady Nüwa, involving a special connection."

Nüwa's gaze upon that jade disc is subtle yet intense—a strong possessive desire to kick Hongjun out of the way and then clutch the disc to her bosom.

Translation: "And Nüwa's gaze upon that jade disc is also subtle… a strong possessive desire, wanting to kick the obstructing Hongjun down and then embrace the jade disc in her arms."

That is naturally something Hongjun does not wish to see.

Translation: "This is naturally something the Dao Ancestor does not wish to see."

Who dares to covet his treasure and his authority, reducing him to a mere rubber stamp—how could he tolerate that?

Translation: "To dare covet his treasures, to covet his authority, letting him later fall into the fate of a rubber stamp—how could that be tolerated?"

He must absolutely retaliate!

Translation: "Absolutely must counterattack!"

Neither side will yield; they are like a needle point against a wheat awn, the atmosphere tense and intense—openly a contest of momentum, secretly a clash of the Grand Dao, just shy of tearing faces apart and swinging fists without regard for image, beating the opponent into a pulp.

Translation: "Thus neither side will yield, like a needle point against a wheat awn, the atmosphere tense and intense—on the surface a contest of aura, secretly a clash of the Great Dao, just short of tearing faces apart, swinging fists without regard for image, beating the opposite side into a pig's head."

Fengxi finds himself in this special, tense environment.

Translation: "Fengxi finds himself in this special and tense environment."

On the surface, he also clenches his face, stirring up killing intent, echoing Nüwa from afar, ready to fulfill his role as a junior by giving support.

Translation: "On the surface, he also clenches his face, stirring up killing intent, echoing Nüwa from afar, having prepared the supportive work a junior should do."

In secret, he begins a frantic search, rummaging for the true scene of the first the the Zixiao Palace assembly.

Translation: "In secret, he begins frantically searching and digging for the real scene of the first the the Zixiao Palace Conference."

He even uncovers the genuine history of the very first era—the Dragon‑Phoenix Epoch!

Translation: "Even more, there is the true history of the first era—the Dragon-Phoenix Era!"

That ancient age has long been buried in oblivion, covered over by countless black hands; ordinary avenues cannot reveal it, and all we see are actors roaming about, fabricating a false documentary that blankets an entire era.

Translation: "That ancient era has long been buried in oblivion, covered over by one black hand after another; ordinary avenues cannot uncover it, what we see are actors riding roughshod, fabricating a false documentary that blankets an entire era."

Yet in the the the Zixiao Palace, at this most special venue, there remain clues that allow one to bypass the veil and glimpse the true records. Although those genuine accounts certainly contain some embellishment—many events have been polished, beautified, concealed, omitted, or exaggerated—

Translation: "But in the the the Zixiao Palace, in this most special venue, there remain clues that allow one to bypass the blackout and see the true records. Although, those truths surely contain some filler, many things having been embellished, concealed, omitted, or exaggerated——"

Ultimately, there exist awe‑inspiring mighty beings who, out of respect for the venerable, may obscure facts; thus reliability remains questionable, but this is the greatest degree of authentic history that later generations can witness.

Translation: "After all, there exist astonishing great beings; considering the reason of 'hiding the faults of the venerable,' its reliability still bears a question mark…… but this is already the greatest extent of true history that later generations can witness."

In a haze, Fengxi uses the the the Zixiao Palace's genuine assembly as a springboard, stepping onto a near‑eternally sealed temporal pathway, then manifesting countless forms to personally witness a vast era utterly different from the published "history."

Translation: "In a daze, Fengxi used the the the Zixiao Palace's true venue as a springboard, stepping into a near‑eternally sealed spacetime path, then manifesting countless incarnations, personally witnessing a vast era utterly different from the published 'history'."

Dust‑laden ages swirl, and a combination of countless billions of perspectives supplies Fengxi with a massive amount of information.

Translation: "The dust of ages churns; a combination of billions upon billions of viewpoints provides Fengxi with a massive amount of information."

So that's how it is…… So that's how it is……

Standing in the Wu Clan's library, he held a statue of Fengxi's incarnation from the *Honghuang Chronicles*, and let out a long, faint sigh.

He looked at the *Honghuang Chronicles* in his hand, smiled lightly, brushed over it, and the contents began to change, new information being recorded.

While writing, he sighed with emotion at the vast, tumultuous ancient era and its myriad startling twists.

……

When Honghuang was first formed, myriad spirits coexisted.

The skeletal remains of the Chaos demon gods evolved into ferocious beasts that wreaked havoc, harming the myriad spirits of the world.

But in the end, they became the first fortune for the rise of the innate divinities.

The fame from slaying them, plus the innate Chaos Dao mysteries they carried, allowed the first divinities to rise swiftly, thrusting all of Honghuang into an age of great contention.

The divinities opened the Way, governed the myriad spirits; after many annexations and unifications, and once they had slain the ferocious beasts turning them into protected species, they themselves became a formidable force.

"The two greatest powers that had become formidable were: the Dragon Ancestor summoned the innate divinities to form the Four Seas Divine Court; the Phoenix united the innate divinities to form the Myriad Gods Hall."

"The clash between Dragon and Phoenix, the collision of the two great camps…… tsk, that actually fits a documentary."

Fengxi's incarnation first nodded then shook his head, saying, "The difference is that Luo Hou the Demon Ancestor appeared early on, becoming a substantive threat, truly blocking the innate divinities' path on the Great Dao, nearly cutting them down in the process of attaining the Great Luo Dao."

"No wonder the Demon Ancestor met such a miserable end, being completely sealed in that secret place."

"And Hongjun also used him as a whetstone, taking the excuse of the Demon Lord obstructing the Dao to promote his own Three Corpses Grand Doctrine."

"This truly can't be called a frame-up; saying it's a trumped-up charge."

"He really did such a despicable thing!"

"At most it's a matter of severity…… raising the sin from a hundred to a thousand."

"The Demon Ancestor, in his struggle for the Great Luo Dao, simply sought to strangle competitors in the cradle…… that decision cannot be called a mistake; it's not the mindless villainy of letting opponents grow."

"Unfortunately, he failed, missed by accident…… and thus his life became one of great rises and falls, falling over and over."

The startled Dragon and Phoenix camps began tacitly pursuing a path of development amid their standoff, firmly refusing to launch into lethal combat at the outset, lest others reap the benefit.

Even to gain resistance against any instability, the two forces exhausted their wisdom, aiming their sights above the Honghuang heavens and earth—relying on the information that Honghuang was Pangu's transformation, they sought to drive Honghuang as a weapon.

"Thus the Heavenly Dao was born—fusing three thousand Great Luo Dao fruits, overseeing Honghuang's authority, and crafting the Heavenly Dao!"

However, the Heavenly Dao was too strong… so strong that it gave birth to wisdom, so strong that upon its birth it surpassed all gods, standing at the highest level, and that is Hongjun.

The emergence of Hongjun indeed shocked Rahu, who was entangled with the Demon Ancestor in the primordial era… but it also became a new threat to the gods' rule over Honghuang.

Hongjun longed for freedom and was unwilling to be bound.

The gods no longer needed to fight Rahu, but now they had to contend with Hongjun. However, the innate gods held the authority of the Heavenly Dao, which was tantamount to grasping the lifeline.

At any cost, the gods sacrificed, able to drive Hongjun into a state of losing oneself… but this left no winner.

Thus, a new war began again.

This truly is an era of endless battle…

Dragons and phoenixes were fighting, the innate gods were battling the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor, and the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor were also fighting each other.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests; there is opposition, also alliance, but the ultimate goal is— to take everything.

"In the end, the flowers fell upon the Hall of Myriad Gods."

When the most powerful brother and sister used the Heavenly Dao to confront Hongjun, the Demon Ancestor erupted, having carried out a long-term subversion effort through the ages, deceiving and luring many innate gods of the divine hall and heavenly court, bribing them to join the demonic path, secretly becoming a major force.

For example, the Young Yang Emperor, a top figure of the Four Seas Divine Court of the Dragon Clan!

In his youth he was unfulfilled, and the Demon Ancestor took advantage, luring him into the demonic path… Later, he both served the Dragon Ancestor and worked for Rahu.

Beings of his caliber were not few. Thus, when the Demon Ancestor Rahu launched their move, they caused these beings to defect, using foresight against the unaware; the leader of the Dragon Clan perished outright, dying in the Slay Immortal Sword Formation.

Along with it, the Four Seas Divine Court collapsed, and many great adept beings and ordinary Golden Immortals fell in battle.

Unlike how it is portrayed in documentaries, the innate gods' resistance against the Demon Ancestor Rahu was not as heroic and stirring… but the tragedy was indeed quite tragic.

Rahu and the Demon Ancestor slaughtered extensively, having ascended to godhood an unknown number of times.

After shattering the Dragon Ancestor's forces, he then took up his sword, leading a band of demonic underlings, and attacked the phoenixes' camp, nearly beheading the phoenix.

Demonic flames rose to the heavens!

However, at the critical moment, the Demon Ancestor's forces exploded— all demonic masters directly on the battlefield turned from darkness to light!

The Young Yang Elder, the River of Darkness Elder, and others made the decision to restore order, changed their stance, switched from the demonic path, and returned to the warm embrace of the innate gods' camp.

Furthermore, the combined assault turned the Demon Ancestor into an isolated force deep in enemy territory, letting him be surrounded by dozens to hundreds of great adept beings and thousands of Golden Immortals calculated in units, tightly encircled by a great formation and slain… even though the Demon Ancestor was boundlessly brave, he could not turn the tide.

He died on the spot!

Yet it was not the invincible, world‑shaking might later proclaimed— no Pangu intervening, no Hongjun blood‑battle.

Of course, there were still common points.

They all fell into the hands of the same supreme being— Fuxi.

But this Fuxi, in the first era, was not merely watching the show; he rolled up his sleeves and jumped in, becoming the second‑in‑command of the phoenix forces, his wisdom valued by the hall master Yuan Huang, and he was even allowed to cut a piece from the parasol tree to make his own Fuxi qin.

This master of the Yi Dao was extremely active during the Dragon‑Phoenix era, a mainstay of the Hall of Myriad Gods.

At the critical moment, it was his outstanding diplomatic skill that awakened the good hearts of many mighty ones in the demonic path, prompting them to reform; moreover, his aide, the divine emissary Jieyin, took the opportunity to advocate laying down the butcher's knife and gaining merit, ensuring that those demonic masters who turned to the righteous path need not fear purging, dismantling mills and killing oxen, tearing down bridges, and so on— even earning merit and authority— all of which filled the grave of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

The fall of the Demon Ancestor was heart‑pounding, but far from the sweeping heavens‑and‑earth devastation shown in popular documentaries that made the gods grieve and fight bloody battles, ultimately forcing them to call upon Pangu.

Rather, he died miserably in a gang‑beating… and after death he was even used as a dedicated back‑pan tool— since the Demon Ancestor had already done world‑destroying deeds, any other evil must surely be his doing!

After a unanimous and pleasant discussion, the matter was settled, with no objections.

Even though the innate gods were powerful and forced to adjust their stance, maintaining a certain tacit understanding with the Demon Ancestor while striving for freedom, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not object.

He should run away.

Otherwise, he would be gang‑beaten… with so many innate gods, so many great adept beings shoulder‑to‑shoulder, and even controlling its very essence—the Heavenly Dao— how could he fight?

Even if he did not die, he would still be suppressed!

Thus, Hongjun retreated into seclusion, leaving the ruling authority over Honghuang to the great camp of the innate gods.

Heaven and earth were thus unified!

With the Dragon Clan leader fallen and the two poles having lost one pole, the Hall of Myriad Gods naturally became the sole hegemon… especially because of the demonic calamity, it sheltered and annexed many Golden Immortals of the heavenly court who had fled the Demon Ancestor's slaughter, making it all the more legitimate.

Unless, the Dragon Ancestor could rise from his coffin on the spot.

Unfortunately, he cannot.

But the camp that unified Honghuang and was renamed the Heavenly Court was not the phoenix as Heavenly Emperor— feeling his virtue insufficient, he paled beside the supreme being Fuxi who opened the Way of Qi Fortune and gained the people's support and affection. Moreover, in the war to unify Honghuang, his contributions fell far short of Fuxi's.

Thus, after gathering his subordinate gods for discussion, they elected Fuxi as the first supreme Heavenly Emperor of Honghuang.

Besides the former second‑in‑command of the heavenly court, Nüwa, who raised a few minor objections, the rest was unanimous acclaim.

Fuxi ascended the Heavenly Emperor throne, his imperial title being August Emperor, also called the August Emperor!

In the land of Honghuang, a new chapter was unveiled, ushering in a prosperous age of great human flourishing.

Bearing the hopes of humanity under the Heavenly Dao, grasping the power to turn the cosmos, invincible under heaven… not long after, Fuxi summoned the reclusive Hongjun back to serve as the Chancellor of the Heavenly Court.

The Chancellor directed the officials, turned the Heavenly Dao, handled numerous state affairs, and executed orders, so that the innate gods lounging on their merit rolls would not grow too complacent, nor rely on minor achievements to act recklessly, stirring up corrupt practices—for example, a certain senior princess who held real estate… At the same time, to open a path of ascent for humanity, he fostered— the Mystic Gate!

The Mystic Gate, distinct from the innate gods' camp, takes responsibility for beings of the later heaven, honoring Hongjun as its honorary leader and the Three Pure Ones as its actual chiefs, letting new Golden Immortals arise to balance the factions within the Heavenly Court, so that the innate gods' camp is no longer a monolith, thereby eliminating many shady back‑door dealings.

Thus, Honghuang was well governed, achieving an eternal Dao fruition.

Unfortunately, in the end, because Fuxi rejected reincarnation, it provoked a backlash against the human‑dao tide… and he was forced to step down.

Along with it, all the accomplishments of that vast, boundless epoch he ruled were likewise buried in oblivion— even the memory of history faded from the human dao and went unacknowledged.

At the same time, it also opened the great melee of the second era's dawn!

This, then, is the truth of the ancient era!

Combined with Fengxi's grasped information, everything was threaded through.

And only with such depth of insider understanding… thereafter Fengxi could rightly say—

He is no longer a novice!

He is a true veteran Golden Immortal!

He is also one of the ancient gods and sages!

Such antiquity, such qualification, is not merely a matter of raw strength or cultivation level, but a thorough comprehension of all manner of insider information, knowing clearly how the situation evolves, and truly grasping the fundamental thread of every Great Calamity's gambit.

Unclear about these, even a great divine ability could unknowingly perish in some wave, dying obscurely, the cause of death muddled, only able to be made into an innate spiritual treasure, for people to drive the boundless Great Calamity.

……

Fengxi's heart harbored a piece of history, gaining a deeper foundation.

With Nüwa as his backing and Houtu giving him directions, standing in the true gathering, he obtained the ancient era's admission ticket, thus entering the hall, in the first era he placed his pieces, transforming into trumpets that spread everywhere, and he clearly understood many hidden major events.

Even so, it is inevitable that many truths here are concealed, sealed away…… but those are of no great consequence.

Fengxi only needs to know what the highest commands concerning the Honghuang human way's vital pulse and driving the era's evolution are, and that is enough.

At critical moments, don't stand on the wrong side; it's more important than anything.

As for the loves and hatreds among those innate divinities, he doesn't pay much attention.

Of course, although he doesn't pay attention…… many of the inner secrets he knows also let Fengxi understand some complex relationships of this era, greatly satisfying his curiosity.

For example, why does the Shao Yang Emperor hesitate so much about joining the Wu Clan?

Just because, his former boss!

He defected twice on the battlefield.

Once the Dragon Ancestor fell flat.

Once the demon ancestor fell flat.

The demon ancestor was fine, a public enemy of the divinities, with no one speaking up for him.

Dragon Ancestor…… this powerful figure who looks favorably on humanity and holds shares in humanity, his relationship with the Wu Clan is unclear; how could the Shao Yang Emperor feel comfortable meeting him?

Also, for example, why does the Old Ancestor of the River of Darkness live so leisurely and moist…… while everyone shouts to beat the demonic path, this demon ancestor lives a carefree life?

Because, this is an important figure who sets things right at a critical juncture!

To secure victory over the demon ancestor Rahu, the leaders of the innate divinities' camp permitted him to wield karmic force, settling the slaughter in Honghuang of all who defy heaven, making him the most heavyweight figure in the punishment system, guaranteeing harvest regardless of drought or flood.

Moreover, for example.

That truly invincible figure……

August Emperor of Heaven——Fuxi!

He rose from an ordinary innate divinity, from utter destitution, to becoming the all-encompassing supreme Heavenly Emperor, governing Honghuang human development, a single word could become law for myriad ages…… how could such an existence be described?

Peerless fierce god!

Fengxi, in his true form seated in the the the Zixiao Palace, gazed at the laxly seated Fuxi Great Sage in the first row, continually swallowing his saliva.

He is a smart person.

Many things that have been beautified, revised, omitted, and concealed with a twisted brush, he can see through at a glance, filling in the truth.

Precisely for this reason, he cannot help but feel moved, and his scalp tingles.

【August Emperor of Heaven's journey…… previously those who were about equal to him or stronger than him all fell flat one by one.】

【Dragon Ancestor died violently, the Yuan Phoenix abdicated, Rahu left not a scrap, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun is merely a minister…… only he alone sits high on the throne.】

This is a sovereign who has swept both political and military realms, at peak condition, fighting anyone is like beating his own son.

【Even if his divine ministers change their hearts and harbor ulterior motives, and the Heavenly Court deteriorates…… he still easily disposes of them, raises another faction, and incidentally opens the upward channel of the human way; imperial tactics and balancing methods are played with such ease.】

【That is, he finally stumbled, losing to this human-way ally, producing a divergence in reincarnation, thus parting ways, washing his hands of it, coldly watching the human way act.】

【Hmm…… that can't be said like that.】

【Still, he placed some idle moves…… like me.】

【It can be considered leaving a bit…… the spark of hope?】

Fengxi looked over with a very peculiar gaze, filled with reverence, looking up, admiration…… his emotions were very complex.

Not just him.

And many like him, who did not personally experience that ancient era, only now relying on the 'backing' relationship, obtained the ticket to observe true history as Daluo heavenly beings…… all gazed upon this former supreme emperor with trembling eyes.

This also made the killing atmosphere in the venue become slightly subtle and strange.

Hongjun intimidated the three thousand Daluo, while Nüwa also took the lead in glaring at Hongjun…… the neutral mighty ones lowered their heads, silent, diminishing their presence.

Only Fuxi there bore part of the people's hopes, yet unconsciously closed his eyes to nurture his spirit, a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere spreading and enveloping, like an immovable rock in the rapids from all directions.

Even more, shortly after, he was doing something even more outrageous.

Leisurely, he stroked the jade stone small table beside the futon——this was prepared by Dao Ancestor Hongjun to show respect to the top-tier mighty ones, with clear tea and fruit placed upon it.

As everyone knows.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun has specialty products on hand.

Whatever is lacking, it will never lack peaches of immortality.

Thus, Fuxi Great Sage stroked and stroked, and he came upon a peach, calmly, under the covert gaze of many Daluo, he began to nibble with a 'crack crack' sound.

That sound.

That fragrant aroma of the peach of immortality.

In terms of ruining the atmosphere, nothing could be more outstanding or excellent.

Moreover, Xihuang seemed to feel it wasn't enough.

While nibbling the peach, he opened his eyes wide, speaking as if to fan the flames.

「You guys doing this won't work. 」

「Relying on breath, you can't kill the opponent. 」

「If you want to fight, just go straight with fists…… fight to the death! 」

Xihuang finished nibbling the peach, wiped his hands, 「That's what it means to settle grudges with satisfaction! 」

「These words are excellent. 」 Hongjun responded slowly, his Daoist robe moving without wind, his whole body slowly rising.

In a moment, a supreme and immeasurable aura surged, a hazy clear light covering the hall, as if it were to become the sole one.

Xihuang said to act…… he really did act!

The moment he acts, his aim is to completely suppress Nüwa.

A single palm extends, as if it could grasp the entire primordial universe, manipulating past and present eras, unmatched in strength, unrivaled in dominance!

On the other side, Nüwa's eyes flash, she steps forward, and with a resonant "clang," a long sword leaps in her palm, she slashes downward—a single cut that severs myriad ages, annihilating eras!

"Boom!"

One palm, one sword, peak collision, ultimate brilliance.

In an instant, radiant divine light engulfs eternity, and the entire the the Zixiao Palace faces destruction.

At the same time, the Great Luo heavenly principles seated in the the the Zixiao Palace undergo the most severe trial.

"Damn… say you'll fight and you fight!"

The mighty beings are still alright.

But beneath them, countless ordinary Great Luo groan, their sense of danger exploding, trembling with fear.

Any slight ripple could annihilate their forms thousands of times over, suppress their indestructible innate spirit light, and erase their consciousness!

If merely brushed, their lives are at risk.

Yet even in this situation, everyone can still faintly hear a vigorous voice ringing out.

"Sister, give it your all—you're the best! Brother, I can't intervene now, so I can only cheer you on… Come on, sister, pass Hongjun's hurdle and you'll become Pangu!"

This is Fuxi giving Nüwa spiritual encouragement.

But before Nüwa could be moved,

this great sage promptly switched sides.

"Daoist Hongjun, you too must press on—after all, you are the heavenly way, your cultivation surpasses Nüwa's; how can you appear so incapable?"

"You must beat those who dare defy heaven until their teeth are scattered, to be worthy of your station!"

Those who fan the flames never consider the matter too big.

Those who desperately pour oil on the fire drive these two supreme powers to a death match.

And it seems Fuxi's words have had some effect.

Although Hongjun's eyes twitch, his output has increased enormously.

In a single thought, the void evolves into the boundless Grand Dao, the Five Phases circulate, myriad creations arise—countless unimaginable phenomena and laws emerge together, capable of destroying myriad ages and heavens!

Yet in that instant he gains a slight edge—although Nüwa's methods are extraordinary, likewise fashioning concepts and the Grand Dao from nothing in the Taiyi realm, she ultimately falls just short of him.

But…

She has allies!

After years of forming factions and alliances, is it all for nothing?

In the flash of lightning and spark, Fengxi senses a terrifying event unfolding within the vast primordial cosmos.

In the Zhou Tian Star Sea, a supreme grand formation turns, hundreds of demon gods preside, and starlight bursts forth!

Vast mountains and rivers, the heavenly pillar stands tall; beside it looms Pangu's form, as high as heaven, silently gazing toward the chaos of spacetime, toward the the the Zixiao Palace!

Starlight, gazes… they transcend spacetime, projecting onto the the the Zixiao Palace, their boundless power aiding Nüwa in opposing Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The scene instantly descends into chaos.

The the the Zixiao Palace shows a tendency to turn into a land of calamity.

The great beings remain relatively composed.

Ordinary Great Luo can only wander about, seeking refuge under their own mighty divine powers, lest they perish inexplicably in this perilous setting.

……

Two world‑shaking formations, two supreme Taiyi experts—yet it's a three‑against‑one situation.

Faced with this gang assault, Hongjun's usual murderous aura is held back.

Even Nüwa can eagerly try to push back!

Hongjun's gaze is icy cold.

While he counters Nüwa's advances, he turns to the ever‑present Emperor Jun, as if also wandering beyond heaven, and says in a low tone, "Emperor Jun, your wings have hardened."

Emperor Jun startles, then feigns a solemn finger‑count, putting on a shocked expression: "Dao Ancestor, please calm your anger; let me report…"

"My demon clan absolutely respects the heavenly way's laws, taking heavenly order as our core… what is the situation now?"

"It's just that some unknown party stole the secret of our demon clan's sealing grand formation and took the tiger talisman, causing this Zhou Tian Star Duel Grand Formation to operate."

"I will now employ my divine powers to shut it down!"

Speaking, Emperor Jun forms hand seals, chants incomprehensible divine words, goes through the motions… instantly, the blazing starlight dims.

But it does not vanish completely.

A portion still lingers on Nüwa, keeping her in absolute balance with Hongjun.

When Hongjun increases his output, the starlight strengthens; when he weakens his power, the starlight's support for Nüwa likewise diminishes.

Balance forever!

Hongjun coldly stares at him.

Nüwa glares at him angrily.

Emperor Jun's forehead beads with sweat, he strains valiantly… but in the end he lets out a helpless sigh brimming with myriad emotions as his conclusion.

"Alas!"

"It's not that I'm not trying."

"It's really that hidden person whose divine powers are too vast."

"I have tried myriad methods, yet I can only get this far."

"Please understand, please understand."

I don't even know who this demon emperor wants forgiveness from.

Is it to have Hongjun show understanding?

Or to have Nüwa show understanding?

Also, what is it that we need understanding of?

Is it to have Hongjun show understanding, the Demon Race's high-level alignment with Nüwa?

Or to have Nüwa show understanding, even if he exerts his utmost, at most letting Nüwa match Hongjun in strength, not even giving her a slight advantage?

Fengxi didn't know when he had slipped behind Fuxi, and without displaying his true strength, he relied on this great expert to shield himself.

At this moment, hearing the Demon Emperor's words, he sighed inwardly.

This... this is raising the price out of nowhere!

As the Demon Emperor, he certainly doesn't want to still have a father figure above him, but completely cutting ties also won't work...

So, helping Nüwa is possible, but he won't help to the end; instead, he wants to maintain the balance.

This is practically walking a tightrope...

Moreover, does this reflect the mindset of the Demon Race's high-level?

Hope that the two out-of-spec powers check each other, helping the weaker one so they remain in a state of being eliminated?

Fengxi pondered.

Although, Di Jun never meant such a thing from start to finish.

But he is indeed doing exactly that.

Shows the attitude of the Demon Race's high-level.

That also shows ambition and aspiration, wanting to make the Dao Ancestor a retired emperor, further delegating authority downward.

To give himself work, rather than work for Hongjun, all achievements could be arbitrarily taken away.

Di Jun... you're good.

The Dao Ancestor's face was expressionless, coldly uttering a sentence.

This remark, I don't know if it's praise or sarcasm.

Having a traitor steal the Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Formation... you've managed to reach this point, I am greatly relieved.

Since there's a petty person constantly lurking... then, Daoist friend Nüwa, how about we temporarily cease hostilities?

(End of chapter)