Chapter 380: The Five Direction Heavenly Emperors aren

Nüwa, she hasn't even become Pangu yet.

It's impossible to oppose this great trend.

Fuxi smiled, saying, "Even if she becomes Pangu in the future, with one verification forever verified, one achievement forever achieved, she could alter the past."

But she's not the only one who can correct the past.

Want to overturn the table? For example, shout and intensely refine earth, water, fire, wind, then remake heaven and earth?

It might get even worse then.

Several Pangu roll up their sleeves, stand shoulder to shoulder, and launch a righteous gang beating.

And more importantly," Xihuang chuckled, "if someone takes the lead in breaking the rules, I, this outdated leader, might not stay outdated; I could be removed from opposition and hope to return to power."

After Pangu creates heaven, there's no need for "body death."

Or rather, Pangu still experiences "body death"—but which Pangu undergoes it? That's a matter for discussion.

Fuxi earnestly hopes he can see such development.

But...

Just as Nüwa must face the might of the Slay Witch Sword.

Fuxi also knows he faces a great trend: the mutual understanding among all Taiyi Daluo of the Wu and Yao factions—that the old leader, if outdated, stays outdated; don't let him make a comeback.

Otherwise, what are we even playing for?

Everyone get ready to be sons, prepared to be educated by Father Pangu!

Among them, Nüwa is the most wavering—she sympathizes with her brother's plight and wants to save him, yet she is also firmly in the Overthrow Faction—otherwise how could she rise to become the elder sister?

In response, Fuxi smiled back—on one hand, he tacitly allowed Nüwa to diligently feel out his own ranks, even sending forth countless avatars to share her worries; on the other, he chuckled, saying "Uncarved jade is not a vessel," that the Pangu path needs stimulation and tempering, sipping tea and watching melons while the Slay Witch Sword's might sweeps through, teaching how to write the character "obedient."

Donghua clearly understands the inside story, and thus feels deep sympathy for the ordeal Nüwa is about to face.

Shocking!

Old... a young maiden suffers a brutal gang beating!

Is this a distortion of divinity?

Or a collapse of morality?

Please step into "Donghua Observation" to witness history and explore the hidden secrets behind the times.

"Xiao Wa is truly pitiful," Donghua sighed, "I seem to have already seen that future scene… she's frazzled, facing external threats and internal troubles, caught between a rock and a hard place, surrounded and beaten, unable to tell direction, head covered in bumps, still shouting—'Stop hitting, stop hitting, if you hit again you'll become stupid,' and so on."

"Don't worry, she's very strong…" Fuxi propped his chin on one hand, his smile deepening, "Besides, I'm a good brother… when she truly can't hold on any longer, a strong-heart pill will always be injected."

"One piece of good news after another lifts her spirits, like a carrot dangling before a donkey… but the good news belongs to others, the bad news to herself; over time, she risks losing power, so she must bravely face it."

Hearing this, Donghua glanced sideways.

Listen.

Is this something a person would say?

Facing the Emperor Lord's intense questioning gaze, Fuxi showed no reaction, instead speaking confidently.

"If she wants to become Pangu, she must face sufficient challenges."

"The whole world as enemy is just basic operation."

"In fact, in this era, anyone who harbors ambitions for the Pangu position… who isn't facing opposition from everyone?"

"Look at Hongjun."

"Outside there are Wu Clan rebels, inside there are Demon Race traitors… Di Jun promotes the forging of the Slay Witch Sword, tacitly allowing you to use the Sword of Order to fight, you think you're only cutting down the Wu Clan?"

Fuxi snorted, "When he uses the Slay Witch Sword to cut your Sword of Order, tempered further, after wiping out the Wu Clan, he will reach the most terrifying extent."

"At that point, he will swing his sword at the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is also an embodiment of order!"

"The Slay Witch Sword's might cuts not only Nüwa but also Hongjun—just a matter of timing."

"Hongjun has many potential enemies, and they are also obstacles on his path to becoming Pangu."

"As for Di Jun and Taiyi? They're equally uneasy, always walking a tightrope."

"Unwilling to be a dog of the Heavenly Dao, wanting to be master of the house, one must on one hand indulge the Wu Clan to achieve the goal of letting bandits self-polish, and coerce the masses to pressure Hongjun to yield; on the other hand, prepare to swiftly destroy the Wu Clan, able to turn and stand equal to Hongjun. Any misstep, and it becomes working for Hongjun for free, all hard work done as a wedding dress."

"Moreover, as I see it…" Fuxi said meaningfully, "Don't look at Di Jun still going through marriage procedures—no sign of a child's shadow yet."

"But if he truly had offspring, he'd likely die mostly, possibly even be wiped out."

"Oh?" Donghua raised an eyebrow.

"They say when deployed abroad, the sovereign's orders aren't fully obeyed…" Fuxi sneered, "In the Heavenly Dao system, Di Jun is a Regional Governor, a Grand Marshal commanding troops abroad."

"But how could such a person lack hostage family in the court?"

"This is actually a tacit mutual check."

"If Di Jun just works honestly, that's fine."

"Really want to rebel?"

"The moment rebellious intent bursts forth, his offspring await heavenly sacrifice!"

Fuxi said indifferently, "As for this person Di Jun, you may call him a hero or a steadfast hero—any description reveals his nature."

"If he thinks he has victory assured and can rebel, would he care about his offspring's life or death?"

"I doubt it."

"And Hongjun—how could he be one who swallows anger and lets others wreak havoc?"

"Saying they'll kill the rebels' families means they'll surely kill the whole family."

"Di Jun's children will naturally die because of the Mandate of Heaven!"

"Who in this will do the dirty work to push the Mandate of Heaven? Most likely a few Saints will step forward."

"As for who will carry out the killing… for the Heavenly Dao, the best choice is to have it fall on the Wu Clan, intensifying the conflict between the Demon Race and the Wu Clan."

Fuxi spoke coldly; at this moment he seemed to be reciting a script.

Of course, he didn't have a script in his hand.

He is merely the foremost in divination under heaven and earth, from ancient times to the present, combined with extraordinarily rich combat experience; many things are as clear as seeing fire, just by looking at the beginning, one can roughly know the general development trend.

"In that case, Di Jun is also pretty miserable..." Dong Hua laughed, "Offering his offspring to heaven."

"Does he know?"

"How could he not know?" Fuxi retorted, his tone rare with praise, "He knows very well, he couldn't be clearer."

"Otherwise, why would he get married?"

Dong Hua Jun was finally somewhat moved, "This... is too crazy."

"Not bad." Fuxi shook his head, "For his offspring, this is the most terrifying deadly predicament, yet likewise the greatest tempering."

"His father is the peak powerhouse, his mother also a great divine ability wielder... He inherited the utmost top-tier bloodline, received the finest education."

"With such foundation, no matter how dangerous the difficulty, one should have the courage to give it a fight."

"The Heavenly Dao will send down a killing calamity; this is danger, but also an opportunity."

"A situation of nine deaths to one life."

"If he passes through, he ought to enjoy the achievement of the Great Luo Dao fruit."

"If he cannot pass through?"

"After the great calamity passes... as long as it's not Hongjun Pangu, keep it firmly in mind."

"If one manually reloads, turning death into life, saving one's deceased offspring, how difficult could that be?"

"To pick up for free even one or several of the most intimate and reliable Great Luo beings—do you say it's profitable or not?"

Fuxi asked.

Dong Hua thought for a moment, and ultimately had to nod.

"Don't look at the present standoff; ordinary Great Luo beings appear as cannon fodder."

"That's only because the level of struggle is too high; the ultimate powerhouses all go into battle bare-armed, running rampant... facing them, ordinary Great Luo beings naturally can only be cannon fodder."

"But that doesn't mean the achievements of Great Luo beings are low."

"Countless eons, endless time, boundless Myriad Heavens... how many Great Luo beings can the entire Honghuang have!"

"In the Ziwei Palace, this gathering place of Great Luo beings from ancient to modern times, is enough to get a rough idea."

"Excluding those unscrupulous great beings, various small accounts posing as cattle, openly stuffing votes... the true Great Luo numbers are astonishingly a few thousand, at most ten thousand."

"Compared to the total number of human sentient beings, it's pitifully few."

"I, compared to Nüwa's methods, and Di Jun's cultivation in raising offspring, am far inferior." Fuxi clicked his tongue, "That's just directly throwing them into a pit, then handing them a stalk of straw, forcing them to rely on their own abilities to carve out a path."

"Di Jun, truly cannot be underestimated in the slightest... but that is only fitting."

"Without some ability, who would dare have the ambition to contend for Pangu's position?" Fuxi sighed, then looked at Dong Hua, "Don't look at him now sparring with you, appearing merely average... be careful."

"Alright, I understand." Dong Hua rubbed his brow, "However, I personally think a capsizing is impossible... after all, we have reached an agreement between us regarding the Five Directions Heavenly Emperors."

"The agreement is settled; everyone takes what they need."

"Just follow the script... the forging and formation of the Witch-Slaying Sword and the Sword of Order are inevitable."

"The only problem is seeing who cuts whom."

"If the Witch-Slaying Sword wins, I concede the bet; then the matter of the White Emperor need not be mentioned—he remains that Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race."

"If the Witch-Slaying Sword loses, he can completely transfer his assets and fully become the White Emperor."

"Then, bearing my remnants after my demise, he will wield the supreme divine artifact of the ascended legal system, draw some fire, and prepare the ground for the ultimate victory of humanity."

When mentioning his demise, Dong Hua takes it very openly.

Fuxi, however, feels some regret, "You won't consider it again?"

"With your strength and ability, you are fully qualified to obtain a seat among the Five Directions Heavenly Emperors."

"You just give up completely like that? Not contending for even one?"

"What's there to contend for?" Dong Hua laughed carefree, calm and composed, "The Azure Emperor is you."

"The Flame Emperor, the Yellow Emperor, and there are other secrets; they could at any time be turned into traps."

"The White Emperor has been made a pawn."

"As for the Black Emperor, he ought to be able to exert greater value; there's no need to use him on me."

Dong Hua smiled, his bearing magnanimous and extraordinary.

"Moreover, compared to these few positions of the Five Directions Heavenly Emperors, I have some thoughts about another post."

"Oh?" Fuxi exclaimed, "How? In your heart, is there something better than these?"

"Of course."

Dong Hua Jun nodded.

"What I truly want to be... is Da Yu!"

"That's also just right."

"I have entered the great situation, become the focus, and ought to undergo tribulation and die."

"But, who do I think I am?"

"How could matters of life and death be controlled by such petty people?"

A hint of pride appeared on Dong Hua's brow, bearing a very special confident air.

"One ought to have the ability to borrow a corpse to return the soul, death without stiffness!"

"From the corpse, it is the newly born me stepping forth!"

"To inherit the unfinished undertaking, pacify all turmoil!"

"If possible."

Dong Hua's mouth corner lifted.

I want to put an end to the legend of the king of all people!

End your era!

Open a new era!

He smiled and looked toward Fuxi.

How is it?

Is my dream not at all inferior to that of the Five Direction Heavenly Emperors?

"Er..." Fuxi thought for a moment, feeling——that makes perfect sense!

As long as you're happy.

Fuxi sighed.

However, you just need to say this to me...... When you go outside, remember to watch your mouth.

Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be swarmed by a crowd and beaten to death.

Hahaha!

The Eastern Splendor Emperor laughed loudly, "Would I be afraid?"

You know, I won't last long before I get beaten to death!

My sword of order is about to reach perfection, yet it's still not perfect, lacking just a thread.

I am a reformer.

Through reform I achieved supreme accomplishment, becoming the most authoritative interpretation...... This was never in line with my original intention.

A harmonious order machine has no need for a bug like me.

I will offer sacrifices to Heaven.

The Eastern Splendor's gaze was too calm, "A reformer, in the end, what must be changed is one's own life."

Wait until the reform succeeds.

When the time comes, I will 'rebel', giving humanity a pretext.

Then afterward, I will die...... But though people die, the iron law will be etched down, completely accomplishing a divine weapon.

Await the great perfection of the Witch-Slaying Sword, then do battle with it!

Having said this, the Eastern Splendor gave Fuxi a deep look, "This time, you guys need to put in some effort."

Otherwise, I want to fulfill Dayu's dream, but it might end in destruction......

Then I truly would die with unfinished business...... I might even have to fake my death!

"Don't worry, don't worry......" Fuxi nodded repeatedly, "I'll make sure you die peacefully, die happily."

"But......" he said with a smile, "I think you actually don't need to rebel on your own...... Someone has already been eagerly preparing."

Fuxi raised his head and looked toward a certain indistinct region, as if witnessing something happening.

The Eastern Splendor was first slightly surprised, then understood, and promptly raised his head.

This is exactly that moment.

A familiar pressure filled the Honghuang heavens and earth, sweeping through the ages.

This pressure belongs to——the Heavenly Dao!

After ages passed, at last a fated event destined to be etched into history arrived once more!

The the Zixiao Palace's third...... meeting......

The ancient, vicissitude-laden voice rang out, shaking the hearts of every mortal being.

Officially open!

Go!

The final the Zixiao Palace meeting!

Countless divine thoughts surged, with joy, tension, excitement, as well as reluctance and helplessness.

All the primordial spirit treasures are to be brought forth!

What a pity...... The things that restrain and monitor the Heavenly Dao must be taken back......

(End of chapter)