Chapter 515: with translation of chapter title

This moment.

In the eyes of countless great witches and ancestral witches...

The Dao Ancestor is light!

The Dao Ancestor is electricity!

The Dao Ancestor is the sole myth!

After all, how many years have passed?

Finally, there is such a fearless hero, standing up openly and righteously, challenging the evil black curtain that once loomed over the heads of the gods, the biggest Black Manor in history—

Here "the black house" appears again. We'll need to decide translation.

Sibling mixed doubles Black Manor!

Male and Female Double Evils, spanning ancient and modern times, this is no joke.

A pair of siblings, each powerful enough to terrify the gods, yet they can even join forces at critical moments... Anyone up for a game?

Cut!

We must cut!

Of course.

In such a great undertaking.

The gods watched as Pangu the Great ran amok on the battlefield of the world's creation, slaughtering demigods as if slaughtering dogs, so overbearing and unmatched, thus……

As for the Dao Ancestor at this moment, everyone unanimously decided to give only spiritual support and encouragement.

Military assistance is impossible—not even verbal support will be given.

Not fearing ten thousand.

But fearing the one chance.

After all, there is such a thing as settling scores after the autumn... These little arms and legs, jumping so happily, be careful which night you walk the night road, walking and walking you'll muddledly wander into the battlefield of creation, where that big guy will grin wickedly, raise his axe and chop down, embarking on a 'leave whenever you want' life restart experience—how miserable!

Thus, the big shots' eyes were eager, but their behavior restrained; they merely silently switched on melon‑eating mode, secretly watching the scene, occasionally making small bets for fun, each placing their wagers and then washing their hands of it.

— I think Hongjun's current bragging is earth‑shaking, but in the end he will definitely be beaten by that sibling Black Manor mixed doubles, to the point of defecating from the beating!

— I bet Hongjun will surely win… He has merged with the Heavenly Dao, nearly seizing control of the Honghuang world, how could he lose? He must have some fighting strength; impossible to lose!

Although the bets are placed, no one brings them to the table, prematurely picking sides and saying so‑and‑so can't win… Perhaps they can't beat the opposition, but killing a few 'passers‑by' or 'spectators' is absolutely no problem.

Even if the big shot loses, he's still a big shot—not something the little shots can provoke.

Oh, right, except for Gonggong.

He is now extraordinarily overbearing; he could easily proclaim himself the second‑strongest of the Wu Clan, and it looks like even the top spot is within reach—his strength is sufficient, his confidence ample.

Moreover, he has just offended Nüwa to the point of death… so he has nothing left to worry about.

"Hahaha!"

Dragon Ancestor laughed heartily; under the gaze of Di Jiang Zu Wu, who looked at him as if he were dead, he spoke boldly, blessing the Dao Ancestor: 'Hongjun Daoist friend, I hereby wish you victory at the outset and to avenge past shame!'

"Good! Good!" Hongjun smiled and nodded, 'Daoist friend, I accept your goodwill.'

"Daoist friend, go on your way, settle old grudges, and also seek justice."

"Let the world know that sometimes justice is merely late, never absent."

"Traitors must pay with blood!"

"Exactly!" Dragon Ancestor shouted loudly, his sleeve shaking, he unleashed a temporal passageway straight to the battlefield in the Heavenly Court, 'I'm off!'

Behind him were hundreds, even thousands of followers, who together formed the temporary 'Avengers' alliance!

Truly the 'Avengers'.

To avenge the grudges of myriad ages!

This scene moves one to sigh——

When will the cycle of grudges end?

Only by dying off completely!

"Stop him!"

Di Jiang and Houtu, the two ancestral witches, shouted in unison; the great witches under their command sprang into action, trying to make a last‑ditch remedy.

But……

"This way is blocked!"

The Dao Ancestor shifted his body to block, cutting off the road pursuing the Dragon Ancestor, turning it into an insurmountable peak.

"Unless you can defeat this poor Daoist!"

He swept his whisk; the three thousand silver threads were the Three Thousand Great Daos, weaving eternal splendor, and with a casual flick he shattered the great witches' concerted assault, sending them flying backward.

Back then, Pangu slaughtered wildly in Chaos; the three thousand demigods standing shoulder‑to‑shoulder were all wiped out clean.

Today, he, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, also wants to replicate that glorious feat!

He will thrash the entire Wu Clan and sweep aside all Great Luo!

He, will become the strongest myth!

Even……

"What are you waiting for, you who opened the sibling Black Manor?"

"Let this poor Daoist witness your might!"

"Also let me know whether, in this vast Honghuang, the ages see each generation stronger than the last, each newcomer replacing the old!"

"Especially that Nüwa… relying on Xihuang's might, she does evil; I've tolerated her long enough!"

The Dao Ancestor issued the strongest challenge.

On Phoenix Perch Mountain, Xihuang remained silent, utterly quiet.

But in the Pangu Holy Temple here, Nüwa is already furious.

"As you wish!"

After an angry shout, she fiercely unleashed her most terrifying great divine ability, standing at the initial time node of Honghuang's creation, the Great Dao of creation and reincarnation running side by side.

From this moment on, the already established laws of heaven and earth are being altered, following Nüwa's will, amplifying her battle power!

This is extremely terrifying.

The evolution of Honghuang is planned by her; the origin of all things is decided by her.

She creates new matter and vital energy, while gradually covering and replacing the old matter and vital energy; the whole operation amounts to—refining Honghuang, turning public into private!

For such a horrendous act, the Honghuang universe offers surprisingly little resistance, as if it were already familiar, easily turning into Nüwa's form.

When Nüwa's Great Dao blossoms to its peak, she throws a punch, and the entire Honghuang heaven and earth move, moving with that punch!

The Great Dao of creation refines heaven and earth; how much can Nüwa refine?

The answer is—excluding the Great Luo, she has a full ten parts!

It's truly unbelievable… yet it's unexpected yet reasonable.

Because, this incredible project was already completed by Nüwa in the previous eon.

After immeasurable ages, every inch of land and every inch of spacetime in the Honghuang universe has already been dyed by Nüwa's Great Dao, tinted with her hue.

That heaven and earth, those beings, those creatures lacking even self-will, in their essence, in the factors of their life‑inheritance information, Nüwa has already inscribed her own existence, becoming the sovereign of all vital energy and matter.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, no living or dead thing beneath the Great Luo can escape her "demonic claws".

Even if it is as ancient as can be, ancient to the point of having been born before Nüwa began undertaking such a colossal project.

It's still useless.

Because, who made Nüwa a Great Luo?

After the plan began, the heaven and earth and beings were thoroughly dyed; looking at those existences still straying outside, Nüwa unceremoniously activated the Great Luo's authority, back‑tracking time to that very instant after the creation of heaven and earth.

That is the moment when the primordial matter was shaped by creation, the origin of beings' birth.

At that time point, a black curtain fell, shrouding the entire Honghuang.

Only the Pangu who attained the Dao in that era could stop this black curtain… but?

This Pangu is Nüwa's elder brother!

The highest Heavenly Emperor of the most ancient Heavenly Court, Fuxi, gave her leeway, tacitly allowing her to use the endless ages to polish her own Dao, using her own creations to gradually cover the existing creations, imprinting her mark upon the whole universe, engraving ownership rights in every being's inheritance factors—Nüwa's creations, infringement punished!

Having come this far, besides Pangu, who could check her?!

None.

Brother‑sister Black Manor…… is that a joke with you?

Houtu, Houtu…… the sovereign of earth!

She controls all the land and mountains of Honghuang; all vital energy and matter obey her commands!

Only names are miscalled; no daoist title is mistaken.

Nüwa, truly the "Wealth of the World"!

At this moment, she throws a punch forward, the universe resonates; it can be called a "Qiankun strike". Even a top‑tier Primordial‑level great divine ability user who dares to block the way will have his ashes scattered in an instant.

Creation refines heaven and earth; all beings return to one punch!

After this punch lands, it is no longer Nüwa herself attacking; it is the endless ages coming down, the whole Honghuang, all beings, all of ancient history, advancing together!

Even this is still far from the limit of Nüwa's punch power!

Because this is merely the might of "Creation"... although it moves with Honghuang entwined, appearing omnipotent, yet facing Hongjun, Nüwa dares not be the slightest bit careless.

Thus, besides "Creation", "Reincarnation" also displays its might.

—Reincarnation is infinite, spacetime parallel; endless spacetime, eternal and free!

If we say, Creation has grasped a "Honghuang".

Then Reincarnation, on the basis of that "one", constantly cycles, thereby deriving countless billions, even boundlessly infinite "Honghuang"!

Boundless and infinite, ultimately reaching the Ultimate!

This is Nüwa and Pangu's path!

In a haze, in the vision that appeared behind Nüwa, that splendid scene of Honghuang showed a split.

The river of time shimmered, past and future overlapping and intertwining, cause and effect reversed, myriad reincarnations, the temporal sequence turned into a circle, endless.

Merely an instant, immeasurable parallel spacetimes were formed, endless Qiankun worlds forged… countless spacetimes, then re‑settled in the river of time by a beam of starlight, a scoop of river water, letting it surge and flow.

Finally, this river became a circle, creating something from nothing, bringing forth the infinite!

Within the cyclic spacetime, similar yet different histories are enacted, the most mysterious reincarnation.

They are all possibilities of fate's evolution; countless beings obtain a replica here, as if they entered different rivers, splitting in the reflection of the time dimension, myriad selves resonating with each other.

And in the end, all of this converges in Nüwa, enacting her Great Dao, manipulated by her.

Such an achievement can nearly be called—Ancient!

Pangu!

Nüwa's punch is truly terrifying in its momentum.

In her wrath, she unleashed the most brilliant strike of her life, the ultimate of her Great Dao!

One punch smashes down, and it is as if countless "Honghuang" are smashed upon the head and face… even if there are deficiencies, unable to reach the Great Luo, lacking the most refined part of the human Dao.

Yet even so, no Great Luo dares to openly say they would willingly take a bare‑chested hit from Nüwa's "little fist".

It could cost lives!

It will kill people!

Of course, with such mighty power, Nüwa is not at ease either… because this divine ability existed only in imagination—that is, the brain‑filling stage.

To unleash it now is really too strained.

——The software is great, but the hardware can't keep up.

Creation is flawless, yet reincarnation bears a defect.

Once there is a flaw, it becomes difficult to achieve perfection; one cannot truly accomplish the 'endless' evolution of Honghuang, and the divine ability will have a loophole.

But…

There are some things.

It is called the Black Manor, called the background, called the reliance…

Nüwa, one hand clenched in front, charging forward with all her might, while the other hand behind her frantically gestured and hinted at 'Pangu'.

Thus…

The imprint of that Pangu giant, dwelling in the bygone age, also stirred!

This is the true Pangu!

It is the Pangu capable of truly opening up the pinnacle of Honghuang, the Pangu able to define the Great Luo concept and create boundless Myriad Heavens spacetime!

With His supplement, why would Nüwa worry that this divine ability cannot be perfected?

A blade of axe-light, another blade originally meant to slay the three thousand demons, its residual force so abundant that it pierced spacetime, transcended eternity, and subtly and perfectly embedded into the ultimate move of 'Creation-Reincarnation', filling those flaws and regrets, driving reincarnation to achieve infinite derivation and rotation.

When such a pinnacle-level coordination appeared, for a moment even the Honghuang cosmos and the vast ancient history seemed to halt their forward stride.

Only in the unseen depths did the supreme Dao resonance chant, faintly and intermittently——

「Ancient—Nüwa! 」

Ancient Nüwa!

This is practically a premature manifestation of Nüwa's future achievements, shaking antiquity and dazzling the present, causing all gods to tremble and worship.

At this very moment, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who has already merged with the Heavenly Dao, must confront it and be given due respect.

«Sibling mixed doubles, indeed they have a trick. »

«Fortunately, I… am no longer what I once was. »

«You have sibling Black Manor, while I have the Heavenly Net that is vast and inexhaustible! »

«The Heavenly Net is vast and inexhaustible, sparse yet nothing escapes… It's not that it doesn't repay, only that the time has not yet come. »

Before his fist even reached the face, he let out a sigh, then waved his horsetail whisk… myriad strands of silver silk crisscrossed, intertwining into a net, infinitely extended, piercing into the boundless 'Honghuang'.

Then——

One pull!

One tug!

Nüwa's advancing figure then stalled.

Because, her divine ability was going out of control!

«Honghuang» is becoming independent!

Myriad upon myriad of 'Honghuang' now each have countless 'independent beings', together radiating a light—that is—the light of the Heavenly Dao!

The Heavenly Dao invades, taking control of heaven and earth!

Heaven and earth yearn for the existence of the Heavenly Dao… because only with the Heavenly Dao as a server's assistance and governance can resources be optimally allocated, allowing greater advancement.

This is an instinct, like asking a living being—why do you wish to live?

Because only by living can there be infinite possibilities!

And when heaven, earth, and the myriad peoples have a great steward—the Heavenly Dao—capable of long-term planning and resource distribution… in an instant, this heaven and earth become ruthless.

Even the creators will no longer obey unconditionally; they must first weigh their own gains and losses.

——Even if you are my father and mother, demanding I unconditionally sacrifice and give, solely for your private benefit… then I must give it serious thought.

After all, I now possess independent thought, mastery over my own mind, and the instinct to pursue survival and advancement!

When such independent beings number in the tens of thousands, even to the infinite… they become a trend, reflecting, correcting, exerting reverse influence, making it difficult for Nüwa to move forward.

A Heavenly Net, woven silently and invisibly, sparse yet nothing escapes, binds her within.

Nüwa's divine ability is indeed stunning and glorious.

In terms of attack power, it is nearly the greatest of the present age.

But… the Great Dao is myriad, each with its own profundity.

Softness can overcome strength, humility can also strike down tyranny; it is not about relying solely on brute force.

The Dao Ancestor exerted little force, yet still suppressed her tightly… this subtly is the suppression of Dao cultivation.

However, Nüwa is not willing to sit back and await death.

«Reincarnation! »

Her pupils inverted, silently and invisibly, all of 'Honghuang' underwent reincarnation, cleansing the invading traces of the Heavenly Dao, freeing it from its predicament.

«Useless! »

Hongjun smiled, calm and self-satisfied, 'The Heavenly Dao is formless, the Heavenly Dao is inconstant… it does not rely on form to stand, does not rely on strength to act, does not await life to persist, does not follow death to perish.'

«In heaven it becomes the stars, on earth it becomes rivers and mountains; in obscurity it becomes ghosts and gods, in clarity it transforms into humanity. »

«Nüwa, my Dao realm has reached this point, already nearing the perfection of Taiyi, only a hair's breadth from Pangu's level. »

«You and I still differ by a thread… a thread's difference, a chasm as vast as heaven and earth; how could you possibly sweep away my Dao traces cleanly? »

«There will always be remnants. »

«A trace of remnant suffices… the Dao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and onward to all things. »

«What is yours is mine; what is mine remains mine! »

«The Heavenly Dao is indestructible! The Heavenly Dao does not perish! »

«This is the eternal constant principle! »

«So, just stay quietly with me. »

The Dao Ancestor laughed, shaking his horsetail whisk; the silver strands surged, and that Heavenly Net grew stronger by a third, crisscrossing, enveloping Nüwa's form like a gigantic cocoon.

This scene is truly shocking.

Many Great Luo stared in shock — after Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, he had become outrageously strong!

It's almost as if Pangu himself were standing here!

How do we fight this?

The Dao Ancestor looked left and right, complacently stroking his silver sideburns; despite working day and night until his hair turned gray young, now being able to hold his head high truly made him damn badass.

"Fuxi!"

"Why haven't you made a move yet?"

"Let me see just how strong the true Pangu really is."

He smiled as he gazed at Pangu on the Heaven-Opening Battlefield and Xihuang on Phoenix Perch Mountain, then shifted tone: "Are you just playing it safe?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

Hongjun suddenly exclaimed, "Oh!"

"I think I've figured it out!"

"You don't not want to act — you simply can't!"

"After all, you didn't abdicate willingly back then!"

"If you unleash the true power of Pangu, Honghuang will naturally counter it — they'd cancel each other out, amounting to nothing."

"At most, it's just playing it safe."

"Sigh..."

"In that case, wouldn't this humble Daoist be invincibly lonely?"

Hongjun gazed at his own shadow, lamenting how lonely invincibility is.

Just then, a snicker sounded.

"Heh."

Xihuang staggered over, holding a cup of wine.

He examined Hongjun, took a sip of wine but didn't swallow, just rinsing his mouth.

Then, with a puff, he spat it out in front of Hongjun, splashing and wetting his clothes.

"You're so strong, lonely and invincible… then I'll let you have three moves — you go first."

"Come, make your move!"

"If you've got the guts, go ahead and strike!"

(End of chapter)