Chapter 618: with translation of chapter title

The Heavenly Court never fears sacrifice.

Even so, sacrifice is also part of the Yao Emperor's plan!

To them, as long as the strategic goal is achieved, any further expenditure in this process is worthwhile.

A one-strike-three-birds strategy, iron-blooded and merciless, assaulting the Wu Clan's defenses, will prolong the hatred of bloody battle beyond death, with undying war souls striking the netherworld……

Finally, finally, it is the achievement of the Great Emperor of Fengdu!

The Netherworld is the resting place of the dead, and also a paradise where the failed lick their wounds——in this vast cosmos where one can enjoy eternal life, to many, death and cessation are seen as life's failure!

A group of failed souls wander, unwilling to accept the sorrowful fact, yet dreaming of an unexpected turnaround to recoup losses, clinging to hope……

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, upholding the merciless order of survival of the fittest, coldly looks down on these departed souls, thus passing judgment.

Some ruthless commanders, indifferently and calmly judging the mental faculties of these souls, deem them mediocre and incapable…… Yet the vast numbers, and the equal essence of living beings granted by the Human Dao, cause many thoughts to stir, to lurk, to scheme, eager to get involved.

——In short, it is both looking down on 'workers' and yet wanting to enjoy the fruits of their labor.

It is most unreasonable, yet very much about humanity.

For this hard-to-speak-of true intention, the chess player places a piece, sending some lackeys into the Netherworld.

War, the soil of darkness and chaos, gives birth to many misdeeds, incubating the sins of the world.

Carrying such sins is enough to make the election of the Great Emperor of Fengdu even more bewildering.

Because……

The achievement of the Great Emperor of Fengdu is not just a single path, ah!

The route planned by Houtu, bearing sins—resolving sins, with a boundless heart and the most compassionate feelings, is merely one of them, originating from the benevolent thoughts of the Human Dao.

Besides…… there is yet another path!

After all.

The ways to verify the Dao of Pangu are not unique; how could a single Great Emperor of Fengdu possibly stop the endless stream of well-meaning people with their wondrous ideas?

Utterly wicked and evil.

The Eastern Emperor departs, holding the Chaos Bell, personally leading the campaign, intending to challenge the Wu Clan's commander, inviting them to a showdown at their peak——

War is not merely a clash of foot soldiers; it also features a grand showdown of commanders!

A commander too weak cannot hold his position.

Taiyi's figure breaks into the boundless heights, standing at the source of time, striking the bell that heralds the universe's opening, penetrating the endless temporal nodes, causing even the majestic, vast Great Wall to ripple slightly!

He, astonishingly, by his own power, shook the marvel that the Wu Clan wholeheartedly achieved!

Divine might overwhelms the world!

But the Yao Marshal Báizé who previously followed at his side now no longer pays heed to these.

At his ear, the Eastern Emperor's final words echo.

To become the ultimate of worldly sins, to scorn all disasters and hardships, as the most terrifying perpetrator, representing the evil of the Human Dao…… such a person also has hope to become that Great Emperor of Fengdu!

Being harsh to others, harsh to oneself, harsh to the extreme, walking a single path to darkness…… even sins can be devoured, making all sorrow tremble and fear……

The ultimate tyrant chokes out all hearts of resistance, the will to resist…… the longing of the Netherworld's souls for beauty and happiness will all be destroyed and sunk!

Of course, the birth of such a figure may cause the Wu Clan, even at the cost of their lives and sparing no expense, to also want to kill him……

But, isn't that better?

The Wu Clan has trampled upon the rules they themselves set…… fairness, thus reduced to an illusion!

Taiyi's lingering echoes are faint; the Yao Marshal Báizé already wears a deep expression.

This Wise Man of the Heavenly Court gazes upon the mountains and rivers of Honghuang, gazes upon the Netherworld's judiciary, gazes……

After surveying the entire world in a full circle, he lets out a deep sigh, muttering softly to himself.

The radiance of humanity……

And the extermination of humanity……

Alas, in ordinary times, I secretly glanced at Di Jun……

To be able to devise such a method, this is also a ruthless god of an era.

Báizé blew out a breath, rubbed his hands, feeling that the hairs on his body could not recover their original state for a long time; even in the sweltering heat there is a slight chill, and a faint coolness drifts in his heart.

With so many talented individuals and dangerous figures appearing together, is this the pace to tear apart Honghuang?

Looking back suddenly, I realize I am about to fall behind……

This moral bottom line……

Should I also follow and lower it a bit?

Báizé the Great Sage shows much helplessness in his brows and eyes.

When will it begin?

Even 'unscrupulous, bottomless' is now being involuted?

When immortals fight, mortals suffer…… Please, withdraw your divine powers and spare humanity!

Báizé sighed and turned away.

In the blink of an eye, he had no trace.

Only a faint streak of spiritual light traces through the dim void, leading to an unknown direction.

This furtive action seems to be doing something that cannot see the light.

For example, traitors, spies, information transmission……

And so on, and so on.

In a distant place, a sovereign reaches out, feeling in a familiar yet strange mailbox, and draws out this streak of spiritual light.

Crimson light spreads, the fate of humanity guards, the celestial canopy boundless, making the sovereign possess overwhelming majesty.

Yandi!

"He" was originally stationed in the human race royal court, and at the critical juncture of the all‑out war, he mobilized the clan's strength to provide logistical support for the Wu Clan's full front line.

Yandi had a clear idea in his mind.

He judged that the present human race was not suitable to be prematurely thrown into the frontline meat‑grinder battlefield that had already gone berserk—that was true madness, with gods, immortals, demons, and Wu all hurling their own flesh and blood into it!

The human race that had just mustered a bit of spirit and vigor did indeed have decent fighting spirit and resolve, but such a reckless, wanton tit‑for‑tat behavior… it would be better to steer clear, striving to preserve its living strength.

In the bloody battle, the Wu Clan struck first!

Naturally, this was also to be expected.

After all, Wu Clan……why did they appear?

After all is said and done, it was Nüwa who stirred them up!

By selecting the timeline of the human race's glorious heyday, exercising the supreme divine ability, she filtered from the endless future those true spirits of outstanding will and character, and had them descend in these "past" years!

The Wu Clan, in fact, is illusory.

Yet these illusory beings fight for the real human race, striving to seize the glory of being the protagonist of heaven and earth!

They are essentially the human race's warriors!

Warriors protecting the populace—isn't that just natural?

This is an extraordinarily grand case of reversing cause and effect.

By analogy, it can actually be compared to the Buddhist tradition.

The two Buddhist patriarchs, having cleared the relationship, flung open the back door, allowing a certain unnamed fortune‑bearing Dao lord to turn a blind eye and approve the application for a grand vow loan.

— If the Buddhist faction were approved for a loan of however much, they would achieve whatever results, repaying the loan in installments over immeasurable kalpas; if they defaulted, lacking assets to cover debt, they would go bankrupt and be liquidated.

In this regard, Nüwa drew inspiration.

First, pretending that the human race had no shadow, she made it the protagonist of heaven and earth; then she overdrew a little credibility in the human realm, played a hand of the unprecedented reverse‑cause‑and‑effect, and conjured the Wu Clan out of thin air.

Have the Wu Clan crush the Demon Race, then let the human race place the crown of heaven and earth's protagonist upon its own head…

Thus, the spacetime cause‑and‑effect linked up perfectly, forming a circle.

From the operation of this great experiment, Nüwa reaped the most precious experience and successfully proved the Dao of Pangu.

Hmm, perfect!

Of course.

Such perfection, too, exists only in imagination.

Behind it lurked far too many trials……a slight mistake would lead to a blood‑bath!

The loan feels great at first.

Repayment is a crematorium.

The Wu Clan walked out from the finest of the human race.

Then.

At the moment the Lich Great Tribulation ends, the human race must develop to a sufficient level, matching Nüwa's definition for humanity: possessing true wisdom and courage in full measure, virtue and nature flawless, capable of leading all sentient beings of the human realm and the myriad races toward a beautiful future as the protagonist race!

Unable to do this?

Then, even if the Wu Clan relied on superb power to defeat the Demon Race, Nüwa could forget about becoming Pangu……and would moreover shoulder a debt so huge as to be terrifying, making the gods tremble!

Becoming Pangu has never been a simple matter.

Even if Nüwa had a brother who was Pangu, things would be much easier……but she herself still needed to have a clear idea.

This is by no means an easy task.

Drawing strength from the future, mortgaging a loan……if the amount is too small, the Wu Clan's combat power will be feeble, unable to resist the Demon Race, in which case this loan would be better not taken.

If too much is borrowed, the amount too vast, the Wu Clan from top to bottom would possess boundless wisdom and peerless strength, crushing the Demon Race single‑handedly……

All right.

When unleashing unmatched power, people are extremely delighted, exceedingly smug.

When it comes time to repay, their eyes go wide, they become foolish, wailing to heaven and earth, packing up their belongings overnight, ready to flee.

Too bad.

If one fails to become Pangu, can they still escape?

Impossible.

"Honghuang"……is also Pangu!

A pursuit by one Pangu cannot be stopped unless another Pangu lends a hand to offset it!

Nüwa has this condition.

But she would never do that, no matter what……spine! She has spine!

Just moments ago she was still shouting to overthrow domestic tyranny and topple the August Emperor's rule.

Then she turned around, crying for father and mother, acknowledging that the elder brother is like a father……she couldn't bear to lose face.

Therefore, everything must be kept within a measure.

One must be able to muster an army, selected from the human race, using false cultivation to block the Demon Race.

Moreover, in this process one must properly temper the human race, letting it grow, grow into true heroes capable of leading the myriad races, establishing a new era order and thoroughly burying the old chronological system!

Therefore.

In the imminent all‑engulfing world‑shaking war, the human race entrusts the main battlefield to the Wu Clan, while attending to logistics, also from time to time throwing some curveballs, seeking opportunities to temper itself.

Time and again, wandering about, Yandi kept control of the situation, leading the human race to fight suitable elite monsters, sweep aside fitting bosses, honing awareness, forging technique, accumulating experience, awaiting the day of breaking the cocoon to become a butterfly.

This tests the leader's ability greatly, with many pressures converging on him.

However, Yandi does not fear challenges.

As the fighting went on, he even grew somewhat addicted.

After all, he has a background of just leaving the thatched cottage.

Although he previously showed off a move, he struck a stunning blow.

But he was still labeled a 'Novice,' at most a promising newcomer… enemies would take notice, but how could they take him so seriously as to treat him as the final boss?

A 'Demon King' running to the novice village to play the hero…

Too much!

What does this show?

Is it a loss of morality?

Or a distortion of divinity?

Integrity… all over the floor!

Thus it can be seen.

Nüwa… is no innocent simpleton.

Also.

Although the Empress Nüwa's intentions are good, she still greatly raises the Feng family's average moral baseline, but in some times, in some operations…

Although the Empress Nüwa's intentions are good, she still greatly raises the Feng family's average moral baseline, but in some times, in some operations…

Still quite shocking to the heart.

Thus, enjoying the pleasure of bullying newcomers, 'Yandi' had a great time.

Playing games, winning is the only way to be happy!

But this happiness doesn't last long.

A sudden message made 'Yandi' sigh lightly, lamenting that there are always troublemakers trying to harm him, one problem after another.

Dark Capital… Dark Capital…

Rules, cannot be easily broken…

Then, it's time to arrange…

I want to ensure the Netherworld Court can exert its positive effect, rather than being infiltrated by some bad apples from the Heavenly Court… I need to speed up.

Who can undertake this great task?

'Yandi' furrowed his brows, beginning to screen within humankind.

First, what he saw was the royal court.

Able to bear the suffering of humanity.

Also capable of resolving and soothing the grievances in the hearts of all beings.

Both mind and ability are not lacking…

If such a person truly appears, they ought to be a human emperor for our humankind!

Yet for the sake of humankind's greater good and interests, one must choose to sacrifice oneself willingly, entering the Netherworld… sigh!

'Yandi' sighed lightly, feeling somewhat torn inside.

But no matter how torn, the decision that must be made will still be made.

This is a hero of humankind.

If he agrees to this, he should be buried with imperial rites, posthumously granted an imperial title, and enjoy supreme treatment…

As both the Great Emperor of the Dark Capital and one of the human emperors of our humankind!

'Yandi' flipped through the list, beginning a long search.

It must be said, this era's humankind also indeed produces outstanding talents in abundance.

Meeting Nüwa's growth expectations, too many too many talents with both wisdom and courage are born.

Even if we need to pick the best of the best, demanding the utmost standards for a peerless hero in both mind and talent, there are still such people!

Perhaps.

Such heroes, compared to those ancient overlords, lack only the accumulation of time.

Great Court…

'Yandi' tilted his head, 'This young man… not bad, huh?'

But… is his background clean?

Is his origin pure?

'Yandi' examined the data with a skeptical gaze.

No way.

In this world, alternate accounts… are quite popular.

The requirements for the Great Emperor of the Dark Capital's achievements, those stringent demands on ability and mind… speaking of which, among the three thousand innate gods, there are indeed a few who can meet them.

Among these individuals, each one… is terrifying!

Moreover.

What annoys and troubles Nüwa is that these people… are mostly also related to her elder brother.

Letting such people infiltrate, the Netherworld Court and Netherworld… what surname will they ultimately bear…

Quite doubtful.

No.

Not right.

No need to doubt.

Should still be the Feng surname.

But it's not Nüwa's Feng, it's Fuxi's Feng!

(End of chapter)