Chapter 638

Nüwa, once among the strongest of the innate divine beings, wielded supreme authority, commanding the eight corners of the universe, overseeing population and land.

Now she stands among humanity, sharing heart and mind with the myriad beings, attacking the lawless!

When she solemnly swung her fist, revealing her spiritual will…… although there may be a small part of pretense, what is exposed is entirely true.

At that moment, she was more of a human emperor than the human emperor!

The path to enlightened sage-emperor possesses that most resolute awakening.

In fact, Nüwa herself possesses such potential talent, but "it is easy to change the realm, hard to change one's nature"; daily she is sealed by her own salted-fish disposition, so even with such talent it's hard to say how much she can display.

——Besides, who made her brother so competitive?

If one can win by lying back, can cling to a thigh, why must one still endure such arduous struggle, step by step, leading the myriad beings out of predicament?

After all, Fuxi is not lacking either; he has done enough, proactively leading humanity to struggle and rise—another Nüwa neither too much nor too little… oh no, during overtime, her presence is still very much needed.

Fuxi's brilliance overshadowed Nüwa's radiance.

But now!

Fuxi slunk off the stage, and Nüwa lost her support.

Moreover, a carrot presiding over the household dangles before her eyes, the biggest turning point in confirming the sibling relationship.

Thus, Nüwa turned over from her salted-fish state!

In this world, there are only mistaken names, never mistaken nicknames.

Nüwa Empress!

This is the title of reverence bestowed upon her by the myriad gods, and she indeed lives up to it, walking the path of a sage-emperor.

Having come to today, looking back suddenly, Nüwa herself is the pioneer, the trailblazer!

Others may perhaps stand beside her, but no one dares claim to have absolutely surpassed her.

As the ancestral Wu shaman of Houtu of the Wu Clan, disguising herself, feigning to be a human emperor, yet she is more reliable than countless human emperors throughout history.

If she herself had not revealed the truth, who could have guessed that this Yandi… is actually a fake?!

No.

Perhaps someday.

This "Yandi" might actually be genuine!

But that is a very distant future scenario.

At this moment, at this instant, Yandi·Nüwa had not envisaged such an absurd future; she simply continued to swing her fist with steady composure.

Even though the Wu-slaying sword had just cut down, leaving her fist drenched in blood, wounded by the most vicious blade.

But!

Her heart does not waver, her will does not change!

The blazing holy fire, frenzied and intense, at this moment overwhelmed half the sky, dancing with Yandi·Nüwa's intent, striking together with that blood-drenched fist.

Nüwa threw her heart into the punch; that sacrificial fist intent, that grand spirit, had long surpassed heaven and earth, resonating with the myriad heavens through eternity.

Sacrifice endures!

This time it is no longer like before, unpredictable, like a single punch yet like myriad punches.

It is very clear, also very definite.

Only one punch!

But this punch…… caused the entire Honghuang world to faintly move with it, as if the era itself shifted for it, a punch capable of deciding destiny's future.

"Heiya!"

Zi Tie Yao Marshal's eyes bulged, opened to the utmost, an unparalleled pressure enveloped his body, almost crushing his spirit and flesh completely.

Under the heaviest pressure, he let out a low growl, gripping tightly the Wu-slaying sword in his hand, his divine blood trickled down, sliding along the blade, performing a blood offering.

This seemed to awaken something, and also to ignite something; the ferocious long sword suddenly gave a light ring, the sound of guilt, the sound of lament, as if criticizing the human emperor's path—so-called sacrifice, who goes to die? After victory, who reaps the fruit?

The human heart's subtlety turned into the deepest sword light, enacting the fiercest strike, fading from the tangible world, merging into the entirety of humanity, like the supreme ultimate, unmatched.

This is a sword that can kill, and also a sword that must exterminate the heart!

Killing is not the end; exterminating the heart is the conclusion!

The Wu-slaying sword seeks to slay Wu, but what it wants to slay is never merely the Wu Clan's overtly strongest physique…… that is actually just a side branch.

Heart undying, dream undying, even amid the most tragic sacrifice, those departed will not relinquish; they will crawl from their graves to wage war, to slaughter!

Or perhaps, from future ages, they will break through time's obstruction, descend into this world, to continue the unfinished war!

Especially, among those who fight in bloody battles, there are no shortage of those who have proven the Dao and attained eternal Great Luo!

Such individuals are hardest to kill…… even if their bodies turn to ash and smoke, even if their primordial spirits shatter into nothing, the eternal thread of innate indestructible spiritual light will tell the foe—I will surely return!

To utterly annihilate such heroes, the only thing one can do is to exterminate the heart, shatter their thoughts in this regard, lose this "I", no longer strive for an impossible path.

This, is the true essence of the Wu-slaying sword!

Formerly, it used a supreme being—Donghuang Emperor—to perform a sword sacrifice, shattering the sovereign of law.

Now, held in the hand of a Yao Marshal, it slashes toward the human race's sage-emperor, as if to reenact the old tragedy!

Then……

Then there was no more.

The most devastating, that grand and mighty sword intent, as if coexisting with myriad ages of humanity, was punched through by Yandi with a single iron fist!

The Wu-slaying sword, shaken upward, coiled back and struck Zi Tie the Great Sage, crushing half his body, blood spraying heaven and earth.

Moreover, his primordial spirit also suffered calamity; a supreme terrifying fist intent bombarded it, shattering it into billions of fragments, the innate indestructible spiritual light revealed, faintly dim.

The battle situation was utterly one-sided, the outcome vastly disproportionate.

"How could this be?"

Zi Tie Yao Marshal roared in disbelief.

My Heavenly Court's divine sword, how could it——

Nothing is impossible. Yandi, whose arm bore deep visible bone scars, retracted his fist; his brow furrowed slightly with fatigue, yet his heroic bearing remained undiminished. "Sacrifice is merely a spiritual construction, a kind of awakening."

It is the resolve to sacrifice oneself generously, the courage to fight many with few.

It is not necessarily true death.

Yandi glanced indifferently at the Yao Marshal Zi Tie, shook his arm, and the scars vanished—"It mainly comes down to a comparison of abilities."

If it were the Demon Emperor who held this sword, I might still have to be wary three parts.

And you?

How could you make me speak the words 'sacrifice'!

Facing me, you not only refuse to surrender, but dare to launch a counterattack!

Who gave you this courage?

A mere paper tiger—who could it frighten!

Arrogant and overconfident without realizing it—today you will stay here completely!

Having spoken, Yandi indifferently extended a hand; as his sleeve flicked, heaven and earth inverted, sun and moon lost light, all things returned to void, and the Yao Marshal Zi Tie, locked within, felt only that he was heading toward ending and destruction.

Heavenly Emperor Majesty, your subject is incapable……

The Yao Marshal Zi Tie let out a long sigh, murmured helplessly, "Unable to match the Human Emperor, perhaps I will even lose my life……"

Moreover, my death is trivial; if the Slayer-Witch Divine Sword is lost…… the crime would be immeasurable!

The Yao Marshal Zi Tie sighed again.

He regretted, blamed himself, sighed at his own rashness and underestimation of the Human Emperor——

This young man, though a fortunate one, has too many shortcomings in his control of combat strength.

But his intellect is undoubtedly top-notch and terrifying!

Strength lacking can be cultivated.

Combat strength deficient can be honed.

Only mind and bearing require supreme talent and supreme experience to be forged into accomplishment.

The Yandi before us, this Human Emperor, even if not now among the peak of the universe, will surely reach the summit in the future…… because he already possesses that potential, he has obtained the ticket!

This is a great foe!

No matter how much we value him, it is never excessive.

In a flash, Zi Tie understood what principle……

Yandi daring to bet against the Dragon Ancestor is truly not a momentary fit of anger; he still has two tricks up his sleeve!

What a pity.

Yao Marshal Zi Tie, upon realizing this principle, seems a bit late?

Trapped in dire straits, calling to heaven brings no response, calling to earth brings no aid; the whole spirit is about to grow cold!

The sorrowful, bitter spirit spreads, like a dirge prepared in advance for oneself.

And this, it seems to have triggered something.

The Slayer-Witch sword trembled slightly, its blade taking on a different aura.

Hmm?

Yandi first sensed it; his pupils instantly became exceedingly bright, abruptly changing his move, turning the target of his slaughter to that fierce sword.

However, it seemed as if a preparation made in advance had been activated at this very moment of desperation.

The sword, somewhat twisted and bent, straightened; the swirling, descending demon race qi surged with unprecedented vigor, under a will perhaps suddenly descended or perhaps stealthily approaching to direct, its lethal power spontaneously manifested, opposing Yandi's suppression!

Between existence and non-existence, a phantom transcending heaven and earth, surpassing all beings, appeared; its heroic stature towering, looking down on the world, with a raised hand it summoned the Slayer-Witch sword into its grasp, blade pointing forward, heaven and earth plunged into great cold!

The same sword.

Previously held in Zi Tie's hand, now held by this person, they are utterly one on earth, one in heaven, a gap not calculable by reason!

Heavenly Emperor Di Jun!

Yandi gave a soft shout, "Long time no see!"

He continued the past karma, once having tied a straw dog on the Heavenly Court as an offering, the greatest satire.

Today, they are even more each other's opponents, blades meeting!

Yandi's whole body blazed with holy fire; raising his fist, he rushed to kill.

"Junior, you have today become a force to be reckoned with, making me recall the past, I feel a bit regretful." The Heavenly Emperor's phantom brandished its sword and struck; one slash cleaved down, chaos shook heaven and earth, all directions annihilated, shaking Yandi's sealing domain, yet it could not immediately break through.

However, he was not in a hurry either, still having some interest to chat: "Back then, if the little Kui ox had gone berserk more suddenly and radically…… or if we could have swapped in a stronger demon sage, perhaps you would not be so rampant today."

"I am rampant, you are arrogant!" Yandi said coldly, "A mere phantom, do you also want to play demon?"

You are still far off!

Today I will slay you!

You cannot do it." The Heavenly Emperor's phantom smiled faintly, very composed, "I sent Zi Tie this time to weigh you, to measure your ability."

Your strength and intellect are indeed progressing rapidly, making me somewhat astonished.

But…… my emperor's divine schemes are unknown to you.

Calculate the time…… he should also be arriving.

Di Jun's phantom chuckled lightly, suddenly raised its head to gaze at the sky, abandoning resistance.

No.

Perhaps not giving up.

But rather believing that heavenly reinforcements will arrive, just in time to break the stalemate!

Cry!

At this very moment!

A sharp, piercing cry echoed through the ages, shaking mountains and rivers!

One great Peng pressed down on heaven and earth, shook the ages, swift as wind and lightning, spanning countless mountains and rivers, bearing endless clear winds and bright moons, embracing the vast, boundless seas, it blazed fiercely into this realm of heaven and earth sealed by Yandi!

Boom!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Peerless divine speed, divine might that overwhelms the world!

This Peng bird is overwhelmingly strong and terrifying, its offensive power heavenly; as it sweeps past here, the moment it brushes past Yandi equals hundreds of millions of attacks, condensing eternity into an instant!

Kun-Peng Demon Master!

In Yandi's eyes, there was once a flash, a strange light flickered.

But he was shouting lowly, holy fire blazing, contending with one of the demon court's supreme beings.

How could you possibly break through the blockade of the Wind and Thunder Two Divisions' ancestral witches?

Trivial tricks, not worth mentioning!

The Peng bird chuckled lightly, brushed past, and responded nonchalantly, "Heavenly Emperor Majesty urgently summoned me; I also happened to have an itchy hand, plus Lei Ze and Tiānwú suddenly fell flat, so I simply came this time to witness the majesty of Yandi, you, the Human Emperor."

The Kun-Peng Great Sage is very carefree, very transcendent.

Spanning incalculable time-space, rushing billions of miles without cease, after a myriad of changing talks and clashes in an instant, brushing past again, such bearing truly inspires awe and admiration.

But.

Showing off sometimes invites lightning strikes.

This trip, the Kun-Peng Great Sage went easily…… the Heavenly Emperor's invitation was merely to embarrass a Human Emperor, and he even gave lots of pocket money, making it a profitable venture.

But!

But he was unaware.

Under this Yandi's guise, what kind of person is he!

That is Nüwa!

In the past, Nüwa was his nemesis!

The Kun is so huge, a pot can't hold it!

The Peng is so huge, two grills!

The Nüwa Emperor, famed as a glutton of an era, often looks upon the Kun-Peng with a different eye.

Now, the Kun-Peng bursts onto the scene, thrusting a leg…… Although its actions align with Yandi·Nüwa's original plan, even counting as a small assistance.

But…… she still finds the Kun-Peng extremely aggravating!!!

But the Kun-Peng remains unaware of these matters.

He advances like the wind, arriving in an instant, then departing just as swiftly.

Peerless divine speed, he made a bit of extra cash on the side, then hurriedly left, returning to his post to continue restraining the ancestral witches of the Wind and Thunder Two Divisions from afar, exchanging crackles.

He left only a dashing silhouette, which Yandi·Nüwa noted down in a little notebook.

Kun-Peng...

Yandi's eyes welled with just the right killing intent, genuine and impossible to fake.

He indeed had such a reason……

After all, taking advantage of the Kun-Peng Great Sage's surprise attack moment, the Heavenly Emperor's phantom, wielding the Slayer-Witch Sword and together with Ci Iron Great Sage, silently fled far away, depriving the Human Emperor of the chance to utterly devastate and cripple them!

A great opportunity lost!

How could one not hate the Kun-Peng?!

(End of chapter)