Chapter 663: Mutual Harm; The Mystery of the Yandi

Cross-dressing big shot!

The moment Fengxi walked out of the land of reincarnation, it was destined to shock the gods and leave a vivid mark in the annals of ages.

Perhaps, in a few years, a very obscure saying will spread——

In this world, the greatest, longest-lasting, and most widespread art is cross-dressing!

Of course.

Out of respect for the venerable, I won't say exactly who.

At this moment, at this instant, the gods witnessed Fengxi breaking through the Ghost Gate and capturing Bifang with a single hand; for a moment they were speechless, feeling their worldviews shattered and their personal moral bottom line refreshed.

This Human Emperor Majesty, with a gentle smile on his face, seemed to be mocking, yet also seemed to be posing a thought-provoking inquiry to the divinities paying attention to this place——

"Are you surprised or not?"

"Are you unexpected or not?"

"Over these years, I've been the active Houtu in the netherworld!"

Too absurd.

Shocking the gods for countless years.

Actually, if you really look into it, cross-dressing isn't anything…… After all, those who have attained Great Luo have infinite spacetime, eternal freedom, countless incarnations; perhaps in some obscure corner they've tried every kind of sex change and mutation, every novelty.

But……

Everyone is doing it secretly, in the dark.

Someone like Fengxi bringing cross-dressing onto the stage in an open, aboveboard debut has never happened before!

He "created" history!

Throwing away morals and face, using the "evil art," he sat quietly in the underworld, holding his breath, and then……

Yingzhao and Bifang just fell.

Their falling was unexpected yet reasonable.

The whereabouts of all present-day Taiyi Great Luo beings are almost all known to the Heavenly Court.

Only here!

When facing someone like Fengxi, whose breakthrough time is unknown, a supremely strong being, the key is that he can still lower his face to disguise himself, not caring about bullying the weak, and even when he attacks there's a huge suspicion of ambush!

The two Yao Marshals, falling flat on their faces, are not at all wronged.

Not only are they not wronged,

They also used the tragedy that befell them to silently lament and accuse this world, opening the door to a new world for the ancient god sages——

How can there be such a shameless act, using cross-dressing in the work of digging pits and burying people?!

——Learned! Learned!

The gods' scalps went numb, upon the birth of such a sovereign among humanity, they felt incredulous…… This is a ruthless person!

However, Fengxi had no awareness whatsoever of becoming the world's focus…… Perhaps one should say he actually feels quite embarrassed about this, but doesn't know how to explain——Could it be that, once exposed, it's actually Lady Nüwa who is the first director, and he's just here to cooperate?

In that case, wouldn't the image of the Nüwa Emperor become terrible?

Outwardly steady as an old dog, inwardly a bit embarrassed, Fengxi therefore silently bore the world's misunderstanding of him——After all, given his moral bottom line, this isn't actually a major psychological burden.

He's long been used to it!

Just think back—when he went to Kunlun Mountain to work, how many slanders did he endure?

King of the Great Treasure Sword——that title, Fengxi has never forgotten.

Now, adding another identity as a cross-dressing big shot…… it's trivial!

'This isn't such a big problem.'

'Wanting to wash away these stigmas is just a small matter.'

Fengxi gripped Bifang with one hand, making this tragic, entrapped Yao Marshal start to roll his eyes, while he pondered an unspeakable idea: if he spoke of it, he would surely be mobbed.

'As long as all divinities are forced to cross-dress, the black history everyone shares can be considered nonexistent.'

'If anyone still dares to joke about my private life, saying something like the Great Treasure Sword……'

'Perfect, after you cross-dress, I'll spread a few rumors…… that's perfectly normal, right!'

Fengxi's expression was calm and composed, yet no one knew what he was thinking.

——Is he the type who would be bound by the world with words, morality, and morals?

——Totally wrong!

'As long as I have no morality, nothing in this world can bind me!'

'If you dare to joke excessively…… I dare to do something even more excessive!'

'Come on! Let's hurt each other!'

Fengxi, while holding malice toward many innate gods, ignored the collective shock of the ancient god sages over this matter and the ensuing uproar; it was their excited, complex feelings after eating the destined-to-leave-a-mark-through-the-ages big melon.

The gods sighed and shouted, their hearts filled with a myriad of 'horses' galloping after the mist of heavenly secrets in the land of reincarnation cleared and they grasped enough truth; countless words condensed, bursting forth from the depths of their souls.

"This……"

"Fuck!"

"Awesome!"

"No way?"

"Nüwa? Fengxi? They……"

"Devious! Too devious!"

The Alpaca Army ran rampant across the world, trampling the wasteland in the gods' hearts, leaving them in disarray in the wind.

But this no longer concerns Fengxi.

At this moment, what he focuses on is an opponent of sufficient stature—the sovereign of the Heavenly Court, the emperor of the Demon Race!

Heavenly Emperor Di Jun!

Time flowed through his heart; what had just happened was no secret to Fengxi.

The offspring of the Demon Race's sovereign, having survived nine deaths to gain one life, enraged this Supreme Emperor, prompting him to utter the most venomous curse and a great oath—an endless enmity with the Wu Clan and humanity.

When the Fire Masters were exterminated.

When the cycle of reincarnation was breached.

When protection and foundation are both uprooted, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race will unleash the greatest massacre!

By the way, Dayi will die a miserable death.

This amused Fengxi.

After all, this is already impossible…… even the prerequisites can no longer be met.

His action this time was precisely to bury the Heavenly Court's meddling in reincarnation, and it has already shown results…… Of course, this means Fengxi has offended Di Jun to the point of death.

In that case, there's no harm in offending him further.

"Rest assured, you cannot accomplish this."

Fengxi spoke softly.

Then, when the Heavenly Emperor turned the stars, angrily unleashing his divine power, letting the ancient great formation descend with might to crush Dayi, the Human Emperor intervened, intercepting, and there was a brief clash.

"Crack!"

A great hand surrounded by boundless light manifested the claw of the Golden Crow, reaching down from the starry sky, covering this expanse of heaven, even reaching into the primal land of Honghuang's mountains and rivers, to blanket the endless Myriad Heavens and all of time past and future, seeking to rend the tenfold order and consign everything to doom.

The chilling sounds were the noise of cosmic order being severed…… the Heavenly Emperor interfered with the law governing the universe's motion; his talons like blades, slicing through layer after layer of strict legal patterns, tearing all obstacles as easily as ripping cloth.

And the target of all this was none other than Dayi…… as a son-in-law, upholding righteousness by slaying kin, he had killed his brothers-in-law to the brink of death, and thus naturally deserved to be hacked to pieces by his father-in-law.

Dayi sought to resist, but found himself powerless at this strength…… Di Jun is the true Grand Ultimate, and has already gone far along that path!

Fengxi easily subdued Yingzhao; for Di Jun to slay Dayi is no different!

Meanwhile, Fangxun had lost his composure…… at the moment Fengxi appeared, his expression turned grim, perhaps having realized something, gritting his teeth, standing aside with folded arms and a cold stare.

But without him, Fengxi made up for it.

"You can't kill anyone, you can't accomplish anything; this era does not belong to you."

The Human Emperor gave a soft shout; raising his hand, resplendent ripples of light spread through the surrounding void, one after another, temporal ripples appearing on the far shore, where the ultimate truth of birth and demise evolved, finally condensing into a blinding radiance, formed into a seal, bearing unmatched momentum, striking toward the firmament, shattering the ancient firmament, to overturn that fierce claw which seemed like Heaven's punishment.

This seal is for——

Overturn Heaven!

A claw and a seal collided; at this moment the law of heaven and earth was thoroughly penetrated, the universe alternating between dim and splendid, all phenomena of the Myriad Heavens dancing wildly to the will of the two.

Finally, fine ripples spread, sweeping into eternal ages; wherever they passed, myriad universes exploded, and the Myriad Heavens witnessed birth and demise.

Then followed a soft radiance spreading, yet it was reversing history, letting time flow back, reenacting everything in the great cataclysm, carrying out salvation from the state of formation.

The two forces thus entwined in slaughter, affecting boundless distant spacetime, killing into the void, evolving into an inconceivable chaos, both exile and the ultimate showdown!

Heavenly Emperor versus Human Emperor.

This is a confrontation filled with legendary hues.

One represents the Heavenly Court.

One represents humanity.

In fact, one is still a vanguard of the Heavenly Dao, while the other is the last conscience of the Human Dao!

And this era is precisely one of humanity defying Heaven!

There are, openly, divinities dissatisfied with the Heavenly Dao's rule, gathering beside Nüwa, urging humanity to resist and defy Heaven!

Moreover, in secret, the Human Dao is self‑saving, self‑awakening, seeking to veto the privilege of the Great Luo as heavenly will that overrides all beings, and this too is defying Heaven!

It represents far too much.

A flick of the finger's span is an eternal slaughter.

When burned to the utmost, each transcended time, brilliant will flashing, illuminating the ages, entwined without end!

However.

This confrontation, though brilliant, was also brief.

When Di Jun assessed Fengxi's strength, weighed his true level, and realized he could not win quickly, he decisively withdrew, no longer considering breaking through to slay Dayi outright, instead launching a transcendent, disordered assault that severed the laws of spacetime, leaving Fengxi unable to advance or retreat, momentarily immobilized.

In a sense, Di Jun is terrifying; as a sovereign, he possesses the resolve of iron‑blooded slaughter and the loneliness of a lone ruler.

Even though he had just lost nine children, a great grief of bereavement, he had not lost his mind, nor committed many erroneous acts.

Of course, perhaps there could also be some hidden secret.

After all, the bow and arrow that Dayi wields were a gift from Di Jun.

Even from the beginning…… did this Heavenly Emperor, Your Majesty, have any anticipation for today?

Now, no one can know.

This, is a secret.

What the gods saw was only the Heavenly Emperor's composure—calm to the point of ruthlessness—breaking free from the tragedy of his offspring's death in the first instant, killing intent spilling from his eyes without end, making Fengxi the sole one here.

"You are truly the Grand Ultimate!"

"No wonder Yingzhao and Bifang fell by your hand."

"I have pondered many plans being thwarted; the cause is which fellow Daoist came to interfere."

"But I never expected it to be someone like you, a Novice."

"You are…… the variable of this era!"

The Heavenly Emperor rendered his verdict.

The Great Derivation numbers fifty; the Heavenly Dao uses forty‑nine, leaving a sliver of life as variable.

"That former clash…… was you!"

The Heavenly Emperor had already clashed with the Human Emperor.

At that time, Fengxi also offered a 'straw dog' as the carrier of the fiercest words, even triggering a confrontation of the human and demon races' fortunes.

At the same time, it was also a showdown between the Fire Emperor and the Yan Emperor.

On the Heavenly Court's home ground, under the pressure of the Demon Emperor's divine might and the Demon Race's great fortune, the then still weak human emissary drew upon the will of the Yan Emperor to oppose.

An emperor of fire had treaded through ages, treaded through eternity, simply walked on, walked into the Heavenly Court, and came face to face with the Fire Emperor of the Golden Crow.

Today, some truths have become clear.

Di Jun coldly gazed at the traces of the earlier clash; the aftershocks of the collision spanned across time and space, there is... in the future, and also in the past.

His gaze traced back to one of those traces, awakening some old memories long sunk deep in the sea of memory.

In the past, they had already faced off.

Ordinary and unremarkable Xi, yet shines with the spiritual light of the ultimate holy emperor; that concretized existence of the beautiful hopes for the human way and boundless achievements forges a road, extending in the void, crossing the raging winds and waves of all hardship and calamity, condensing into an eternal bridge.

That was the first exchange between the Heavenly Emperor and the Human Emperor.

But at the same time, it is also this second collision.

They have spanned past, present, and future, and will continue to stand off.

Until finally, the moment the dust settles.

"You are very smart."

Fengxi smiled indifferently, praising the Heavenly Emperor's wisdom.

He is very cunning.

He merely acknowledged the Heavenly Emperor's cleverness, but... he never said whether this speculation was right or wrong!

After all, in this...

there is a little bit of subtlety.

"White Emperor, it's all about a set of nesting dolls."

"But the Yan Emperor... is the king of nesting dolls!"

Fengxi turned over an interesting thought in his mind: "I myself am not even sure before the coffin is closed and the verdict is set."

"The last Yan Emperor is me, or Qing Jia, or even... Lady Nüwa becoming the scapegoat?"

Fengxi's eyes pure and bright swept over that patch of chaos in the battlefield where the Fire Master was.

There, he is the best male lead of this grand show—or perhaps the female lead?

The Heavenly Emperor also felt something.

"This time, it's my mistake." Di Jun openly admitted the plan's failure, "I didn't expect you to play so boldly."

"You quietly attained the Dao of the Great Simplicity, went to the netherworld, and became Houtu."

"Then..."

"The Yan Emperor who sits in command of the Fire Master, the Human Emperor who can display the strength of the Great Simplicity..."

Di Jun closed his eyes, his expression somewhat rueful: "I suppose... it must be the Empress Wa."

"Empress Wa... this time you really went to great lengths!"

As the Heavenly Emperor's words fell, suddenly, countless blood mists appeared in the vast heavens and earth, spreading across mountains and rivers.

The gruesome blood rain drifted down, dyeing the human world a crimson red.

This is a mighty expert with great supernatural powers who died in battle, was slain!

"You guys, you really have quite the means!"

Di Jun let out a faint sigh.

The next moment, heaven and earth poured forth light.

A goddess stepped forth, holding a head.

"That is of course!"

(End of chapter)