Chapter 667: Confidence Soaring, Dinosaur Battle!

Di Jun, you've passed!

Nüwa's tone suddenly turned cold, extremely chilling: "I am issuing you a final ultimatum, not letting you bargain!"

Although I am decisive in killing, I also value rewards and punishments based on merit.

Da Yi has been loyal to me, repeatedly risking his life, with outstanding achievements.

How could I possibly disgrace and execute him just because of your words?

If so, what face do I have left to stand in this world?

Nüwa's words were resonant and powerful, without the slightest hesitation, she gave her answer.

Your Majesty!

Da Yi heard these words and choked up.

His heart had risen to his throat—not from fear of death, but because he had undertaken the act of shooting the suns for human righteousness, to protect all spirits; he had angrily killed his brothers-in-law and decisively cut off his own path of living off his wife… If Nüwa, for victory, were to sell him out, then wouldn't all his previous deeds become a joke?

Now, Nüwa's words moved him immensely—the organization will not abandon him!

Thus, Da Yi's heart settled, and he suddenly made a decision.

"Madam... my single life, compared to the myriad living beings and the eternal human Dao, how insignificant it is!" He sent a mental message to Nüwa, calmly facing life and death: "If the Heavenly Emperor insists, I am willing to die, to preserve the Wu Clan's righteous path and avert the world's warfare."

Da Yi spoke frankly, saying that for the sake of all living beings under heaven, he could willingly sacrifice himself.

This is fifty percent public spirit and fifty percent private intention—Da Yi somewhat no longer wishes to live.

Having killed his wife's brothers, leaving him with a narrow escape, that home… he would certainly never be able to return.

He has no guilt toward humanity and all living beings, but he feels ashamed toward his lifelong companion, unable to face Chang'e.

If so…

Then let him close his eyes and rest for several ages, letting time smooth away all heartache.

What nonsense are you talking about?

On the other end of the mental transmission was Nüwa's rebuke, echoing in Da Yi's mind: "This Di Jun fellow is treacherously crafty!"

In this world, where is the logic of sacrificing one's own people to quell chaos?!

Anyone who does that is either foolish or wicked!

Nüwa is clearly immersed in her role, the aura of a supreme overlord evident: "Now he wants you dead; if later he becomes insatiable and demands more, should I comply or not?"

Just don't give him this opening!

I have the upper hand, I've gained the advantage, yet I'm supposed to compromise? Ridiculous!

If he surrenders with courtesy, he would not lose his noble rank.

If he pushes forward with ulterior motives, I will kill him until he trembles with fear and dares not speak of bravery!

As a supreme overlord, thunder and rain are heavenly grace, all for me to wield… however I arrange for him, that's how he shall be!

If Di Jun refuses, I will let the Heavenly Court run blood, corpses floating, countless bodies!

The more Nüwa transmits, the more overbearing she becomes.

Manifested outwardly, it is an endless, awe-inspiring power rising, combined with her rebuke of Di Jun, especially stirring hearts.

——Whether she can deceive others is unknown, but Nüwa has certainly deceived herself.

Such confidence, contempt for the Heavenly Court, made even Di Jun hesitate……

——Has Nüwa really not deceived him? Is her strategy truly unparalleled, her wisdom supreme in the age?

——Yet looking back, it also seems somewhat unlike that?

——Could it be that her past acting skills were so superb as to have calculated today?

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes are deep, his mind still doubtful.

'Not quite like……'

'If she truly had such ability, she would not have been utterly defeated by Elder Brother August Emperor in the past, her estates confiscated, herself wiping tears and climbing to the heavenly terrace……'

'Seeing how August Emperor bullied her without any psychological pressure, not worrying about his family throne being shaken, not fearing the turning of fortunes, seeing he would be cleared later, shows the vast difference in their integrity, never caring whether Nüwa could rise again……'

'Nüwa may not be unintelligent, but she could never pull off such a sinister, vicious method mixed with grandiose grandeur！'

Di Jun finds it hard to fault Nüwa's performance greatly, and he provides evidence.

But he pondered…… even Xihuang is not panicking now, what is he anxious about?

'Perhaps it truly is as she said: up to now, all major events have been her sole planning, and she has prepared successive Killer's Tricks capable of destroying the demonic Heavenly Court.'

'But…… what do I need to panic about?'

'Chaos, the one who gains the greatest benefit related to the Heavenly Court, is truly the one who should be anxious and furious！'

'Let me see what killing move Chaos originally prepared for me is like！'

The Heavenly Emperor's plan settled, he acted swiftly and decisively, facing Nüwa's threatening intimidation with a cold smile.

It seems Houtu fellow Daoist lacks much sincerity in seeking surrender.

This makes me unable not to suspect…… whether the Daoist's ruthless measures are meant to lure us into surrender, then set up a banquet and secretly kill us.

He put forth the theory of Nüwa's threat—'also…… one more person means one more competitor.'

With more of the Heavenly Court above and below, how could the myriad ancient gods and sages dividing Honghuang's benefits compare to entrapping us and then seizing power and profit?

Nobody is a novice anymore!

In the past Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, after the demonic calamity was eliminated, among those divinities who unfortunately perished in the calamity, who immediately spoke of aiding recovery?

It's not until after one has eaten his fill, discovered there are too many tasks demanding work, that he reconsiders and lets those who sat on the cold bench return.

Now, Houtu fellow Daoist won't even agree to my tiny suggestion—perhaps there's something subtle about this.

As Di Jun sighed deeply, the trembling yaksha gods of the Heavenly Court above and below were startled; the button for wanting to surrender instantly lost its appeal, and each became vigilant.

"……" Nüwa heard this, her eyes turned cold.

Di Jun, however, was unafraid, quite calm: "Surrender is impossible to surrender."

If you have the ability, then step over my corpse and take Pangu's throne!

The Heavenly Emperor swears to die rather than surrender!

This angered Nüwa, prompting the empress to clap and sneer, "Good! Very good! Excellent!"

"Since you have such a demand, how could I not satisfy you?"

"If you seek death, I will let you die!"

As she spoke, a point of brilliant blood light appeared in Nüwa's hand—precisely Pangu's essence blood—more accurately, the drop of divine blood that secured Houtu's status as the ancestor witch!

Houtu was restrained by reincarnation, sealing Nüwa's primary combat power; thus the Wa Empress, not doing things by halves, simply refined that essence blood, and from then on Houtu was no longer a witch.

Thanks to this, and with the blessing of the Human Emperor, she alone faced one emperor and four marshals, killing one and wounding three, with remarkable effect… but as the price, this drop of essence blood is already burning, consuming too much divine essence.

Even though the Wa Empress's Grand Dao of Creation is unrivaled under heaven, and she possesses heaven-defying abilities to nourish Pangu's essence blood, it still requires ages to recover… this is already the peak of sustainable use!

It is truly too precious—each drop used is a drop less… even from the beginning of this era, its use had already been arranged, leaving no surplus.

—After all, although Pangu is still alive, if the current Nüwa dared to go and say she would bleed… she probably wouldn't come back.

Therefore, in ordinary times, Nüwa is always meticulous and frugal.

But at this moment, Nüwa has no such thought… she has made a plan to go all out!

Let it begin to burn madly, without counting the cost, or it may become a disposable item!

In an instant, the piercing blood light blazed forth, illuminating eternity of heaven and earth.

Pangu's divine might erupted, ignoring the obstructions of time and space, transcending the bonds of myriad Dao; from the eight wastelands and six directions, from Mount Buzhou, the same brilliant blood light rose, resonating in response.

Nothing can block it, nothing can intercept it!

Even if the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun turns the Zhou Tian star array, encircling Mount Buzhou, he still cannot now isolate the resonance of these Pangu essence bloods, let alone… their unification!

In the dazed moment, heaven and earth seemed to throb, letting all beings feel and hear an unprecedented heartbeat sound, shaking their souls, trembling as they knelt and worshipped.

Aside from Houtu, the eleven ancestor witches, wherever they were under heaven, involuntarily manifested their ancestral witch forms, standing between heaven and earth… each manipulating dragons and serpents, forming a kill‑horse special forces team.

The resonance of the Dao caused myriad Dao throughout the universe to tremble, as if something most terrifying were about to be born, leaving the whole world uneasy.

Hum!

At once, the Zhou Tian Star Array was shaken by stimulation; the Heavenly Emperor gave a low shout, and numerous star deities immediately took their posts, holding the array banners, their power fully unleashed.

Houtu, you're getting impatient!

You think you can really kill me?

Your Wu Clan has the Heavenly Net God‑Slaughter Array, while my Demon Race has the Zhou Tian Star Array!

Di Jun, with one eye showing the sun and the other the moon, sun and moon shining alike, behind him a glittering sea of stars, making him appear as the sole supreme deity.

How would you know without trying?

Nüwa smiled faintly, then paid no more heed to the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, merely lowering her gaze casually to look at another divine being.

That is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, the ancestral witch of the Wu Clan, and a contender for the Human Emperor among humanity.

He is the Dragon Ancestor, he is Gonggong, he is Fuxun!

Azure!

Nüwa called out from afar, causing the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage to grit his teeth, lift his head, and stare directly at her.

"Do you still remember our wager from back then?" Nüwa said.

Upon hearing this question, the Dragon Ancestor's face instantly darkened.

By now, how could he still not know—back then he had been played!

What nonsense about the Dragon Master becoming official!

What nonsense about him being able to ascend to Human Emperor!

It's all just bullshit!

Nüwa had long arranged the whole process; if she does not act, fine, but once she acts it is an Absolute Kill—directly either suppressing or beheading three Yao Marshals!

How is Fuxun supposed to rack up battle merits to achieve such an accomplishment?

Even if he schemed to slay the nine Golden Crow princes, what of it!

By comparison, if fireflies are measured against the great sun, they cannot be mentioned in the same breath.

Looking back, the whole agreement of the contest is simply Nüwa playing with the Dragon Ancestor, her scheming laid out plain as day.

—Well, Nüwa incarnated as a hegemon warlord, becoming the behind‑the‑scenes black hand, trapping and killing this one, secretly killing that one; most of it is false, at most just going with the flow.

Only in the matter of trapping the Dragon Ancestor had she prepared in advance, deliberately digging a pit for Fuxun to fall into.

So, when at this moment she uncovered the Dragon Ancestor's old scar, causing this teammate suspected of white‑work to return with a grim face, her sarcastic, yin‑yang‑tinged remarks were entirely natural.

"Of course!" the Dragon Ancestor said, word by word, his tone both angry and furious, yet he dared not loudly shout "un‑martial, treacherous and vile", this cautiousness for fear of being listed by the "woman‑ruthless‑cruel‑Nüwa", making Fengxi feel sympathy for him—the old dragon really has it tough!

"Houtu fellow Daoist, resourceful and strategic, with grand ambitions… for the goal, enduring for years, not hesitating to feign madness and sell stupidity, even trapping oneself… for this, I am utterly convinced of my loss!"

It felt as if his teeth were being shattered, yet he swallowed the blood anyway; the Dragon Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, yet he still acknowledged Nüwa's superior skill.

"It seems the dragon spirit is indeed unsuitable for guiding humanity… from now on, the Dragon Master is willing to submit, to obey the will of the Human Emperor!"

As he spoke those words, the Dragon Ancestor seemed on the verge of vomiting blood.

But he ultimately accepted it.

It must be said, the Dragon Ancestor Great Sage, though often stubborn and inarticulate, still possesses the admirable quality of accepting a bet and conceding defeat.

Of course.

And how could Nüwa be satisfied with just that?

Submission?

That is not what she wants.

Compared to a lazy dragon, she would rather motivate the Dragon Ancestor's work enthusiasm, so as to have the determination to sacrifice.

"Azure, you need not give up too early; I am willing to give you an overtime chance."

In the resonance of Pangu's essence blood, a vast and great Pangu dharma image began to manifest, at the moment when the supreme domain swept across the world, Nüwa chuckled lightly, adding many seconds to her and Dragon Ancestor's match.

You don't intend to use the four seasons as a splendid chapter, to break the celestial stars, do you?

I grant you this right!

I will use the Heavenly Net to restrain the celestial sphere, while you carry out the plan.

Finally, we will tally our battle achievements, compete again, and judge superiority!

Now I lead by three Yao Marshal heads.

If you have the ability to surpass me and overtake me...

I'll let you win this round; what's the harm?

How?

Do you dare to bet?

Nüwa burst into loud laughter, "I'll wager everything of your Dragon Clan, to see if you can surpass my record!"

"..." Dragon Ancestor was shocked speechless; after barely composing himself, he said, "Houtu, you are very confident."

That's only natural! Nüwa formed a hand seal; Pangu's true body, reborn from dripping blood, as soon as it appeared fixed the celestial stars, and there were endless waves of time, as if to send both of them into an epochal showdown; "I soar above the heavens, I am the supreme lord of an age!"

I am the Hegemon, I am the Holy Emperor—what could I not tolerate?

I can even accommodate Di Jun, so how could I not tolerate you?!

I am confident I am invincible in the world; what can you do for a moment?

Victory will ultimately still be mine!

Nüwa possesses boundless confidence.

At this moment, truth and falsehood are tangled; perhaps even Fuxi is confused, not knowing whether Nüwa is genuine or merely acting.

But even if she is acting, the breadth of mind, vision, and bearing she displays are top-notch, naturally possessing a power and charm that can shake hearts.

Turning between 'letting go' and 'gaining', confidence soars invincibly, aura and momentum complete… but who knows if she is panicking inside, forcing herself to keep up the act.

All right! Dragon Ancestor Great Sage grinned, "You're so confident, I can't help but feel dissatisfied… I'll take your bet!"

I will take the Dragon Bloodline Dao as my foundation, to fight for this era and carve out a realm of my own!

Nüwa!

He lifted his head and puffed his chest, "I know you need cannon fodder, so I'm betting with you. But since you have boundless confidence, dare you raise the stakes?"

Use your Great Dao of Creation to trigger the evolution of my bloodline!

I want this world, myriad spirits transformed into dragons, achieving the utmost terror… this is the War of Dinosaurs!

(End of Chapter)