Chapter 787: Exiling the Gods, Someone Steals the Home!

Facing Xihuang's uncompromising stance, Houtu flew into a rage.

Her Dharma aspect was boundless, her peak combat power unleashed, shocking the ancient firmament.

—Through reincarnation across the three realms, lifetime after lifetime, my name is etched! Announce to the Myriad Heavens, the universe's eight corners all heed my command!

She is the sovereign of the Underworld, governing the cycle of rebirth for all souls lifetime after lifetime; her influence, her imprint, eternal across ages.

At the peak of her ascension, in this era she seeks to claim the supreme Heavenly Emperor throne of the Honghuang cosmos, announcing to the Myriad Heavens, she alone is supreme!

At this time, this moment.

Speaking of glory, who can match her!

Therefore, when she advances, that aura is the most astonishing, making the common folk kowtow and causing the gods to tremble.

"Boom—rumble—!"

The supreme holy Dao manifested, Houtu the Ancestor Witch's Dharma aspect brimmed with world-shaking power; merely by existing, she forged countless great universes at the origin of heaven, earth, and time.

And when she advances, it is an unfathomable, supreme divine might beyond mortal imagination; with a surge of her aura, she can wear away one heavenly realm after another, boil dry one glittering chaos ocean after another, her supreme divine body crushing past and present, spanning all elements, her blood and qi shaking the firmament, covering eternity, omnipresent, a hazy brilliance, stirring the Honghuang origin, making the very foundation that allows the present world to exist and stay stable tremble, as if to return all things to their origin, awaiting the moment of renewed creation.

"Xi!"

"Take your head!"

Houtu roared violently, unleashing her fully armed hardest iron fist to overturn Xihuang's imperial throne!

She was ending the past era.

She was inaugurating a new epoch.

She fought for herself.

She fought for humanity.

Condensing Nüwa's faith, will, and path from birth to today, and also mobilizing the power of the reincarnation order, with humanity treading the starry void and about to end the Monster Clan Heavenly Court's dominance… under this punch, antiquity turns to void!

The river of time collapsed!

The annals of history shattered!

Houtu's resplendent strike, aimed at Xihuang, also struck at the projection of the past Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Court that had been dragged here!

Even though she had only a single body.

Moreover, to break free of her bonds, in the Underworld she frantically issued spirit money, temporarily owing a total of 3.5 trillion to all wandering souls and deities.

Moreover, she alone faced the boundless tide of weapons of the Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Court.

Lady Nüwa, Lady Houtu…… she remains invincible in the world!

"Boom!"

Creation, ending, the Dao changes, the universe changes, the era changes!

She shattered the ages, tore apart the epoch, overturned the existing order, and remade the rules according to her own will.

Houtu erected a heavenly moat in time, making the peak armies of the Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Court from past ages struggle to advance.

She also fashioned a bewildering heaven and earth; in a hazy blur, the true Honghuang was concealed beneath hundreds or thousands of illusory bubbles…… those bubbles, though they seem real, are all false, save one true Honghuang.

Such a method is transcendent, enough to buy time for humanity and the Wu Clan, letting them recover from their battered state after just toppling the Heavenly Court and gain a chance to breathe and heal.

With one person's power, achieving this extent, Houtu's merit rivals creation, astonishing through the ages.

Too strong!

Beyond mortal expectation, yet also within reason.

After all, she is a flawless supreme being, still wielding the weighty authority of reincarnation, moreover the founder of the Wu Clan, and at this moment of vanquishing the Demon Race she enjoys boundless karmic support!

Beneath Pangu, only Hongjun, who wields the Dao and steps onto the stage, could suppress her!

But…… can Hongjun still appear?

He has long been bound by oath!

Therefore, Houtu now is the strongest!

If it weren't that humanity has not yet passed the trial of civilizational Dao-proof, and that Xihuang acts as a troublemaker, she might have already taken the ultimate step toward "Pangu"!

Only one step away from the finish line!

At this very moment, facing Xihuang's roadblock, she set up a high barrier, then directly launched a kick, a powerful sweep, aiming to knock off the opponent's head.

"I finally understood……"

"Why are there always so many dishonorable fellows who love to play tricks, use shameless tactics, break the game rules, just so they can go on a killing spree……"

"Because……"

"It's really exhilarating!"

Lady Houtu has learned to be bad.

She recalled Hongjun, this Dao Ancestor who, with a single ambush, smashed the head of the Dragon Ancestor, Azure Dragon.

She also thought of Di Jun, this Heavenly Emperor who, in smuggling, became Chonghua, nearly blowing up humanity's chessboard.

……

One precedent after another, all are acts that refresh the bottom line.

Once, Nüwa's virtue was lofty, she was not ashamed to associate with this lot.

But now, the Underworld's inflation has released her, allowing her to sweep across the era, slaughtering everything……

This feeling of "knowing it's wrong but it's really exhilarating" gave her an epiphany like being doused in sweet dew, a sudden great awakening.

To be shameless is truly invincible under heaven!

Of course!

The most shameless thing is that even after doing shameless deeds, others dare not speak of them, and even if recorded, they are glossed over with a brushstroke of the Spring and Autumn annals.

"I come! I see! I conquer!"

"When I attain the Dao as Pangu, who would dare, in my presence, to spout nonsense about this little blemish in the Underworld's affairs?"

I remain radiant and splendid, beautiful and flawless!

As long as we knock down that improper Fuxi!

Houtu thought, and her battle power grew even more frenzied.

She shattered time, disordered the world; after humanity's solitary rule for myriad ages, she let out a roar and charged toward Xihuang.

In the pinnacle battle, she will eternally suppress this emperor!

"Insolence! Gross disrespect!"

Xihuang faced Houtu's divine might head‑on; it seemed that power surpassed his expectation, he sensed the situation turning grave, perhaps today his lifelong fame would be ruined in an instant, and his expression shifted abruptly.

"However, admitting defeat is out of the question; he would never yield in this lifetime, even if he had to put on a show, he must uphold his family's imperial position—'When we suppress the netherworld for eternity, we will abolish Houtu's imperial title!'"

With a cold face, he stepped back and immediately sat cross‑legged in the dim void; the Fuxi zither lay before him, being played, the Great Dao's celestial music astounded all ages, endless carnage slaughtered past, present and future.

He exerted his full strength, contending with Houtu!

In response, Houtu merely sneered; her limitless divine might burst forth, causing this battlefield to collapse into nothingness, everything turning hazy.

"A has‑been dares to be so arrogant?!"

This is Houtu's proud indulgence.

"Ignorant little sister… you now cannot comprehend what Pangu's achievement truly is!" Xihuang murmured, yet it echoed through the ages' end: "It… is not merely something that pure power can describe!"

The final dialogue ended.

Then came——battle!

Invisible, unknowable, they dueled in the void, weighing superiority, deciding victory or defeat!

Only terrifying ripples swept across, shifting with the universe's impermanence.

……

"Lady Houtu has held back Xihuang!"

Yandi Chiyou's eyes burst with divine light, his emotions aroused: 'He has created an opportunity for us to turn the tide!'

"Exactly!" Jinmu Yuanjun's eyes blazed bright: "Although the Dragon‑Phoenix Heavenly Court has arrived, it adds elite reinforcements to the Monster Clan Heavenly Court, yet… it lacks a Great Luo!"

"The Great Luo is unique; we stand here. If we are unwilling, then our past selves are merely a mark, supporting history's evolution."

"Not bad!" Zhulong the Great Sage, this top achiever of the Time Dao, affirmed: "We can defeat the Heavenly Court once, we can do it again!"

"Moreover, Houtu has sliced through time, delaying the enemy's arrival on the battlefield!"

"This battle… we will surely win!"

Their fighting spirit rose high, they were full of hope for the future.

From the dire straits of the Slaughter‑Witch Sword to now's turn for the better, they have felt too much.

However, their joy may have been premature.

"Pssh!"

Two streams of immortal light burst forth—these are the counterfeit River Chart and Luo Book; they escaped during Xihuang and Houtu's war, the River Chart turning, the Luo Book flipping, they move without wind, calculating the heavenly numbers of all time‑space, locking onto whatever time‑space beacon, guiding Jieyin's great army.

——This is actually breaking through Houtu's solitary‑for‑all‑ages divine ability!

Speaking of battle power, Houtu is invincible now.

But battle power is battle power, realm is realm…… speaking of realm, Xihuang surpasses Houtu!

Thus he employed some petty means as a counter against Houtu.

The River Luo escaped, undermining Houtu's divine ability.

"Not good!" Xuanyuan's face showed alarm: "Quickly intercept!"

The Wu Clan's strong ones acted decisively, moving at his first hint, aiming to shoot down the River Luo.

But, at the critical moment.

"Clang!"

There was Donghuang Taiyi, who struck the Chaos Bell.

His blood splashed onto the bell, causing myriad sound waves that simultaneously attacked the two—Wenming and Xuanyuan!

No, more accurately, he was attacking the two great weapons—the Mountain‑Splitting Axe and the Humanity War Chariot!

All these are existences deeply karmically linked to the Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe!

A startling change occurred!

It seems something was triggered; from the imprint of the Dragon‑Phoenix era's Heavenly Court, a divine axe leapt forth—it opens heaven, it splits earth, it creates Honghuang, it ends Chaos!

——Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe!

Even if it is merely an imprint!

But, having been acknowledged by the two Pangu, it is destined to be extraordinary!

The axe's light shines upon the world; it cleaves a path forward, from countless errors of deceit and confusion, it finds the sole truth, shattering the temporal chasm on the road ahead, turning it into a smooth way.

The most terrifying army crosses the cosmic light, its descent already unstoppable!

"Taiyi!"

Xuanyuan roared in fury, immensely enraged, he campaigns, he advances, wanting to add an Absolute Kill blow for Donghuang!

But now, Taiyi could actually perk up!

He seemed to have recovered some vitality, taking several big steps back from the brink of death, and regained the strength to fight once more.

"What's going on?"

The mighty were astonished; some quickly calculated and arrived at an answer.

"You think the Great Luo is unique, so the Dragon‑Phoenix Heavenly Court comes to kill, yet they cannot see your presence…… but we are different!" Taiyi's health remains sound, he calmly said, "Xihuang's divine might may not manifest another me…… but making an additional state recovery is still possible."

He gained an extra blood pack!

"No, not just him."

Throughout the Heavenly Court, the condition of all living Great Luo has been restored and strengthened to a certain extent, giving them the strength to fight again!

Xihuang's methods are horrifying to the world; no wonder he was once Pangu.

It is still because Houtu overturned the board, suppressing the Slaughter Witch Sword's edge, thereby dragging the war's tempo.

"You've recovered, so what!" the Xuanyuan Sword pointed at Taiyi, "I'll defeat you again!"

"Then… I'll wait and see!"

Donghuang spoke softly, the Chaos Bell tolled, and myriad ages of vicissitudes passed.

The two Heavenly Courts have united!

Their military might towers heavenward, unmatched in the world.

Moreover, it is even more terrifying that the true imprint of the Heaven-Opening Axe is manifesting, making many ancestor witches and great witches of the Wu Clan feel what it is like to have a thorn in their back.

"Another bloodbath! A bitter fight!"

Huangdi sighed, watching the endless tide-like army surge forward, his teeth aching.

Not only him?

Whether other ancestor witches or human kings, they feel their internal organs twisting in pain.

However, giving up is impossible.

Only fight!

Only battle!

The remnant troops of the human-witch alliance faced the towering flood.

And the Great Luo-level powerhouses, the restored demon gods and demon emperors, confronted each other across the ages.

This battle is too tragic.

Faced with a splendid civilization, the human faction can only stake their lives.

They compete in economy and prosperity, but they cannot match the enemy; at least for now, with everything in ruins awaiting revival, they are inferior.

Only battle!

Only this can defend the last dignity of the new era's civilization.

Fight until the last breath of life, so that the new era's humanitarian radiance may shine.

Ordinary human folk are thus.

Those who stand at the peak—great witches of the Wu Clan, human emperors and kings—are likewise.

"Pfft!"

The great sage Zhulong bleeds across the ages.

He tried to decipher the River Chart and Luo Book, to push back the past era, but suffered a great calamity, being cut down by the light of the Heaven-Opening Axe upon the river of time.

"Cough!"

The Golden Mother Yuanjun's face turned pale; she held the Kunlun Divine Mirror, intending to reflect the enemy, replicate an era, and counterattack—but a powerful, splendid civilization, with its unparalleled inner confidence and pride, independent and complete, how could it be stolen by anyone?

The Golden Mother succeeded, yet also failed!

She replicated the past era, reflecting an army, but that army did not obey her commands and instead turned to attack her!

Although silent.

But at this moment, a cold mockery seems to echo.

"—You also want to control us? Are you worthy?!"

The ancient era, that civilization was splendid, radiant.

Divinity and the masses are not that far apart.

The masses acknowledge the divine's cultivation achievements as great, transcendent… but that's all!

When it comes to respect and status, the masses only look at one's contribution and merit to the era!

If you have contribution, even if your cultivation is trivial, the masses will sincerely respect you.

If your contribution is meager, even if you possess unrivaled martial power and supreme wealth, all beings will look down on you.

It's just this simple and straightforward.

Who can control such a splendid, dazzling civilization?

Unless the truly just and righteous Holy Emperor Heavenly Emperor descends!

"This cannot continue!"

The king of the Eastern Barbarians coughs blood, Wenming's body trembles: "We want to drag the war into our own rhythm!"

"How to do it?" other human kings shouted in inquiry.

"Look at me!" Wenming roared, the Mountain-Opening Divine Axe coated with a layer of red light, his blood splattered upon it, burning, as a sacrifice: "I abandon this axe, cleave a heavenly chasm, create an opportunity!"

"The rest is up to you all!"

Amid the roar, a splendid light bursts forth!

Wenming gave it his all!

At this moment, the Mountain-Opening Divine Axe was hurled by him, attacking in the most violent manner, faint patterns on the axe head as if about to explode!

No!

Not just like it!

It really exploded!

It struck into the era imprint of the Dragon-Phoenix Heavenly Court, meeting a venerable divine axe's Dao trace, colliding there, bursting forth eternal fireworks!

"Boom!"

Time shatters greatly!

Such a self-destructive attack has changed too much.

The era's seal trembled, constantly collapsing and reforming; countless armies thus vanished, then painfully reappeared.

The Hetu Luoshu shook, suddenly blasted away, damaged and falling into the River of Time.

The aftermath surged; the Demon Race's vital stronghold in the Heavenly Court also suffered disaster, directly blown to smithereens… Donghuang Taiyi bore the brunt, furthermore severely wounded, spitting blood profusely; even the Chaos Bell could not fully protect him, his vitality scattered, he collapsed in an unknown place.

This is the Demon Race's loss.

And the Wu Clan?

Just as bad.

The era was torn apart, order collapsing; one after another, ancestral Wu, great Wu, human emperors and human kings were exiled by the overwhelming primordial light, cast into unknown realms.

They wished to return to the battlefield, but discovered that the original world contained the most terrifying fluctuations, disturbing the order of spacetime, bringing deadly slaughter.

Any slight mistake, even for a Yao Marshal, would result in death and the annihilation of the Dao!

The Opening Mountain Divine Axe, together with the imprint of the true Opening Heaven Divine Axe, detonated together; the ensuing consequences surpassed everyone's imagination.

This battle seemed to have ended.

Yet it seemed not to have ended.

At great cost, Wenming self-destructed the Opening Mountain Axe, temporarily blocking the Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Court's conquest, causing that era's scroll to become unstable; troop production seemed hindered.

Yet the Human-Wu Alliance also scattered, each exiled, their whereabouts unknown.

Fortunately, on the vast wilderness, humanity still had a trump card… the Nine Provinces Barrier shone, tenaciously protecting the weak populace, sparing them from calamity.

On the battlefield of the gods' bloodbath, dreadful fluctuations lingered all day, the power of great destruction, capable of slaying ancient gods and felling great sages.

This battle killed too many beings, yet brought about a bewildering outcome.

In the deathly silence, not a trace of vitality could be seen.

Honghuang seemed to have been isolated, becoming a forbidden land that even the gods found hard to return to.

……

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

In the source of the Land of Reincarnation, a series of footsteps sounded, a thousand years after that bloody battle.

The mighty were lost, yet someone has returned.

A figure staggered forward, arriving at this place.

He politely knocked on the door of Houtu the Ancestral Wu's sleeping palace, "Houtu, are you there?"

"I am here politely to discuss a very important matter with you…… If you are not here, then I will come in."

"I just need to borrow your Underworld Soldier Talisman for a moment; in this emergency, I'm sure you won't blame me, right?"

(End of Chapter)