Chapter 813: Demonic Dao Obsession, Houtu

The fist-light illuminated past, present, and future, tearing open the boundless dark curtain of the Wraith Epoch in an instant!

Supreme combat power swept through the ages, pushing forward across countless generations, and lit the light of hope for the gods plunged into darkness and despair!

Your Majesty!

My lady!

Lady Houtu!

The divinities who followed Nüwa as devotedly as they followed the East Emperor, fighting to the death, choked up with emotion; they were overwhelmingly moved and lifted their heads to the sky.

On the boundless battlefield, Houtu roared across the ages, her fist smeared with blood-light, only just withdrawn.

The noisy Xihuang, before the infinitely wrathful Houtu, was struck with a critical blow!

Fuxi's zither shattered and flew away; Xihuang spat blood, falling into the river of time, as if he had died instantly.

Shocking!

Nüwa furiously struck Fuxi; the domestic violence scene was brutally horrific!

Is this a distortion of human nature? Or a collapse of morality?

—Báizé the Great Sage wrote furiously, while a staffer of the Shock Department pursued personal business, gossiping about the most powerful divine pair in history.

As for the deep‑scheming elder brother Fuxi, beaten by his own sister, Báizé said nothing on the surface but secretly delighted—'Well done!'

—'Did you think I was a parcel to be shipped? Did you think I was being forced onto the shelves to become a spy‑within‑a‑spy‑within‑a‑spy?'

You got what you deserved!

Had he not feared settling scores later, the day he stepped out leading with his left foot, he would have suffered a brutal ambush by masked experts—and he'd have had to cheer.

Just think about it seriously, and Báizé still followed his heart, secretly rejoicing behind the scenes.

He depicted Houtu's divine might at this moment… that was truly invincible under heaven!

"You killed my people… did you think I'd let you go?"

Houtu's voice was icy cold, like freezing wind; at that moment the clamorous karmic flames were frozen solid.

The bloody scarlet heavens and earth, shrouded in the boundless calamitous and murderous qi of the Honghuang cosmos, were instantly dispelled, as if the whole world had been purified.

Minghe's prestige was erased, and he also fell into great trouble.

The radiant fist‑light shocked the mortal world, sweeping in sideways!

He blasted Xihuang to pieces, but it wasn't over—the punch Houtu threw in her fury had not yet spent its force!

Huh?

The progenitor of the Killing Dao changed color; Minghe the Great Sage drew his swords, sword‑qi terrifying the gods—"Houtu! I won't fight you, but don't think I fear you!"

Blazing karmic fire from the ten directions, scarlet lotuses filling the sky; in the Netherworld, the Sea of Blood surged, rolling through time, burying each era's most stubborn regrets and obsessions; a profound power surged, entwined with the Asura clan's fate, supporting the creator of this lineage.

Clang!

The killing sword surged, brilliant blade‑light blazing forth; the true intent of the demon pierced the cosmos' Xuanhuang, as if becoming the sole principle of heaven and earth.

To let go and transcend is to be a Buddha; to be an immortal.

To cling and linger, however, is to be a demon!

The Sea of Blood, seen by all beings as the filthiest place in the Honghuang world; some speculate it is the world's rubbish dump, a gathering point for countless chaotic wastes.

But little do they know……

In this world, the most chaotic thing is the thoughts of sentient beings!

In a single thought of the myriad beings, how many evil intentions arise together?

Heaven and earth are beautiful; they are the evolution of the Great Dao, and even in the filthiest places lies a stunning vitality of life.

Only the human heart, only thought, can nurture pure malice… the benevolent see benevolence, the corrupt see corruption!

What is yellowed is not the world, but the human heart!

This is a kind of demon.

And after devoting a lifetime, facing death, looking back upon the mortal world, will there not be some obsession that can never be let go?

This obsession is carved into heaven and earth, etched into history, wandering alone, never dissipating… it too is a kind of demon.

Minghe the Demon Ancestor thus commands these demonic arts.

Compared with Rahu the Demon Ancestor's destructive demonic path, it has its own flair—and is even somewhat superior.

Because Rahu the Demon Ancestor's destruction had long ago set its framework—it was to annihilate the Honghuang world, a hopeless final project of Pangu, overturning the table; who knows how many Pangu would want to press him to the ground and beat him.

But Minghe the Demon Ancestor, starting from the human heart, pursuing the Human Dao, mastering slaughter, has limitless potential.

At this moment, Minghe's Dharma Manifestation shocks the world, standing firm between heaven and earth; the fortunes of the Demon Dao and Killing Dao bolster him, while part of the Human Dao's power leaks out, making him overwhelmingly strong, affecting the stability of time‑space and shaking the foundations of all realms.

When the Asura banner flies high and karmic fire burns in the hearts of all beings, every living creature becomes an Asura!

An exalted aura sweeps across, obliterating untold kinds of future time, cutting down countless ancient realms in the void, dimming the fire of civilization too much; one after another, the threads weaving heaven and earth's Great Dao explode and are destroyed.

The demon ancestor unleashed his might; sword‑light flashed, myriad killing‑calamity rays shot upward, severing eternity, destroying past, present, and future—like the light of creation, like the blade of apocalypse—and collided with the fist‑light.

Boom—!

Ancient mountains and rivers trembled, the cosmic Heavenly Dao wailed; such a clash seemed to break some limit, touching the warning line of Honghuang!

Crack!

The fist‑light's momentum was cut apart; Minghe the Demon Ancestor gained a slight edge.

But the next moment!

Slap!

A translucent white hand reached out, defying common sense, transcending all law—just a big mitt, swinging sideways and lashing out!

Minghe wielded his sword in a horizontal slash, yet both he and his blade were flung away!

Boom!

The demon ancestor's true form flew sideways, shattering who‑knows‑how‑many mountains and rivers.

His half-body was shattered now, countless bloodstains spread everywhere.

Minghe's entire body was numb, as if the Honghuang world had slammed into him at seventy speed, the Human Dao's war chariot thundering forth and striking him straight, leaving him half-paralyzed.

The Demonic Ancestor's head buzzed.

Although the defense was timely and the reaction quick enough, this slap only grazed his ribs… but the aftershock damage was too fierce, almost paralyzing him from the waist up.

This big slap is incredibly violent!

"Houtu, you're bullying people too……"

The Great Sage Minghe toyed with time; in an instant, he returned to full health.

But before he could finish his critique, the next moment another palm strike came down from above, striking him head-on.

This palm shattered the eternal starry sky, withered the celestial bodies, and left the stars dim.

Only in the palm's center did a starry universe shine.

This turned out to be Houtu having seized the starry universe, condensed it into this palm, turning it into the most terrifying slaughter.

Brutal!

Terrifying!

Houtu seized the foundation of Honghuang, turning public property into private use…… This is practically begging to slap Minghe the Demonic Ancestor to death on the spot.

Logically speaking, this is utterly unthinkable—the celestial bodies are the cornerstone of Honghuang's foundation; how could they be taken by a person?

Even if the Demon Race established the Heavenly Court, they would still have to day and night worship the cosmic source to borrow its divine might and make it their own.

For Houtu at this moment, all rules are useless, all constraints need not be discussed.

Even the Human Dao did not come forth to mete out harsh punishment!

It is quite obvious……

Facing the completely berserk Nüwa, even the Human Dao does not dare to provoke her.

It will silently take out a little notebook and write——

One day, my sister used underhanded means to forcibly take some of my New Year's money from me, keeping it for me…… I have noted this grudge!

When the day comes that my wings have grown and my elder brother leads the charge, I will demand repayment with principal and interest at an annual rate of thirty-six percent!

Xuanyuan secretly recorded it, gradually a smile appeared on his face.

The human race's shares were reclaimed beforehand, while Houtu destroyed public property afterward……

It seems the time has come to settle accounts openly between siblings!

If we also consider the inflation situation in the Underworld……

Even the place of confinement, he has already considered for Houtu!

The Underworld is quite good.

"Lady Houtu's temper is huge!"

Xuanyuan pondered.

"This is not good."

"How can a proper lady be so violent?"

"One must calm down."

"But it's also understandable…… so many subordinates got clicked, years of painstaking effort lost in an instant—anyone would go mad."

"As one of the members behind the scenes pulling the strings, if she ever finds out the truth, I would also have to get drenched in blood from her deadly wrath…… this is not good."

"I cannot have too many blemishes…… otherwise, how could I later stand tall and upright with righteous vigor to face her in battle?"

"Sigh!"

"My conscience remains, yet loyalty and filial piety are impossible to fulfill both!"

"So, we still need to pay attention to some techniques."

"For example……"

"Who says those slain by Minghe have completely fallen?"

"This is merely a trial…… after a while, they will be restored to full health."

"In that case……"

"Princess Houtu's conduct thus becomes a sign of impatience and unreasonable troublemaking, showing she is not fit for great responsibility……"

"Um…… by the way, Xiao Jiujiujiu can also reasonably return."

"Over these years, lacking such a diligent and uncomplaining worker, I too have become weary……"

The Supreme Emperor pondered something, while at the same time calmly watching a expanse of starry sky press down; Houtu went berserk, within her single hand she enacted the Great Array of the Celestial Bodies, crushing Minghe the Demonic Ancestor.

This is not surprising.

Empress Nüwa is also a sovereign, after all!

After all, she is also one of the leaders of the Heavenly Court, versed in the Demon Race's great sealing array—what is there to be surprised about?

But in the past, she had to abide by the game's rules, and furthermore the Demon Race's authority acted as a lock, making it difficult for her to take control of it.

But now, the Demon Race has all surrendered!

Humanity reigns supreme, lacking only the final procedure—the Heavenly Dao!

Houtu went mad, plucking the starry sky; moreover, the authority of reincarnation surged, lighting countless threads of time and illuminating the sea of ancient void.

At this moment, the Myriad Heavens and all worlds trembled, for the cycle of reincarnation was roaring.

The vicissitudes of ancient history and myriad ages raged, for all beings were undergoing reincarnation.

Countless eras, made penetrable by reincarnation, saw countless heroes shine; a fleeting brilliance rose upon the ages, as they paid distant homage to the Holy Mother Houtu, together offering blessings and gratitude.

Thus the Human Dao clamored and boiled!

Houtu's all-out warfare made the scene overly grand.

After all, her identity and the authority she wields are excessively special.

If one says, other Daluo Gods strive to govern the heavens and earth, merely to win the favor of mortal beings, accumulate popular support, so as to gain extra aid when ascending to Pangu.

Then Houtu—Nüwa fundamentally needs no such favor; she can simply issue commands!

A Nüwa is the creator of all beings, granting sentient life the origin of birth.

A Houtu further gives them the chance to continue their own will and soul.

Such grace, when a call is issued upon reincarnation, from ancient times to now, after endless epochs, who could fail to respond?!

One era after another erupts, as the souls of sentient beings pray, tearing open the veil of epochs, life after life.

Whether real or illusory, all exert their effort!

The tide of the era surges, countless later waves clamor, shattering everything… this almost rivals Pangu's might!

Great Sage of the Underworld River, even having obtained the tacit approval of the human path and receiving a blessing, yet facing such an opponent… is audacious!

Yet Houtu, having gained power, shows no mercy.

The boundless waves crush the demonic path's resistance; even the Sea of Blood is crushed, unable to rise.

"What do you want to say?"

"Bullying people too much… is that it?"

The goddess spoke softly, "But… who exactly is bullying whom?"

"I'm tired of scheming with you lot."

"All these years I've been an honest person, bullied here and there by you."

"But…"

"Should honest people be bullied?"

"I will seek justice for all honest people in this world!"

At this moment, it is Houtu's venting, and also her heartfelt utterance.

These years, she has been led by the nose.

Many things happened just right, coincidences that could not be more coincidental.

She has been coerced into following others' scripts, yet unable to resist.

Because she must answer for her subordinates, for the people who place their hopes in her clan.

She is an Ancestor Witch.

She is the Holy Mother of the Human Race.

She is not unable to resist.

She dares not resist, to overturn the table.

After all, even if she falls into others' scripts, those who wish to use her, give her a beating, and still offer a sweet date—isn't that so?

Relying on those sweet dates, the Wu Clan rose, and the Human Race also rose.

In the dark ages, shouldering burdens and moving forward—this is maternal endurance, the utmost tenderness.

Houtu—Nüwa is not truly foolish, nor absolutely naive.

She understands… actually a great deal.

Formerly, the August Emperor Heavenly Emperor took her as a crown prince to cultivate.

Even if her skill in scheming people is lacking, her ability to discern the situation and know her own position remains!

But sometimes, knowing much still requires compromise when facing reality.

Nüwa compromises, endures, until today.

Today, the Human Race has won.

The Demon Race surrendered; the Wu Clan, to return to Honghuang, the Ancestor Witch and Great Witch returned to their origins, becoming innate divinities.

It seems nothing can now block the Human Race's ascent to supremacy.

She no longer needs to bear this.

The divinities that supported her are about to be exterminated!

This pillar, too, has broken.

Thus…

Houtu, must she still endure?

She plucked the starry sky.

She ignited reincarnation.

On this day, she will demand justice!

Merely for…

herself!

Even if such an act will surely provoke Honghuang's fiercest backlash… she is willing to accept it!

"I will…"

"Beat you to death!"

Houtu spoke softly, making the Demonic Ancestor shudder in his heart and causing the Supreme Emperor to turn pale.

"Haotian," who emerged from a great cocoon, murmured, saying to those nearby.

"She really seems furious…"

"So, should I hide for a while?"

"You may hide… but what about the Underworld River? He'll probably be beaten to death by her." Another shook his head repeatedly, "That would be too much of a pitfall…"

Speaking of the Underworld River.

This demon ancestor looked at Houtu, who was fighting desperately with him, and the whole demon capital was not good.

"This situation is not right……"

"This foolish sister, shouldn't she be going to fight the August Emperor to the death?"

"How does it look? It seems you want to perish together with me?"

"Don't!"

(End of chapter)