Chapter 821: with translation of chapter title

Minghe fears death!

Di Jun opens fire, wildly bombarding.

A generation demon ancestor, innocently caught in the crossfire, suffered shrapnel wounds and turned timid.

Of course, perhaps the Minghe Demon Ancestor who went to war against Dao Ancestor Hongjun knew this, but likely just rolled his eyes, treating it as nothing happening, and wouldn't be provoked by such words.

Ah, right, right, you're correct—I lack the guts to draw my sword against the August Emperor; I can only bully those weakling newcomers to maintain my position as the greatest executioner of the Honghuang world.

Also, take care of your health; after I slay the Dao Ancestor, I'll take care of you too!

I have no way to deal with the August Emperor, after all, one cannot punish Pangu... so what can I do to you?

Are you saying I don't care about face?

Stop spouting nonsense!

The Minghe Demon Ancestor deep down admits it... cutting down the Heavenly Dao still gives him a chance, but defying Pangu leaves no hope of survival; he just wants to live a few more years.

But outwardly, he must never show cowardice!

However, at this moment, the Minghe Demon Ancestor is already unable to attend to anything else.

He unleashed a forbidden technique, the endless hell turning, sacrificing the Dao Ancestor Hongjun alive—indeed dragging this Heavenly Dao overseer down from his position... Unfortunately, after Hongjun fell from heaven and became human, his split form might flee upon seeing Nüwa, but dealing with Minghe is no longer a difficult task.

Amid spraying blood, the Elemental Slayer Abyss gulped down the Dao Ancestor's blood, inflicting grievous wounds, yet the Minghe Demon Ancestor's head was nearly wrenched off; after a few rounds, the blood of a generation demon ancestor splattered the ruins of the Purple Dawn Palace, dyeing this spacetime red.

Given the current situation, Minghe probably won't be able to find Di Jun to cause trouble with nonsense talk.

If Di Jun could survive from the August Emperor's grasp!

At this moment, Di Jun, as he said, truly fears no death.

Challenging the authority of the most ancient Heavenly Emperor, he helps the Minghe Demon Ancestor perfect a grand blueprint he dare not even imagine.

What's the point of purging ordinary innate divinity?

All privileges ought to be swept away!

How can the greatest deity just frolic about?

One must still be recorded by the Human Dao, becoming an awakened among all beings, rather than the supreme god among deities.

Di Jun's such firmness greatly differs from his past conduct, exceeding many spirits' expectations.

But that's also true.

The August Emperor's restoration of the Dragon-Phoenix Heavenly Court means overriding and even negating the legal orthodoxy of the Heavenly Court from the Witch-Demon era; all past events will be downgraded.

The massive war between the Witch and Demon clans, their ultimate showdown, will instantly be reduced to a minor regional dispute, merely a small factional squabble within a large collective.

Thus, Donghuang's struggle and even sacrifice become laughable, his death utterly meaningless.

Di Jun doesn't care about his own defeat.

Yet he cannot accept Taiyi ending in an inglorious manner.

He wishes to safeguard the last trace of Taiyi, proving that Taiyi once existed and held value.

For this, he spares no expense, even wagering his own life.

In the trembling, near-collapse era of the Witch-Demon age, it was the last emperor of the Monster Clan Heavenly Court who stepped forward to bear the burden of heaven tilting and earth overturning.

This era is not particularly beautiful.

Yet it preserves and attests to the traces and value of Taiyi's activity and growth.

This alone outweighs everything in Di Jun's heart, ultimately putting him at odds with the August Emperor, Heavenly Emperor, becoming a stumbling block and obstacle to the Dragon-Phoenix era's restoration.

This may be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

But Di Jun hardly regrets it.

Under everyone's gaze, he exposed the covert Five Directions Heavenly Emperor plan—whether the myriad gods' workers would unite is uncertain, but the bigwigs of Great Simplicity had already united, joining forces to set up the house, poised to run a pig‑killing scam.

With this black curtain lifted, Di Jun severed his own retreat, destroyed his image—a rupture with the past, and his own decisive act of overturning the table.

"I am willing to shed my very skin…"

"The era of the Witch and Demon will surely be prolonged!"

Di Jun laughed wildly, "Since the Dragon‑Phoenix Era has been buried, just stay properly in the dust of the years—don't even think about restoration!"

Amid his wild laughter, he thrust his arms to hold up the starry sky, displaying supreme divine might, and hurled the entire Celestial Star Sea outward.

Whether the River Chart or the Luo Writing, they dance together as the flames burn.

Through eternity and endless ages, all points of time resonate with the Infinite Star Sea, stacking onto the present to become the heaviest mass, hurled toward where the August Emperor, Heavenly Emperor resides.

Boom—

The River of Ages—this moment it was pierced!

Past, present, future—all trajectories have gone awry!

A staggering powerhouse, when he pays no heed to karmic retribution for destroying order, unleashing his power at any cost, his fighting strength is world‑shaking.

The myriad gods trembled, and the mighty changed countenance.

In the endless expanse of time and space, the origins of countless universes thus shifted—from the gods who cleaved heaven and earth, they quietly turned into a stellar singularity big bang.

Myriad Heavens shift with a single thought, annals are written in an instant…… Di Jun's divine might overwhelms the world, invincible beneath heaven.

At this very moment, the heavens and earth stretch vast, everything unstable, filled with great terror.

Beyond the frontier, the furtive Nüwa, trying to sneak back into the Honghuang realm, had even the faintest probe of her vanguard thought startled, snapping back, and she fell into a vast, wild, splendid universe.

That is a realm called Mountains and Seas, fashioned over the years by Nüwa's own creation.

Here the vital essence and matter abound immensely, modeled after the primordial Honghuang's creation; it was crafted by Nüwa as a cleansing ground for the aftermath of the Witch‑Demon era, a place where any defeated side could rest and recuperate.

After all, she is the Holy Mother of the Human Dao.

She is the Demon Emperor, the Witch Ancestor, and the Human Ancestor.

Palm and back of hand are both flesh; even if she has a favorite, she would never let the other children starve.

Earnestly creating the world, she left an immortal mark; Nüwa was satisfied with her work, just as the Honghuang barrier opened, the scars left by the fight of the two great Pangu dog clan leaders faded, and she pondered that it was time for the war god to return.

The pitiful little girl, Houtu trapped in reincarnation, is someone she wants to rescue.

That lively and jumping August Emperor, that arrogant and boundless Emperor Hong, are also ones she needs to beat down!

Also, the blood-red-eyed Gonggong Dragon Ancestor, this needs to be guarded against.

He drew his sword and hacked at the Nether River of the the Zixiao Palace—this… is plotting treason; if possible, it's best to snatch a head!

The Nüwa plan has been written; only action remains.

He has written down each goal, all are targets to be resolved…… but there is no Demon Race among them.

After all, the Heavenly Court has been destroyed!

But it's just that this already destroyed force, which people think no longer needs attention, has produced such an obscure outcome.

Di Jun went mad, disregarding everything, even startling Nüwa!

This makes Nüwa feel……

She should first take it easy, observe.

While observing, her thoughts turn.

A pair of eyes, pitch-black pupils rolling about, makes it hard to tell what she's plotting.

Suddenly, a strand of Nüwa's divine sense twitched, pinpointing precisely.

She did not cross the boundary with her body, but broke through the barrier erected under Di Jun's madness; however, her thoughts passed through, finding a certain low-key hidden peerless powerhouse.

"Kun Kun ah……"

She conveyed the information in a gentle voice, yet it turned the master of the Northern Dark Sea deathly pale.

"Glug!"

The Kunpeng Great Sage struggled to swallow his saliva, feeling that Kunpeng's life is not easy.

"Your Highness, this is a bit too crazy……"

Kunpeng tried to shirk work, tactfully saying, "The risk is too great……"

"Ah…… this……" Nüwa hesitated a bit, estimated how much money remained in her little treasury, buried under Fuxi's bed, "I'll add money!"

"As long as you do this this…… that that……"

"After success, I'll give you this amount!"

Nüwa is very lavish.

Deep within the Kunpeng Great Sage's heart, after a heavenly-human struggle, he finally gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, "Good!"

"Princess Nüwa, just watch!"

Kunpeng set into motion.

…

Starlight brilliant, the heavens and earth vast.

The starry sky turned into Di Jun's invincible divine weapon in his hand, driving him to conquer the unparalleled foe.

He expended everything.

After all, Di Jun is not Nüwa.

Houtu flew into a rage, sweeping the sea of stars; those of the human way seeking to settle scores with him are all helpless.

He's so crazy that Honghuang docks his pay— that's as prompt as can be.

Thus, even if he defeated the August Emperor, and in unimaginable circumstances swept aside the Wu Clan, overthrew the Supreme Emperor Divine Dynasty, beat down the Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and Pangu also had no fate with him— all his years of struggle came to nothing in this day.

But Di Jun also no longer cared.

His unrestrained release, the ultimate explosion, made ages turn to void, made ancient history shatter, tore the thread of time, and changed the course of the river of light and shadow!

At this moment, he bore the aura of invincibility under heaven!

Heavenly Emperor, he didn't get the position for nothing.

But……

At this moment, his opponent is not under heaven, but towers above the Myriad Heavens!

The August Emperor who opened heaven and earth!

Such an honorific, crowned upon one by myriad gods and mortals, shows his supremacy— even the rise and fall of heaven and earth's opening and closing are decided by his single thought!

Di Jun's desperate, all‑or‑nothing campaign certainly gave trouble to the August Emperor Heavenly Emperor, but that's all it did!

When a phantom divine axe is swung, it seems capable of blasting the entire Honghuang cosmos; it strikes the waves of the sea of stars, and in the very moment of its greatest grandeur, it shatters the wave!

"Boom!"

Blinding starlight, countless stars exploded and shattered; the fragments streaked across the firmament, booming toward the vast mountains and rivers.

"Hum!"

Gorgeous flowing light rose together— that is the Nine Provinces Barrier activating, protecting a parcel of pure land.

But those fragments mixed with the power of opening heaven and earth made the barrier suffer countless waves, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Even the starry sky is thus.

What more of Di Jun?

"Thud!"

The Heavenly Emperor's boundless towering dharma body was directly cleaved away, crashing onto Mount Buzhou!

"Crack!"

The Heavenly Pillar trembled, cracks faintly appeared, the firmament shook, as if it might collapse at any moment, terrifying the myriad beings.

Di Jun was embedded in the mountain mass, his divine blood staining Buzhou red.

"Cough… cough cough!"

Constantly coughing blood, he struggled to crawl out, his teeth gritted till they broke, the corners of his mouth black with spittle, his vitality nearly exhausted.

Indeed... indeed, it's not possible!

Di Jun murmured, yet once again straightened his body.

Both are masters of the Heavenly Court, yet they differ so much... that's also the case.

One overwhelms the world, the other is merely governed by the Heavenly Dao; same title, yet different pattern—how can they be compared?

But I still want to try...

This era, I am to preserve it...... if I lose, then I shall be buried with it.

Di Jun staggered, divine radiance flowing, once again propping up the vastness of the starry sky.

August Emperor watched this scene, face sunk like water, saying word by word: "Di Jun, don't force me."

Hahaha!

Di Jun laughed loudly: "Imperial Elder Brother, if you want to cover this era and continue the Dragon-Phoenix epoch, you must definitely step over my corpse!"

The declaration, like an oath, made August Emperor half-smile: "Is that so? Such a strange request of yours is rare... fine, I will fulfill you!"

He tightly grasped the divine axe, strolling through the ages, approaching this direction.

With his steps, the turmoil in the river of time was directly quelled!

Together they return to order; the Supreme Heavenly Emperor holds the final interpretive authority!

Seeing this, Di Jun's gaze tightened, pupils constricted; he had no time for anything, letting out an angry shout.

Rise!

Sacrifice!

The stars reappeared, stained with blood, a grand sacrifice.

The Heavenly Emperor sacrifices to the true self, sacrifices to the Great Dao; it is a final song.

Burn the stars! Overturn the world!

Di Jun chanted, and a great terror gradually rose in the starry sky.

Twisted laws, aberrant order, the demon's wicked deceit unfolded at this moment.

He pushed 'change' to the extreme, permeating this era's demonic way, that boundless pursuit of freedom, to oppose and overturn the supreme divine court of unity!

However, the Heavenly Emperor never took it to heart, coldly saying: "Little Golden Crow, though your demonic way has some skill, trying to block me is like striking stone with an egg."

In my presence, you dare speak of change and constancy, discuss Dao order and freedom... who gave you the courage?

If your skill ends here, you will surely die today.

Like a verdict, like an announcement, the Heavenly Emperor's true form unmoving, yet in the unseen an axe-light struck first, shattering the starry sky's chaos, annihilating the demonic way's wicked deceit.

Whatever monsters and spirits, under the Heavenly Emperor's will, shall perish!

Say you may not become a spirit, then you may not become a spirit!

Say you may let a hundred flowers bloom, then you can let a hundred flowers bloom!

The Heavenly Emperor overlooks an era, lonely as snow.

Di Jun faces him, utterly powerless.

A brief duel, a few exchanges, victory decided, Di Jun is about to fall.

However, at Di Jun's life-and-death juncture, reinforcements arrived to save him.

Emperor Jun, do not worry! The old minister has come!

The demon master Kunpeng spread its wings and soared, striking across the vast heavens and earth.

There's also us!

In the land of reincarnation, endless slaughter aura shook past, present, and future; that is the most terrifying army of the mortal world, the Wu Clan at its peak!

There are great witches and lesser witches, divine generals and soldiers... the once-departed heroes of the Wu Clan have all returned, resurrected by the ancestral witch Houtu herself, revived from deathly stillness!

This era, perhaps not so wonderful...... but in the end it has settled sweat, accumulated lessons, reaped growth.

Therefore, its existence has meaning, not to be erased!

Houtu stood in reincarnation, speaking softly, with righteous words.

But whether this contains a bit of personal thought, it's hard to say.

All gods gathered, troops marched forth, infinite power upheld the edge of the demon-witch era; this moment aided Di Jun, challenging August Emperor's majesty!

Emperor Hong glanced, pondered a moment, paid no heed, ignored.

And such a scene also made August Emperor's face grow cold, eyes gleaming like snow, a hint of ruthlessness flashing between his brows.

Very good...... very good...

He laughed and clapped.

Back then, I went through the motions, slaughtering three thousand demon gods...... it seems now I must reenact this great feat!

(End of chapter)