Chapter 842: Gong Gong's Anger Strikes Mount Buzhou; Heaven and Earth's Creation, the Dragon Subdues Man

This is the war between "Heaven" and the "Dragon"!

They fought to the death in this Honghuang world, two peak powerhouses infinitely approaching the level of Pangu, burning all life and will, solely to decide the ultimate wielder of the Dao.

"Boom!"

The heavens were shattered!

Everything fell into a hazy blur, as if returning to the most ancient era of Chaos, all becoming murky.

"Crack!"

The river of time was cut off!

The evolution of time has ended; it no longer flows forward, for it has been dried up by supreme divine powers.

These two peerless powerhouses slew through time itself, even ending the existence of myriad Daos and phenomena.

The Heavenly Dao, which governs the Three Thousand Great Daos, operates the cosmic order.

At this moment, to slay the Dragon Ancestor, the maximum computational power was mobilized, causing the natural world to lag; what program could still proceed?

Moreover, the Dragon Dao, having soaked in the universe's creation, in madness let go completely, disregarding all, causing myriad spirits to mutate and twist, collapsing the world's rules.

The Dragon Ancestor's hatred for the Dao Ancestor runs deep.

Hongjun left the Azure Dragon with the most painful wound; the era of demons and ghosts arrived, arranged clearly all along.

However, the Ancestral Dragon also had a desperate counterattack, seeking to carve out a heaven.

He even dared to assimilate the Heavenly Emperor, turning human emperors into true dragons; under the Human Dao, countless peoples were tainted and transformed into the dragon race.

Even in dire straits, he would still raise a song of praise for courage!

The Dragon battles in the wild, its blood is mysterious yellow!

He fought until mad, battled until frenzied, unleashing inconceivable carnage, destroying the eight corners of the universe, annihilating the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth.

All his actions were solely to slay Jun Tian!

He seemed to have succeeded.

Even though Jun Tian commands the Three Thousand Great Daos, even wielding the Slaughter Dao of the Nether River Demon Ancestor, his forces are fierce, yet facing the Dragon Ancestor roused to the extreme, he cannot swiftly overwhelm, and instead is still splattered with blood, trading life for life.

The Heavenly Dao is vast, encompassing all.

But...

The Dragon Dao also excels in purity; moreover, the Azure Dragon Great Sage has endured countless blood-soaked battles throughout his life!

In the era of Dragon and Phoenix, he battled the Demon Ancestor, warred against the Phoenix Ancestor, and fought the Heavenly Emperor!

In the era of demons and ghosts, he assaulted the Demon Emperor, contended with Donghua... after many rises and falls, he still stands at the peak!

The Dao Ancestor is noble; Hongjun's status is lofty, a programmer and administrator maintaining the operation of Honghuang, to whom everyone gives face.

But when it comes to real combat, seeking life in death, finding life in desperation, he lacks the Ancestral Dragon's wealth of experience!

As they fought, the Ancestral Dragon seemed about to break through the predicament; as a pawn being schemed against, he actually wanted to overturn the board and smash it into the player's face!

Just...

"Are you angry?"

"Anger is just right."

"What I want... is your anger!"

Jun Tian laughed, though he was injured and bleeding, yet with deep meaning: "Only your anger can bear the greatest sin."

"Anger touches Buzhou!"

He whispered, and for an instant, the Dragon Ancestor's Dao shifted!

This is a disturbance, a shaking of the foundation!

Moreover, at the same moment, the shackles of cause and effect tightened; the Dragon Ancestor's meddling in the hidden dangers of the Heavenly Dao and the buried schemes in the rewards of the Human Dao all came into play!

And this is not yet the end!

"Sever the Dao!"

Jun Tian shouted, and in an instant, the supreme Slaughter Dao descended, evolved from the Nether River's Slaughter Dao, which he put to use, exquisite and subtle, striking the Dragon Ancestor's spirit, blurring his mastery over the Dao.

Hazy and dazed, confused and lost.

He seemed to have lost his original heart, becoming obsessive and restless.

—Wherever he fell, there he rose.

Hongjun had just suffered a great loss at the Nether River, and now he put it into practice live.

Although he does not admit it with his mouth, in his heart he admires it; the Nether River Demon Ancestor, though scheming, is ingenious, having created the Sever My Bright Dao.

This path, Hongjun will not take, even if he could—for the Heavenly Dao embraces all, the Three Thousand Great Daos are within it; if your Dao is good, it instantly becomes mine, even if it does not surpass the originator.

However, he will not walk this path, yet he can also apply it in combat; at this moment, striking the Dragon Ancestor's heart, leaving him dazed, it is a supreme spiritual slaughter!

Even if he is not the personal descent of the Nether River Demon Ancestor, his slaughter capability far inferior to the original, yet it also has remarkable effect.

The deviation of the Great Dao, the interference of cause and effect, the disturbance of the spirit.

In this succession, the most terrifying thing unfolds: the Azure Dragon, unable to control himself, moves with all his might, crashing toward... Mount Buzhou!

When he came to, it had already become an unstoppable torrent, the deed done!

"How is this possible?!"

The Azure Dragon roared, feeling it too inconceivable.

"Foolish dragon!" Jun Tian paid the price in blood, so strongly controlling a supreme powerhouse, even with a layout, it was massive bleeding: "What do you think, is the Ying Dragon's activity something I supported behind the scenes?"

He made the Azure Dragon an enlightened ghost.

Long ago, when that timid little creature appeared before him, everything fell into place naturally!

He gave many good things, various authorities for free.

He bestowed authority upon the Ying Dragon, granting her a noble position.

Now, the Responding Dragon has become the ancestor, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan!

"Everyone like a dragon? Ha! Everyone like a dragon! Like which dragon!"

Vast Harmony added a foot, everything is irreparable.

Dragon Ancestor collided with Mount Buzhou!

This divine mountain—how could it be so easily touched?!

If not the August Emperor, whoever touches it will still have to break it, destined to cause heaven‑toppling karma!

What's more, now! At this moment!

Vast Heaven displayed the supreme divine art!

"The Heavenly Dao is constant!"

The damaged Jade Disc of Creation, after being sacrificed and patched up back then, is a supreme divine artifact; although it has lost its earth‑shaking might, as a symbol of authority in Honghuang it still possesses miraculous uses.

Its activation interferes with the entire battlefield, locking in how terrifying a situation will be, striking into the convergence of real ages and time, becoming a crucial node!

"The unsealing of the Heavenly Dao, my release from prison, I entrust to you!"

Vast Heaven laughed and said to the Dragon Ancestor, "Will the Boundless Great Calamity not emerge? Too bad! The Boundless Great Calamity has arrived!"

"And the culprit is……"

"You—Dragon Ancestor!"

"No!"

The Ancestral Dragon let out a mournful howl, but he could not control himself; only at the final instant of colliding with Mount Buzhou could he change his form, so that this supreme black pot would not completely hang on him, nor would the Dragon Clan suffer shame because of him, being blamed by all of heaven and earth.

Even if there is another truth behind the scenes, a contest of the supreme beings, or his inferior skill leading to defeat and being controlled, even the peak ancient god sages could understand what happened.

But this battle is a battle to settle karma, a battle to seal the verdict; after this battle, past events are reduced to dust, and there will be no chance for retrial.

Everyone knows it wasn't that the Dragon Ancestor truly wanted to collide with the mountain, harming beings, lacking public virtue.

But, performing like this, they will unify their story—this pot is his to bear!

Pot.

The Ancestral Dragon doesn't care.

How transcendent he is!

As long as he doesn't end up like Rahu, whom everyone beats and tramples underfoot for countless years, does he fear the black pot?

Not afraid!

You should know, the Dragon Clan's grand strategy of letting all beings become dragons… there was once an age when some dark‑hearted people flung dirty water at him, saying 'Dragon nature is inherently lustful,' and the Dragon Ancestor was lust incarnate.

The Dragon Ancestor never cared either.

But now…

The Dragon Clan is destitute, can no longer endure.

He bears heaven‑toppling karma without fear, yet he does not want his clan to be implicated because of him.

So…

"I am…… Gonggong!"

He assumed the form he had as the ancestral shaman of Gonggong, the identity recorded in the human realm.

At the final moment, he, as the ancestral shaman of the Wu Clan, collided with the most conspicuous landmark of Pangu's act of cleaving heaven and earth……

The Dragon's Way burning at its most glorious form!

The supreme traces left by Pangu in the world!

This is a world‑shaking collision!

At this moment.

Even if it is a recreated Honghuang, it is filled with the most terrifying aura, a revival of supreme power, the final blossoming!

At first instant, Gonggong's head split and blood flowed.

But……

Such a decisive impact also seemed to shatter some kind of order, causing Mount Buzhou…… to break!

"Crack!"

The heavens…… swayed.

"Return, oh…… return, oh!"

Vast Heaven raised his arm, as if plucking something down.

"Freedom……"

He sighed long, becoming the most terrifying sight on this battlefield.

……

"I have a vague premonition."

Treading amid the splendid rivers and mountains, alone facing the azure lotus of ages, a majestic dragon‑headed spirit touches his chest and whispers thus.

"I need to end this battle quickly……"

He whispered.

"How? You look down on people like this?"

As his opponent, Nüwa stood beneath a azure lotus that upheld the cosmos, her expression grim.

"Ha!" The Ancestral Dragon temporarily set aside his unfounded worries and replied arrogantly, "Nüwa, you are still young!"

"I will take charge of safeguarding this era's Pangu Dao fruit for you!"

"It's not that I look down on you."

"But in fact, you are inferior to Fuxi!" the Dragon Ancestor Grand Sage boasted, "In the Dragon‑Phoenix era, you have proven this answer many times!"

"Not like me."

"At least it can still disgust him for a long while; he is his great enemy."

Hearing this, Nüwa's expression instantly darkened.

She didn't retort either; she simply gestured with her hand, and the azure lotus fell into her palm, then she charged forward silently, intending to cleave the Dragon Ancestor in one strike.

Moreover, as the azure lotus swayed, strands of immortal light flashed, like brushes, splashing ink across heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers, evolving countless beings.

She drove the cosmic creation, letting creation manifest in the human world, turning it into combat power that amplified her.

Having cultivated to this point, Nüwa's Way of Creation has long been unmatched throughout ancient and modern times, with none able to rival it.

Heaven and earth resplendent, civilization brilliant, the river of human Dao flows, forming the most beautiful picture—the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State, where the Three Powers of heaven, earth, and man unite, making Nüwa the sole one in the world, condensing the era's splendor, bestowing civilization upon the ages, and composing a magnificent legend.

In an instant, the Dragon Ancestor's true form was immobilized, and an azure lotus smashed down upon him, blowing him to pieces.

Who says those who cultivate creation can't fight?

Nüwa made a righteous rebuttal.

She's incredibly fierce!

However, the Dragon Ancestor is not so easily defeated.

Amidst the flying fragments of flesh and blood, part of him recondensed, while another part fell into the mountains and rivers, a strange qi spreading, transforming the human world.

"Everyone becomes a dragon!"

Amidst the vicissitudes of chanting, a Great Dao revived—this is… transforming into a dragon!

Like a plague, it infected heaven and earth.

In an instant, it sparked the greatest contest with Nüwa's creation.

One is the Mother of All Beings, who enlightened myriad spirits.

One plays at making everyone a dragon—I don't create life, but I am the porter of all beings—changing their lineage.

One creates, the other transforms.

With the passage of time, in the ultimate showdown and the contest of paths, Nüwa actually ended up at a disadvantage.

"Hahaha… I told you! Nüwa, you can't do it!"

The Dragon Ancestor burst into loud laughter: 'My making everyone a dragon is the best at assimilation!'

"If you were like the phoenix, taking the path of spiritual civilizational development, with a hundred flowers blooming, you could rend my Great Unification Dao; perhaps this battle would still have some suspense."

"But we both put effort into creation; no matter how much you create, it still can't match my assimilative power!"

"Your achievements are merely my fodder!"

He spoke cold words, unleashing massive slaughter; the Dragon's Great Dao displayed its might here, sweeping over heaven and earth, altering too many rules and orders, the principles of dragon transformation engraved eternally—'After all these years, have you forgotten?'

"Back then, you were my worker, my logistics commander!"

"Even now, it's the same!"

"How absurd!" Nüwa raged; beyond creation, the cycle of reincarnation unfolded, they merged, enacting the rise and fall of the cosmos, the turning of all beings, turning heaven and earth into a vast furnace to refine the Dragon Ancestor.

But in the next instant, the Dragon Ancestor merged with the Dao, merging with his Dragon's Great Dao; the Great Dao endures, spanning the ages, carrying creation, myriad dragons roar, the Myriad Heavens rise and fall.

"Dragon!"

"Transcending life and death, immortal in the world, not entering reincarnation!"

"Your Way of Reincarnation, even if united with creation, can govern life and death in the human realm… but a dragon is simply undying—what can you do to me?"

"For every part I assimilate from you, you grow weaker by that part and I grow stronger by that part; back and forth, the gap doubles!"

"Until the end, all your achievements will belong to me… making everyone a dragon is the prevailing trend!"

He declared.

"I don't believe it!"

Nüwa transformed the heaven-and-earth furnace into cosmic creation, birthing myriad spirits: 'I will ultimately achieve the supreme creation, shattering your Dragon's Great Dao!'

"Creation and reincarnation, body and soul, will ultimately unite perfectly, capable of crushing your dragon clan!"

"Ridiculous! Absurd!" the Dragon Ancestor laughed at Nüwa: "Fuxi's Pangu essence-blood has long been exhausted by you!"

"Without his essence-blood, using the Wu Clan as a clever shortcut, how could humanity flourish?"

"Merely the strength of soulful insight can stand at the peak, but it will not be an undisputed strongest!"

"You will eventually have to admit it!"

"My dragon clan is perfect, flawless!"

"Your creations have brilliant souls and extraordinary insight?"

"Good, you'll soon be a member of my dragon clan!"

"If I weren't too strong, how could this era… have repeatedly targeted me?"

The Primordial Dragon sighed, 'My bloodline is invincible!'

"Any clan that can contend with my dragon clan will be assimilated by me!"

"I will ultimately weave the torrent of fate, replacing the subject of the human Dao…"

"Nüwa, awaken!"

He chanted through the ages, spiraling through the epochs.

In the outer realms of heaven and earth, the Dragon Ancestor suffered repeated defeats, schemed into doubting his dragon birth.

But here, one only needs to face a single opponent…

He possesses invincible confidence!

What is Nüwa?

Just a blood bag!

The Way of Dragon Transformation can overcome all tribes under heaven!

Although this will stifle part of the creativity, the cohesion of great unification and the empowered combat power can nevertheless compensate for much.

Dragon Clan, inherit my will; if they reach the end, I will regard each of them as my offspring.

And you?

What do you have to fight me with?!

Dragon Ancestor shouted coldly.

Your creation, how much of your heart and blood can you pour into it? Accept reality!

You created the myriad races, but that's just a job; with such vast disparities in strength, how can you contend with me?

In my life, I am not inferior to anyone!" Nüwa said firmly, "I will use my blood to make up for their shortcomings!"

How much more can you compensate?" Ancestral Dragon merely sneered, "Wanting to catch up to the Dragon Clan's strength—this group I exhausted all my wisdom to evolve... your bloodline is indeed strong, but how much can you release?"

Bring forth a Pangu, still make do!

(End of chapter)