Chapter 162: Hongjun's Grand Conspiracy

On the banks of the Weishui, Nuwa looked at the many living beings before her, a joyful expression on her face.

Stroking the many members of the Human Race kneeling at her feet, Nuwa murmured softly, "So many years have passed; finally, this step has been taken!"

After gaining enlightenment in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, she had been traveling throughout the Eastern Land.

Nuwa knew her Dao was related to Humanity, yet she could never grasp it.

After seeing the Witch and Demon Clans acting against the Dao, she guessed that the Primordial World might need a new protagonist for heaven and earth.

The changes in the light screen within the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space earlier undoubtedly confirmed this conjecture of hers.

Over these years, Nuwa had created countless living beings, yet she still could not find that sense of natural Dao.

With a trace of trepidation and anticipation, she finally chose living beings that resembled the Pangu Great God and named them the Human Race; unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, everything suddenly became clear.

The moment she created the Human Race, the Creation Power within her body surged and exploded.

With every human created, the Creation Power deepened by a fraction.

As she continuously mastered the Creation Power, her cultivation, which was only at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage, soared all the way up. Until she merged with the Creation Power, forged a Law Body, and stepped into the Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

The physical body is without leaks, the Hunyuan is as one. If the law does not perish, it is immortality!

This is her current realm! And now, standing before her, infinite Heaven and Earth Luck gathers.

Looking at the 129,600 Innate Humans before her, Nuwa was about to speak, but her brows furrowed slightly.

Hongmeng Purple Qi!

That submerged Hongmeng Purple Qi actually shattered, transforming into dense Immortal Dao Law that rippled within her body.

At the same time, above the Nine Heavens, thick merit poured down.

Like a massive waterfall falling, splitting heaven and earth in two, it poured toward Nuwa.

Yet before it even arrived, a small wisp separated and fled toward the direction of Mount Buzhou.

"A reward from the Heavenly Dao?" Nuwa's face darkened, her eyes showing slight anger.

She enjoys the Saint Fruit Position of Humanity; why would she need a reward from the Heavenly Dao? Just now, she had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that as long as she absorbed this falling merit, she could merge another complete Immortal Dao Law into her body.

This meant she would become a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal who had merged with two complete laws.

She had cultivated for so long, and it was only thanks to Tian Yuan's guidance that she had completely merged with the Creation Power.

Now, one strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi plus a bit of merit could achieve a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal; Hongjun's reward could not be called anything but generous.

Yet, all that was on Nuwa's face was anger; the laws within her body surged, and the shattered Immortal Dao Law quickly retracted.

Following her actions, Nuwa actually felt a powerful resistance, which undoubtedly further confirmed the conjecture in her heart.

Tian Yuan once said that when a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal refines a law to the point where "I am the law, and the law is me," it is the Hunyuan Taiji Golden Immortal.

For the same law, as long as a living being's foundation is deep enough, they can eventually merge with the law and step into the Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, but one law can only produce one Hunyuan Taiji Golden Immortal.

The three thousand Chaos Gods were not exactly three thousand in number, but the most powerful Chaos Gods did indeed represent the three thousand laws.

Without a doubt, Hongjun practices the Immortal Dao Law; the other party never used the Slaying the Three Corpses method to become a Saint.

If she were to also merge with an Immortal Dao Law, it would be one thing if her cultivation were above Hongjun's, but it was clear she was not there yet.

This meant that if she merged with this Immortal Dao Law, she would likely be controlled by the other party in the future.

If she did not know the realm beyond the Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, she certainly would not have been able to resist this temptation.

An open conspiracy; it was completely a naked open conspiracy.

No one could remain indifferent to a complete Immortal Dao Law.

Even daring to scheme against the Three Pure Ones, who were formed from the Pangu Primordial Spirit, Hongjun truly has grand designs.

With many thoughts flashing through her mind, Nuwa took a deep breath and gave a soft cry: "Creation!"

Suddenly, a milky-white halo surged around her, quickly surrounding her.

And within that dense white mist, a touch of purple gradually became brilliant, reforming into the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Nuwa reached out to grab the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but who would have thought that the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which had previously been as obedient as an arm, would actually *whoosh* and flee directly into the void.

It happened so fast that Nuwa didn't even react, and it had already disappeared into the depths of the void.

Seeing the scene before her, Nuwa was furious; her conjecture was not wrong in the slightest.

And as the Hongmeng Purple Qi fled, the merit that had been pouring down stopped in mid-air, actually rolling backward and fleeing toward the Nine Heavens, fading away rapidly.

"To actually treat us like clowns!" Such a change made Nuwa even more furious.

Although she looked down on this merit, Hongjun playing such games was truly infuriating.

She whipped the Gourd Vine in her palm backward; it grew in the wind and instantly lashed out at the yellow ribbon of light, fiercely wrapping around a large portion of it and binding it tight.

The merit seemed to have a spirit and tried to flee, but Nuwa unleashed great magic power from her palm.

She directly struck all that pure merit into the Gourd Vine.

The merit dissipated entirely, leaving only Heavenly Flowers and Golden Lotuses embracing, with immortal music drifting about. This was the celebration of heaven and earth, having nothing to do with Hongjun.

Looking at the instantly golden and brilliant Gourd Vine in her palm, Nuwa was slightly satisfied: "This is also not bad."

Putting away the Gourd Vine, Nuwa turned her gaze toward the many Innate Humans before her.

The halo of Creation Power made Nuwa look holy and extraordinary; at this moment, the crowd of humans all shouted: "Humanity Mother!"

Feeling the luck gathering on the many humans, Nuwa was also very satisfied.

Yet in her heart, she was considering how to arrange these humans.

"Impossible! This is simply impossible!" Di Jun's face was livid, his expression extremely ugly. Among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, apart from Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Ones, they were the two brothers who cultivated the fastest.

They did not use the Slaying the Three Corpses method, walking the much more difficult Law of Dao. But by borrowing Heaven and Earth Luck, they easily stepped into the Peak Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Look at the Demon Master Kunpeng on the side, who had only slain two corpses. The likes of Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi were at a similar realm.

Earlier, when searching for Hongyun in the Eastern Land, they had met Nuwa, and she was only at the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Mid-Stage.

How many years had passed, and she had actually become a Saint.

Beside him, Taiyi also widened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.

They knew what path Nuwa was taking; it was not the Three Corpses Method passed down by Hongjun, but rather Law Proving the Dao.

The final step of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal—merging the body with a Law and tempering a Law Body—requires a vast amount of time; how could it be so fast?

Yet, this ripple covering the entire world and the stars dimming in an instant could not possibly be wrong.

Nuwa had proven the Dao to Hunyuan a step ahead of them, achieving the status of a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The appearance of a Saint would undoubtedly immediately shatter the situation of the entire world.

Although this Nuwa was previously a Demon Emperor of the Demon Court, she chose Tian Yuan, and in the end, even fell out with the Demon Court because of Fuxi.

Now that she has proven the Dao to Hunyuan, what if she takes action against them? The Zhou Tian Star Formation, when fully activated, can exert combat power far exceeding that of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, but the Demon Court cannot withstand many such drains.

The two of them carry Heaven and Earth Luck, so Nuwa certainly would not dare to kill them, but she could completely suppress them within the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space.

That place is too bizarre, and the stone man's methods are also strange; this is absolutely not the result they want.

The momentum pouring down from between heaven and earth made the two of them unable to help but feel a sense of submission in their hearts. Only by slightly circulating the luck around their bodies did that feeling finally vanish.

The many members of the Demon Race behind them, however, were all prostrate in the air, their eyes filled with terror.

Under the brilliant Saintly might, it was difficult for body and mind to hold on; how could they fully deploy the Zhou Tian Star Formation? Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged a glance, both seeing their own worries in each other's eyes.

It was one thing that the stone man Tian Yuan was a freak, but for Nuwa to happen to become a Saint at this very moment.

For a time, they did not know what to do, and could only stare blankly at the Heavenly Flower and Golden Lotus circling around them.

The world was full of joy, yet they felt as if they were mourning their parents, their hearts heavy.

Suppressing the Dragon Clan, defeating Dong Wanggong, and pressuring the Wu Clan, the Demon Court could be said to be at its zenith, but now... "A Saint!!!"

Outside the Pangu Temple, Dijiang spat out the words one by one, his expression equally incomparably ugly.

The Heavenly Flower and Manju falling from the sky were, in his eyes, exceptionally loathsome.

The trembling Dijiang swept a glance at the stone pillars surrounding the Pangu Temple and actually got up and slammed into them fiercely.

Xuanming, who was also stunned on the scene, was directly frightened by Dijiang's action and hurriedly exclaimed aloud: "Big Brother!"

Yet Dijiang paid no heed at all, still fiercely crashing toward the nearest pillar.

Xuanming's cultivation realm was below Dijiang's, so how could she stop him? She could only cry out urgently again and again: "Big Brother! If the stone pillar breaks, the temple will collapse."

When the Pangu Temple was derived, these stone pillars were born alongside it, standing tall all around.

They guarded the Pangu Temple and also protected the most sacred place of the Wu Clan.

In the current situation, Big Brother was actually going to break these stone pillars.

Facing Xuanming's cries, Dijiang ignored her, instead increasing the speed of his impact.

Boom! With a huge sound, the stone pillar snapped in response, and the rubble, carved with dense Witch Script, came crashing down toward the ground with a rumble.

Following the collapse of that pillar, the remaining many stone pillars crumbled at almost the same time, turning into rubble that filled the sky and scattered across the entire valley.

The Pangu Temple, which had been floating in the air, slowly descended toward the ground, but Dijiang opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing it directly into his belly.

Seeing the scene before her, Xuanming was left completely stunned, looking at the ruins with a blank expression.

This was the birthplace of the twelve Ancestral Witches and the most sacred place of the Wu Clan, yet now only a pile of remains was left.

She opened her mouth, but did not know what to say.

Having finished all this, Dijiang turned around and looked over: "Xuanming! Why don't you leave quickly!"

Nuwa and Tian Yuan were close friends, and she had previously captured the Ancestral Witch Rushou together with Hou; now that she has become a Saint, if she appears against them, Dijiang cannot block her.

The Wu Clan no longer exists; he had no choice but to take the Pangu Temple away.

Looking at the repeatedly urging Dijiang, Xuanming suddenly felt that Big Brother was so unfamiliar.

The Buzhou Mountain was one thing, but this was the Pangu Temple, the most sacred place of their Wu Clan.

She hated Tian Yuan, even loathed him; it was this stone man who caused their brothers and sisters to slaughter each other, but this could not be a reason to destroy the Pangu Temple.

This was the root of the Wu Clan and the final faith of the Wu Clan.

Now it had collapsed! She had always followed her elder brother's arrangements and never questioned Dijiang's decisions, but she had not expected him to go to this step.

Meeting Dijiang's materialized gaze, Xuanming replied blankly: "Big Brother, you go; I want to stay!"

Having said this, she stopped paying attention to him and slowly walked into the ruins.

As the dust rose, scenes flashed by in a trance. Those were the images of them practicing together, fighting together, and sweating together; now, everything had turned into nothingness.

Hearing this, Dijiang's face darkened slightly, his expression showing a hint of annoyance.

The wings on his back fluttered slightly, and he escaped through the void, no longer caring about Xuanming.

(End of this chapter)