Chapter 827

Martial King Wu Tie, that's all. Nüwa Zhao imprisoned Wu Tie, couldn't help but sneer.

However, my son wants to conquer the world; he can't do everything himself. You, and the Wu tribe behind you, this palace gives you an opportunity. As long as you obediently become my son's subjects, you will also have a share of future glory and wealth.

As for your previous offense against my son... Nüwa Zhao lightly nodded: "As a ruler, one should have broad-mindedness, so let it be."

Nüwa Zhao smiled lightly, her five fingers moved slightly, and the black straight ruler on her hand turned a few circles nimbly.

Thus, wave after wave of time ripples spread in the void, cooperating with the River and Mountain Grand Array, continuously slowing the flow of time within the original Divine State of Great Jin's territory.

One times, two times, three times...

Under the River and Mountain Grand Array, in every prefecture, every commandery, every city, there were varying numbers of Sui Dynasty imperial guards and White Lotus Palace disciples leading large contingents of underground indigenous tribal warriors, steering various warships and rushing back urgently.

Xīyáo's River and Mountain Grand Array caused all the people of the original Divine State of Great Jin to fall into a coma; their essences and souls merged into the array, becoming part of its immense power.

However, these Sui Dynasty imperial guards, White Lotus Palace disciples, and those underground tribal warriors have lived in the territory of the original Divine State of Great Jin for a relatively short time, and their ties to this land and water are comparatively shallow.

Therefore, countless billions of commoners fainted, yet they could still move freely.

The earth was tearing apart, the sky seemed to be collapsing, countless natural disasters erupted from all directions; the commanders of the Sui Dynasty imperial guards and many high-ranking officials of the White Lotus Palace instantly knew something had happened.

They brought the tribal warriors who had defected to them, and hurried back at full speed toward the direction where Feng Rong was.

If Feng Rong died here, the accompanying imperial guard soldiers would certainly face the punishment of having their homes ransacked and be convicted; these White Lotus Palace disciples would also not fare well, and everyone would be in great trouble awaiting them.

Therefore, return at full speed.

But the sky kept hurling hurricanes, wind, rain, and thunder continuously falling, various natural disasters threw the sky into chaos; within the River and Mountain Grand Array, even those warships hundreds of zhang long flew as slowly as turtles.

Occasionally, a hurricane would sweep up a warship, causing three or five warships to collide.

Dull explosion sounds rang incessantly; the standard warships of the Three Kingdoms were far inferior in performance to the Sui Dynasty's small warships of a hundred zhang length, one after another warship was destroyed in the natural disasters, and countless warriors screamed as they fell from the sky.

Fortunately, these warriors all had the ability to levitate and fly; although they looked embarrassed when they fell, very few were actually killed by the fall.

Xīyáo, who controlled the River and Mountain Grand Array, soon noticed these large and small warships continually gathering.

The natural disasters grew more rampant; gales and lightning howled down from all directions, large and small warships were struck by lightning, buffeted by strong winds, frozen by frost, scorched by blazing flames, warships kept breaking apart, and countless warriors flew out from the warships.

Those warriors from the various great underground tribes merely felt a slight shake of the head, were stunned by the immense will of the myriad people, then collapsed heavily to the ground.

These underground tribal warriors, Xīyáo found them useful after subduing them, and he was reluctant to kill them.

However, those Sui Dynasty imperial guards and White Lotus Palace disciples, the entire River and Mountain Grand Array gathered the immense power of heaven and earth, and all surged madly toward them.

The black straight ruler rotated, and within the area covered by the River and Mountain Grand Array, the flow of time continuously slowed.

Whether Sui Dynasty imperial guards or White Lotus Palace disciples, their movements grew slower and slower, their reactions more and more delayed; they watched helplessly as bolt after bolt of lightning came down upon them, wanting to dodge but unable to.

They clearly felt that the lightning's speed was not fast; with their cultivation they could easily dodge it.

But the lightning struck solidly on their heads; no matter how hard they tried to avoid it, the lightning—or any other kind of natural disaster attack—easily hit their vital points.

In the skies above the original territory of the Divine State of Great Jin, each elite Sui Dynasty imperial guard turned to ashes, each White Lotus Palace disciple roared as both body and spirit were annihilated.

Column after column of light shot up into the sky, and huge black vortices appeared out of nowhere, swallowing those light columns completely.

Xīyáo's aura grew stronger and stronger; gradually, even Wu Tie felt a palpitation.

"Borrowing the power of heaven and earth, the faith of myriad peoples, to reforge my body." Wu Tie, whose movements had been slowed by thousands or tens of thousands of times by the time seal, suddenly heard Xīyáo's sharp, lofty, extremely excited chant.

The ancient and profound chant issued from Xīyáo's mouth; the chant turned into visible golden runes, like raindrops spraying from his mouth. These runes leapt and maneuvered in the void, interlocking and fitting together, finally forming a vast golden light array that tightly enveloped Xīyáo.

All the slain Sui Dynasty imperial guards, all the slain White Lotus Palace disciples—their essence blood and souls, their cultivation and magical power, everything they had—were transferred by the River and Mountain Grand Array.

In Nüwa Zhao's hand, a piece of five-colored divine light the size of an egg flew out; it was a flawless, translucent five-colored divine stone!

The 'Nüwa Lu' tribe, from which Nüwa Zhao hails, possesses a five-colored divine stone, a gift from Nüwa Island, the tribe's supreme heirloom treasure, the highest divine artifact that suppresses the clan's fortune.

Yet this five-colored divine stone appeared in Nüwa Zhao's hand, and at this critical moment she threw it toward Xīyáo.

The five-colored divine stone turned into a divine light, flew to Xīyáo's head, and hovered there.

The essence and spirit of the hundreds of thousands of slain imperial guards and White Lotus Palace disciples turned into a mass of five-colored blazing divine flame, which was injected into the golden light array condensed by Xīyáo's chant.

Xīyáo let out a low groan of pain, then looked up to the sky and roared madly.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, all beings are the charcoal!"

Xīyáo roared repeatedly; his skin and flesh, when lightly touched by that five-colored divine flame, turned into a wisp of blue smoke that drifted away.

Nüwa Zhao also raised her hands high, screaming hysterically: "Heaven and earth's creation, ancestral spirits' protection!"

Wu Tie was trapped in a time seal with extremely slow flow; the Primordial Crown spun wildly, and the time seal created by Nüwa Zhao, under the Primordial Crown, carefully emitted an extremely fine crack; through this crack, Wu Tie's soul power could sense what was happening in the River and Mountain Grand Array.

"What are this mother and son doing? What are they doing?" Wu Tie muttered: "Sacrificing hundreds of thousands of the weakest, all inferior gods of the Sui Dynasty? Stealing the power of the Nüwa clan's ancestral spirit space... the power of creation? In the primordial myth, Pangu the sage cleaved heaven and earth, myriad things grew, but humanity was created postnatally by the Nüwa sovereign..."

"Myth always contains unverifiable illusions, but sometimes myth is true."

"The Nüwa sovereign's power of creation must be greatly related to humanity... what do this mother and son intend to do?"

A low groan came, and the five-colored divine stone slowly fell toward Xīyáo's head.

Nüwa Zhao also chanted the incantation; countless incantations turned into streams of light, continually pouring into Xīyáo's body: "The five-colored divine stone can mend the heavens' gaps, surely it can complete the postnatal bloodline... return to the origin, trace the source... the bloodline of the sage Fuxi... return to the mortal world!"

Wu Tie's hairs stood on end all over his body.

Xīyáo and Nüwa Zhao, this mother‑son pair, really dare to do it!

In legend, the sages Fuxi and Nüwa generally have human bodies with snake tails... even Wu Tie, in many states of enlightenment, has personally seen in his bloodline memory the true image of Fuxi.

But the royal family of the present Fuxi Divine State seems to have lost the ability to assume Fuxi's original form.

Xīyáo, Xī Wǔlè, Xī Bái, etc., they seem not to have this ability.

Their bloodlines seem to have become much thinner... whereas the Nüwa clan possesses a remarkable creative power; even the formerly weakest Nüwa matriarch can, through a miraculous power, possess the form of the Nüwa sovereign.

If Xīyáo, with the aid of the River and Mountain Grand Array and such sacrifice, refines and strengthens his bloodline, even to the point of being comparable to Fuxi... would Xīyáo become another Fuxi?

Well, reaching sage-level strength is impossible, but Xīyáo will become unprecedentedly strong, even mastering some mighty innate divine abilities that only Fuxi possessed... that is only natural!

What a mother‑son pair, scheming step by step, laying plans at every move; I never imagined their true purpose would be this.

Xīyáo was burning, burning madly.

Wu Tie could sense that he was taking all the power gathered in the River and Mountain Grand Array—the essence and spirit of the Sui Dynasty imperial guards, the White Lotus Palace disciples, and even the ordinary commoners' souls and spirits from the original Divine State of Great Jin's territory—as fuel to forge himself.

Below, Feng Rong let out an angry roar, and a yellow pagoda rose slowly.

Nu Zhao lightly drew downward with the compass in her hand; a wisp of dark, obscure light flashed, the void trembled slightly, and the Yellow Treasure Pagoda was shifted away without a trace.

Wu Tie's eyes twitched.

Feng Rong's own strength was formidable; this Yellow Treasure Pagoda was an ancient treasure with astonishing power.

But Nu Zhao borrowed—no, she stole—the power of the Nuwa Clan's Ancestral Spirit Space; facing her, Feng Rong actually had no power to resist!

The Yellow Treasure Pagoda was moved aside, revealing an extremely deep pit below.

Covered in wounds, Feng Rong struggled to climb out of the deep pit; Nu Zhao lightly flicked the ruler in her hand, time froze, and Feng Rong was locked in place, unable to move at all.

Wu Tie carried the Primordial Crown with him; his understanding and mastery of the Grand Dao of Time far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Thus Wu Tie was slowly breaking free from the freeze of Nu Zhao's Time Seal, while Feng Rong was actually frozen in the River of Time.

Inside the River and Mountain Grand Formation, Xi Yu raised both hands high and gazed at the sky.

He loudly chanted the ancient and profound incantation; his body was burned by black flames, and surges of powerful bloodline energy continuously rolled out from within him.

The vast energy gathered by the River and Mountain Grand Formation continuously poured into Xi Yu's body.

Xi Yu's body constantly regenerated and burned; skin, flesh, blood vessels, organs, bones, marrow, brain... were continually turned to green smoke and reborn. In this continual forging, the most essential bloodline energy gradually accumulated.

Xi Yu himself was a genius of astonishing talent from the Xi Clan six thousand years ago.

Among the Xi Clan people of the Fuxi Divine Kingdom, their ancestral bloodline was rather thin, but in Xi Yu, his bloodline concentration was extraordinarily strong.

Using secret arts to plunder the world's creation and sacrificing countless lives to empower himself, Xi Yu already possessed a powerful bloodline that was continually being refined, strengthened, returning to its source, and chasing after his ancestors.

Xi Yu's physical strength, potential, and all aspects of his qualities were rapidly increasing.

Even his IQ was rising, and his EQ grew naturally as his intelligence and strength increased.

According to Xi Yu's original talent, he might have grown in the Sui Dynasty into a 'King God' slightly weaker than Feng Rong.

But after just a short quarter of an hour, Xi Yu's talent potential was already enough for him to become a 'King God' far stronger than Feng Shang!

Xi Yu's talent was still growing rapidly.

His bloodline was still rapidly increasing.

Under the River and Mountain Grand Formation, the slain Sui Dynasty Divine Manifestation Realm experts had all their essence, energy, and spirit, as well as their entire cultivation, absorbed by the formation and poured without loss into Xi Yu's body.

Xi Yu's body seethed with black aura, killing energy shot to the heavens, and his eyes sprayed forth rich Blood Light.

But as his Xi Clan bloodline within him was continually refined and strengthened, his entire body's blood energy, killing aura, and hostile energy, even the Blood Light in his pupils, continually faded and dissipated for no apparent reason.

It seemed as if some mysterious power in the dark heavens and earth was protecting Xi Yu.

Wu Tie instinctively activated the Nuwa Clan's Heaven-Prayer Technique.

"You are taking without permission; that is theft!"

Wu Tie understood exactly what was happening.

In the void, a vast, boundless Merit Light drifted mysteriously; this Merit Light of unknown origin had its foundation not in the Three Kingdoms Continent, but was mysteriously linked to the whole of heaven and earth.

As Xi Yu's bloodline grew stronger, strands of golden light and purple qi continually fell from that Merit Light, continually cleansing his body and eliminating the accumulated negative energy within him.

Wu Tie immediately understood the origin of that Merit Light.

This is the legacy of the Fuxi Clan, bestowed upon all descendants of the Xi Clan; as long as they do not court death, they can enjoy the protection of this Merit Light and its boundless benefits.

Not speaking of eternal wealth and high status, but at least it ensures the lineage never ends and descendants continue.

But Xi Yu is now courting death.

He slaughtered hundreds of thousands to elevate himself, and did not hesitate to sacrifice countless ordinary commoners to empower himself; such conduct is no different from that of demons.

Immense negative energy gathered on Xi Yu's body; he did not know by what means he attracted the Fuxi Clan's legacy left between heaven and earth, using it to protect his mind and body.

To fulfill him alone, he implicated the entire Xi Clan!

Such thieving methods...

Xi Yu's body gradually became translucent throughout.

Gradually, a huge snake tail extended from below his waist.

In the void, visible Grand Dao patterns writhed like dragons, roaring as they spanned billions of miles across the void.

Streams of purple qi came from all directions, continually gathering upon Xi Yu.

"I shall become a sage... you are all mere ants!"

Xi Yu arrogantly lowered his gaze to look down upon the earth; he saw Wu Tie trapped in the Time Seal, gave a cold snort, and pointed a finger, blasting forth at Wu Tie.

With a booming "Boom!", a bolt of purple thunderfire, as thick as a zhang and ten thousand zhang long, combined Yin and Yang, the Five Elements turning, further combined with the power of the Twenty-Eight Mansions stars, moved the primal forces of the Four Directions and Four Spirits, and shot down like lightning upon Wu Tie.

Despite its immensely complex attributes, the thunderbolt perfectly fused into one.

This was the most exquisite, flawless Supreme Thunder Technique Wu Tie had ever seen in his life.

One thunderbolt seemed to contain an entire world.