Chapter 333: Alliance, Fuxi Sacrifices His Life to Offer to Heaven【4k】

The Underworld.

Xiang Xuanqing and Meng Wuyou simultaneously entered a dream, arriving atop a sea of light.

Upon this sea of light, boundless radiance drowned all things.

Here, apart from light, there was only light—nothing else.

The immense, incomparable radiance shone through space and time, covering above and below, left and right, enveloping past and future.

“We’ve come here again,” Xiang Xuanqing and Meng Wuyou walked slowly across this unimaginable sea of light.

They looked up toward the farthest reaches of the heavens, where countless specks of light drifted and fluttered, like snowflakes falling ceaselessly, dissolving into the vast sea of light, becoming part of it.

Meng Wuyou extended her pale hand, catching the drifting specks of light.

These were the lifetimes of countless beings—from birth to death, each moment, utterly real.

These were also the dreams of the Honghuang multitude—the Great Dream Light, brilliant and glorious.

Meng Wuyou gazed at these specks and whispered: “The Great Dream of Honghuang—once impossible, now perhaps we may try.”

“Then let’s try.”

Xiang Xuanqing smiled. “I’ll guard you!”

“Mm.” Meng Wuyou’s eyes smiled as she nodded slightly, accepting without refusal.

Moments later, Meng Wuyou sat cross-legged in the void, rings of light rising one after another from behind her head.

Xiang Xuanqing stood silently beside her for a long while.

Until her dream of ten thousand eons began to envelop the entire Honghuang.

“Not bad!” Xiang Xuanqing smiled. With this opportunity, Wuyou could now enter the Tai Su Realm.

Then, Xiang Xuanqing divided his spirit into thoughts; a single spiritual light flew into the sky, heading toward another dream.

“All sectors, pay attention! All sectors, pay attention!”

“The Dream Heaven is about to be constructed! The Dream Heaven is about to be constructed!”

“Received, respond!”

Xiang Xuanqing wore the imperial robes, crowned with a diadem, majestic and solemn, divine and radiant.

He stood atop the Dream of Heaven, issuing commands to the Taiwei deities.

In an instant, each deity responded.

“Received!”

“Received!”

“Received!”

“.”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~

In the dream world, layers of mist parted.

The Taiwei deities stepped into the dream world.

As they arrived, the Taiwei stars shimmered, boundless radiance flaring into a river of silver light.

Nv Wa held the Map of Mountains and Rivers, adorning infinite landscapes.

Taiyi and Wangshu stood side by side, the Virtue of the Sun and the Virtue of the Moon illuminating heaven and earth.

As day and night alternated, boundless power silently gathered the dreams of all beings in heaven and earth.

Taishang and Fuxi exchanged glances, then activated their methods: boundless arrays stabilized heaven and earth, the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams embedded into the mechanism, reinforcing the ever-forming dream world.

Qianti, Yuan Huang, Zu Long, and others were no idle spectators—they all acted, creating the myriad worlds.

“Open!”

At Xiang Xuanqing’s mighty cry, a vast aura pierced heaven and earth, stirring countless laws.

The Emperor’s Sword pointed into the void, revealing the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Ten thousand golden rays rolled like crimson rainbows; auspicious qi streamed in thousands of purple mists.

There, the Southern Heavenly Gate, forged of deep-blue luli and adorned with gleaming jade.

On either side stood dozens of Heavenly Generals, each standing tall against pillars, wielding halberds and standards; below, a score of golden-armored divine warriors, each holding spears, whips, swords, and blades.

Outside was impressive, but within—astonishing: along the inner walls stood massive pillars, coiled with crimson-bearded dragons scaled in golden radiance;

And several long bridges, upon which phoenixes with colorful feathers and crimson crowns circled through the air. Bright mists shimmered, reflecting heaven’s light; green veils veiled the stars. Above, there were thirty-three heavenly palaces: Yunyun Palace, Pisha Palace, Wuming Palace, Taiyang Palace, Huale Palace… each palace’s ridge crowned with golden beasts;

And seventy-two precious halls: Chaohui Hall, Lingxu Hall, Baoguang Hall, Tianwang Hall, Lingguan Hall… each hall’s pillars lined with jade qilin.

Then came the Eastern, Northern, and Western Heavenly Gates—golden palaces, silver thrones, and purple abodes, adorned with rare flowers, jade grasses, and crystal blossoms.

One by one, heavenly palaces formed within the dream: on the platform of the Longevity Star, flowers bloomed for a thousand thousand years without wilting; beside the alchemy furnace, embroidered grasses remained evergreen for ten thousand ten thousand years.

Everywhere, stars glittered brilliantly, all gleaming with gold and jade.

In but a moment, a magnificent heavenly realm was completed.

Xiang Xuanqing took his seat in Lingxiao Palace, upon the imperial throne, observing the Three Realms, gazing down upon myriad ways.

The Taiwei deities lined up left and right, paying homage in turn.

“We pay homage to the Heavenly Emperor!”

“Rise, my beloved ministers!”

The deities bowed with solemn respect.

Xiang Xuanqing radiated unmatched authority.

But this scene did not last long—the deities burst into laughter.

“Too serious. Too unnatural,” Zu Long casually molded a cloud into a cushion and sat cross-legged.

“Exactly, exactly!”

Minghe fashioned a mighty throne, level with Xiang Xuanqing’s.

Fuxi laughed: “Just the five of us would be dull.”

“When Taiwei sweeps the Eight Directions and Six Realms, truly establishing a heavenly court to rule all heavens—that’s when the spectacle will be grand!”

“True enough!”

Wangshu studied Xiang Xuanqing upon the imperial throne and nodded gently: “The Heavenly Emperor does carry great dignity.”

“I’d very much like to see what Honghuang looks like under the Heavenly Emperor’s rule after the True Realm is unified.”

Taiyi smiled beside her: “Then our Heavenly Emperor had better work hard—if Honghuang isn’t unified by the end of his term, we’ll get the spoils.”

“Indeed,” Taishang tapped his fingers in calculation: the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor served for three hundred yuanhui per term, and Xiang Xuanqing’s term was already more than halfway over.

Zu Long teased: “Do you think it’s possible the Heavenly Emperor might die before his term ends?”

“Snap~~”

Xiang Xuanqing drew his imperial sword.

He slapped it sharply against Zu Long’s palm.

“Hahaha!!”

The others roared with laughter: “Chenxing, you’re far more likely to die before the Heavenly Emperor!”

“Alright, alright, no more jokes.”

Qianti said: “Shouldn’t we now connect the dream with reality?”

“Three thousand years are nearly up.”

“Indeed!” The deities stilled their mirth and turned serious.

Zhenyuanzi asked: “What would make a suitable ‘bridge’?”

“Isn’t the answer right before us?”

Upon the imperial throne, Xiang Xuanqing raised his hand, pointing toward the towering, world-supporting Buzhou Divine Mountain in the Honghuang real world.

“If Buzhou Mountain can link heaven, earth, and the myriad worlds, then why not construct a Buzhou Mountain in the dream, and use its power to connect the boundless dreams? Isn’t that logical?”

“Buzhou Mountain?” The deities turned to the celestial pillar, their faces slowly breaking into smiles.

“Logical. Perfectly logical!”

“Act!”

The Taiwei deities were men of action—once spoken, they moved.

Moments later, a thunderous rumble echoed through the Dream of Heaven.

An immortal divine mountain from reality was cast into the dream.

In an instant, wind and clouds stirred anew.

Boundless beings, the myriad tribes of Honghuang, the sacred deities of all heavens—all entered this dream through Buzhou Mountain’s guidance.

Dragons, phoenixes, qilin, immortals, demons, shamans, gods—all the tribes of Honghuang had beings arrive here.

And whoever arrived was utterly stunned.

For the first thing they saw was the Buzhou Divine Mountain!

Dominant, immortal, eternal, supreme!

Concepts beyond comprehension, beyond speech, struck the myriad tribes gathered for the alliance with overwhelming awe. “A Buzhou Mountain in a dream? Are they mad?”

Amazed by the Taiwei’s grandeur, they looked up toward the lofty heavens.

The Thirty-Three Heavens hung high above the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

“My fellow cultivators, please!”

A voice of supreme authority descended from the high heavens.

Instantly, countless golden lights blazed, auspicious qi fluttered in profusion.

Countless lights and shadows took human form and flew into the Heavenly Realm.

“Is this the Dream Heavenly Realm?” The dragon clan’s representative was none other than Bai Long.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her figure graceful and elegant, her curves perfectly sculpted; she wore a white robe whiter than snow, with gauzy veils swirling around her like mist and clouds, gently swaying with the breeze.

Behind her, numerous Dragon Gods hung swords and held spears, standing solemnly.

“The dragon clan’s?”

The Qilin clan’s divine lords also entered one after another; the Primordial Qilin did not come—led instead by Mo Yu Qilin and Bai Hu Shenjun.

They gazed from afar at Bai Long, each pair of eyes flickering with a hint of surprise.

“Greetings, fellow cultivators!”

Nearby, the elders of the Phoenix clan walked over smiling.

Leading them was not Zhu Que Shenjun nor the Wu Tong Divine Tree, but a man of peerless beauty.

His figure stood tall like a proud pine, his sword-like eyebrows slanting upward into his beard, his deep eyes like starlit pools, clear and untainted as they shifted; he wore a snow-white robe, spotless and pristine, every gesture exuding boundless elegance.

“You are...”

The divine beings of all factions were stunned and uncertain.

The man smiled and spoke: “I am Yuan Feng!”

“Yuan Feng?”

Whether the ancestral leaders of Hong Huang’s myriad clans or the divine spirits of the myriad realms, all were utterly astonished at this moment.

The Phoenix clan had only heard the name Yuan Feng before, but had never seen this mysterious powerhouse.

No one expected he would appear at this Wanzu Assembly.

After the three clans, the Immortal Court’s myriad immortals appeared one after another.

Dong Hua Di Jun and Yao Chi Jin Mu entered with thousands of immortals; instantly, immortal light surged and auspicious clouds drifted, a magnificent sight.

“The Immortal Dao friends truly have grandeur!”

At the Western Heavenly Gate, boundless demonic energy churned as the myriad Demon Kings entered, their presence overwhelming.

The five major forces appeared simultaneously, occupying the most central area of Ling Xiao Palace.

Yu Chen Dao Jun represented the Ten Directions Divine Palace at the meeting; dozens of divine beings followed behind him.

“Brother Daoist, shall we move forward a bit?” Yun Yang Zhen Ren asked.

“No need. It’s just a meeting—no need to be so serious.” Yu Chen Dao Jun led his group to sit in a corner.

“Let’s sit over there.” Jie Yin Dao Ren spotted Yu Chen Dao Jun and directly led the Chang Liu Mountain deities and the divine beings of the Ten Directions Divine Palace to sit with him.

The chieftains of Hong Huang’s clans—Zhu Jian, Kui Niu, Fei Yi, Wang Yue Xi, Tun Tian Teng, Xue Feng Lang, Jin Jiao Yi, Guang Ming Shi Zi, Bi Fang Shen Niao—and others sat cross-legged on the ground with their clans.

The lords of eternal divine mountains—Qiu Shan, Tian Yu Shan, Dong Ting Shan, Dan Xue Shan, Yang Jia Shan—stood silently in the void.

The lords of the myriad cosmic realms—Tai Huang Huang Zeng Universe, Tai Ming Yu Wan Universe, Qing Ming He Zhong Universe, Yuan Ming Wen Ju Universe, Qi Yao Mo Yi Universe—and others remained undisturbed.

Almost all forces in Hong Huang and the myriad realms opposing the Xiong Shou clan had arrived.

【My goodness, the influence of Tai Wei Yuan is terrifying.】

In a corner of Ling Xiao Palace, Di Jiang, Shen Ni, and She Bi Shi gazed at the sea of divine beings, their scalps prickling.

【Shen Ni, do you think we can really win?】 Gazing at the scene, they couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

【Yes! Of course we can!】

Shen Ni’s shock was no less than She Bi Shi’s, yet his resolve remained firm: 【Aren’t we already inside their inner meeting?】

【No matter how powerful their forces are, once we understand their strategic deployment, we can pick them off one by one.】

【This is our chance.】

【That’s true!】 She Bi Shi nodded.

Thinking of it, he almost laughed.

Who could have imagined Tai Wei Yuan’s group chat would pull them in?

Now they sat openly within the hall; no matter what plans the myriad clans had, they could hear every word clearly.

Once we relay this to the Wise Demon God, even if heaven collapses, we won’t fear.

【Hey, wait.】

She Bi Shi suddenly sensed something and transmitted a mental message: 【Shen Ni, haven’t you noticed we’re cut off from the outside world—we can’t send messages!】

【Huh?】 Shen Ni tried contacting his original body—indeed, it didn’t work!

【Don’t worry, it’s no problem.】 Shen Ni remained utterly calm.

He spoke composedly: 【Tai Wei Yuan probably anticipates traitors leaking information—once the meeting ends and we return, we’ll regain contact with the outside world.】

【We just need to wait until it’s over.】

【Then let’s wait.】 She Bi Shi’s mind remained haunted by an inexplicable sense of danger.

But hearing Shen Ni’s speculation, he could only suppress his doubts and wait for the assembly to conclude.

After all, it was too late to turn back—there was nothing left but to wait for the meeting to end.

“Fellow cultivators, this alliance is for only three things!”

In the center of the hall, Xiang Xuanqing declared loudly: “Kill the Xiong Shou! Kill the Xiong Shou! And kill the Xiong Shou again!”

“Now that the Beast Emperor has launched his assault, the Xiong Shou bring calamity; the beings of Hong Huang hang upside down in peril, and the myriad realms face imminent collapse.”

“Tai Wei Yuan, upholding our mission of selfless service, seeks peace and stability for Hong Huang—we here form an alliance with you to wage war against the Xiong Shou!”

As his words ended, countless Ancestral Qi rose from all directions, five-colored and radiant like dazzling ribbons, winding toward the Heavenly Court.

Each strand of Ancestral Qi represented the basic information of the allied divine beings and sentient life.

They surged through the Four Heavenly Gates, flowed across countless Qiong Palaces, and wove together within Ling Xiao Palace, forming a dazzling golden list.

Xiang Xuanqing pointed to the golden list and said: “After signing this alliance, we shall raise our weapons together and launch the final war to utterly exterminate the Xiong Shou clan!”

The divine beings gazed at the golden list within the hall and raised their hands in silent understanding.

Instantly, strands of Ancestral Qi were verified.

On this list, silver hooks and iron strokes inscribed countless names.

Whether primordial or later-born, every being who joined the alliance appeared upon this list.

“Excellent!”

After all signed the alliance, Xiang Xuanqing drew the Emperor’s Sword.

“Then let me lay out the battle plan.”

“Please speak!” The Hong Huang gods’ expressions turned solemn.

“Brother Daoist, please wait a moment.” At this moment, Dong Hua Di Jun stood up.

“What is it?” Xiang Xuanqing asked.

Dong Hua asked: “Before finalizing the battle plan, shouldn’t we first determine the enemy’s location?”

“Now, calamity qi floods Hong Huang, heavenly patterns are chaotic, and the demonic gods have vanished—if we fail to exterminate these Xiong Shou high-ups, they will inevitably rise again!”

“Brother Daoist speaks wisely!” Fu Xi stood up smiling.

“I shall remove the influence of calamity qi, clarify the heavenly patterns, and lock the enemy’s location.”

With that, Fu Xi drew his sword—and killed himself on the spot!

Puff~~

Divine blood stained the heavens; heavenly patterns instantly cleared.

【What the hell???】

At this sight, all present were stunned.

What scenes hadn’t the Luo Tian gods seen?

But this opening ritual of sacrificing a god? Never!

Dong Hua Di Jun, who had just asked the question, was also dumbfounded.

One moment of disagreement and he kills himself—what kind of ruthless people are these Tai Wei Yuan folks!

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