Honghuang Fuxi: Nuwa, I Want You to Help Me Cultivate

This meant Fuxi had yet another offensive and escape method.

He could even trap enemies within spatial rifts, causing them to become lost in the boundless tears in space.

This method was even more terrifying than banishing an enemy to the endless sea or desert.

After employing some spatial law techniques, Fuxi noticed that the barrier of the small world where Three Immortal Island was located was gradually collapsing.

In a few dozen more days, the entire small world should shatter completely, and Three Immortal Island would truly emerge.

Fuxi had originally planned to collect all the treasures and leave, but after landing on the island made of top-grade immortal stones, he suddenly felt that the environment here was very suitable for his cultivation. He could completely use this place to break through to Quasi-Saint.

Just now, during his fight with Daoist Yang Mei, Fuxi had sensed that within his Great Dao Flower, his Good Corpse had already been nurtured and was only waiting for him to sever it with a spiritual treasure.

Since the conditions here were so suitable for breaking through to Quasi-Saint, and there was still some time before the small world collapsed, he could completely use this opportunity to break through before the small world opened.

Without delay, Fuxi directly summoned the Seven-Colored Glazed Treasure Gourd, sat on the Twelve-grade White Lotus of Purity, and began preparing to sever his Good Corpse and break through to Quasi-Saint.

However, just as Fuxi was preparing to break through to Quasi-Saint, in the endless void outside the Hong Huang World, on a desolate red star, space suddenly shattered, and endless malevolent energy converged above the star into a massive black cloud.

On the red star grew an ancient willow tree, lush and verdant with green willow leaves.

Despite the shattered space above the star, the surging malevolent energy, and the raging storms, there was no flying sand or rolling stones around the ancient willow tree. Its branches hung down peacefully.

Beneath the willow tree, an elder with white hair, dressed in a purple robe, had streams of blood flowing from his eyes and the corners of his mouth.

The elder opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"Fuxi, you deserve to die!"

This elder was none other than Yang Mei the Great Immortal, the Space Demon God among the innate demon gods, whose true form was the Hollow Willow.

Although the Good Corpse of Yang Mei the Great Immortal was a middle-aged Daoist, his true form had always been this white-haired elder.

Now that his Good Corpse had been killed, the memories transmitted by the Good Corpse's Primordial Spirit filled Yang Mei the Great Immortal with boundless rage.

And the rage of a Quasi-Saint could change the heavens and the earth.

He hadn't been angry for a long time since his great battle with Demon Ancestor Luohu back then.

Although Hongjun's declaration of becoming a Sage had surprised him, he had only felt envy, not anger.

But he could never have imagined that his own Good Corpse would be killed by a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

He, Yang Mei the Great Immortal, was an ancient god and demon who existed since the creation of the world. To be killed by a mere bug that appeared after the world's creation, Yang Mei the Great Immortal found it hard to accept.

That's right, although Fuxi's cultivation had reached the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, in Yang Mei the Great Immortal's eyes, Fuxi was just an insect, one that his true form could crush at will.

After all, when Yang Mei the Great Immortal became a Quasi-Saint, Fuxi was probably just a wisp of ethereal energy, less than an insect.

Yet now, an insect had killed his Good Corpse and ruined his path to becoming a Sage. How could Yang Mei the Great Immortal not be furious?

His hatred for Fuxi could fill the East Sea.

"Fuxi, how dare you kill my Good Corpse! From this day forward, we are enemies to the death over the Great Dao! I will surely kill you!"

The so-called "enemy over the Great Dao" refers to hatred born from obstructing one's path to the Great Dao.

Here, obstructing the path to the Great Dao does not simply mean preventing cultivation, but directly blocking a cultivator's Great Dao, stripping them of any possibility or hope for advancement.

This kind of hatred is the deepest and most absolute enmity for a cultivator.

Daoist Yang Mei resolved to take revenge. His anger and hatred were not only reflected in the shattered space and malevolent energy but also transmitted through his spatial laws to the Heavenly Dao of the Hong Huang World.

If any powerful being were to observe the Heavenly Dao of the Hong Huang World, they would discover a trace of blood-red dark clouds appearing within it.

This blood-red dark cloud was extremely rare.

Only when a sufficiently powerful immortal generated extreme hatred could it affect the Heavenly Dao and create such an anomaly.

Hongjun, who was in Zixiao Palace and constantly observing the Heavenly Dao, naturally noticed this blood-red anomaly.

"Hmm? This aura... seems to be from Yang Mei."

Hongjun directly reached out, extracted a trace of the blood-red dark cloud from the Heavenly Dao, placed it before him, and began to deduce.

As the first Sage after the creation of the Hong Huang World, Hongjun's deductive abilities were incredibly powerful!

Even an ancient being like Daoist Yang Mei, a contemporary of Hongjun, could not escape Hongjun's deductions.

"Oh? No wonder Yang Mei is so furious. His Good Corpse was actually killed by someone?"

Hongjun raised an eyebrow, his expression somewhat surprised.

Chapter 64: Hongjun's Distress

In fact, Hongjun had previously deduced that Yang Mei the Great Immortal's Good Corpse was within the Hong Huang World, and he had guessed that the Good Corpse should be healing.

After all, during his battle with Demon Ancestor Luohu, he had personally witnessed Yang Mei the Great Immortal's Good Corpse being severely injured by Luohu.

What he hadn't expected, however, was that there existed someone within the Hong Huang World capable of killing Daoist Yang Mei's Good Corpse.

Although Daoist Yang Mei was severely injured, he was, after all, a being who controlled the Law of Space. An ordinary peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal would be utterly incapable of defeating him.

Thus, Hongjun continued to deduce, wanting to see who exactly had killed Daoist Yang Mei.

"Hmm? Fuxi?"

After careful deduction, Hongjun finally identified the Grand Unity Golden Immortal who had killed Daoist Yang Mei.

However, Hongjun never expected it would be Fuxi.

After all, Daoist Yang Mei had died on Three Immortal Island, so the one with a connection to Three Immortal Island should have been Eastern Prince Gong.

Why was Fuxi on Three Immortal Island?

Now that Fuxi had killed Daoist Yang Mei, the opportunities on Three Immortal Island had likely already been plundered by Fuxi. Wouldn't that mean Eastern Prince Gong was completely without fate with Three Immortal Island?

Without Three Immortal Island, how could Eastern Prince Gong challenge Eastern Emperor Taiyi?

Would the general trend of Honghuang change because of this?

In an instant, countless questions flooded Hongjun's mind.

He had to deduce each of these questions one by one to ensure that the general trend of Honghuang did not change in unexpected ways.

However, what Hongjun wanted to calculate the most right now was still Fuxi.

Every time Fuxi appeared, something unexpected would happen that surprised Hongjun.

When Fuxi first appeared, Zhunti, who should have been sitting on a meditation cushion, could only stand behind Jieyin and listen to the lecture, losing the opportunity to become his formal disciple.

Then there was the opportunity of the gourd vine. Originally, various parties should have gained something, but in the end, Fuxi monopolized all the opportunities.

When the second lecture ended, Fuxi merely used a provocation to stimulate Eastern Prince Gong, nearly causing him to die under Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Chaos Bell, almost causing a drastic change in the general trend of Honghuang.

Now, Fuxi had occupied the opportunities of Three Immortal Island before Eastern Prince Gong, acting like Eastern Prince Gong's nemesis.

Even more terrifying was that Fuxi had actually discovered Daoist Yang Mei's hiding place and killed him, cutting off Great Immortal Yang Mei's path to becoming a Sage.

Every time Fuxi appeared, he caused some variables. These variables, whether large or small, had had some impact on the general trend of Honghuang.

This was something Hongjun absolutely could not accept. He only hoped that the general trend of Honghuang would develop stably according to his deductions.

But when Hongjun calculated with his fingers, Fuxi remained an unfathomable mist.

Even with the power of a Sage, Hongjun could not dispel the mist. Fuxi's fate was always shrouded in that mist, making it impossible to investigate.

This greatly troubled Hongjun. Did he have to detain Fuxi in Zixiao Palace and seal him for tens of millions of years?

But who could guarantee that doing so would not trigger even greater changes?

For example, Nuwa was his disciple, and Fuxi was Nuwa's elder brother.

If Fuxi were detained, and Nuwa betrayed her master, the impact on the general trend of Honghuang might be even greater, earth-shattering.

Although Hongjun was already a Sage and could stand on the river of fate to observe, he was not the master of the river of fate and did not have the ability to control the development of the era.

Hongjun sat in Zixiao Palace, his gaze fixed on the endless chaotic void.

How should this variable, Fuxi, be dealt with?

Fuxi, naturally, did not know that he had already been targeted by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, nor did he know that Hongjun harbored some unfriendly thoughts towards him.

However, Fuxi could sense a deep hatred emanating from outside the Hong Huang World.

This hatred carried a familiar aura, similar to that of Daoist Yang Mei, whom he had killed.

It seemed this aura should have come from Great Immortal Yang Mei, who had sensed the death of his Good Corpse.

Fuxi was not surprised by Great Immortal Yang Mei's hatred.

Although Great Immortal Yang Mei's cultivation was definitely stronger than his, he believed he could definitely catch up to and even surpass Great Immortal Yang Mei, especially with the system's support.

He even looked forward to how much insight into Space Law the system would grant him when Great Immortal Yang Mei came for revenge.

Or, if his strength was sufficient, he could even take the initiative to hunt down Great Immortal Yang Mei.

Of course, these were just thoughts for now. The immediate priority was to sever his Good Corpse and break through to Quasi-Saint.

Within the small world of Three Immortal Island, Fuxi sat on the Twelve-grade White Lotus of Purity, preparing to sever his Good Corpse.

Outside the small world, a commotion arose among the crowd gathered around the giant vortex.

The cause of the commotion was the arrival of several giant golden dragons flying from the high heavens not far away.

These dragons were powerful, their auras mighty, and they drew considerable attention.

A group of Immortals could be heard discussing amongst themselves:

"The Dragon Clan? The Dragon Clan is actually here to investigate the opportunities on Three Immortal Island?"

"It's normal. After all, the opportunities within Three Immortal Island are very rich. Even if the Dragon Clan is an ancient great clan, they should still be attracted."

"The cultivation of these golden dragons is so strong. Just their aura is making me struggle to breathe."

"In my opinion, their cultivation should have already reached Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

"Look at their heads quickly. There seem to be several powerful figures standing there."

"Those who can stand on the heads of Grand Unity Golden Immortal dragons must be very powerful in both cultivation and status."

"With the physical strength of the Dragon Clan, perhaps they can withstand the terrifying destructive power of the vortex."

"I don't think so. No matter how strong the Dragon Clan's physical bodies are, can they be compared to that senior from the Witch Clan?"

The topic had originally been entirely focused on the Dragon Clan, but when someone mentioned it, many Immortals remembered Fuxi, who had entered the vortex.