Zixiao Palace Usurpation

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Nuwa and Fuxi awoke from their seclusion. Their bodies were imbued with harmonious Daoist principles, their magical power surged, and their spirits, energy, and minds were all at their peak.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the solemnity and resolve in the other's eyes.

"The time has come."

Nuwa spoke, her voice clear and resonant, with a hint of imperceptible tension.

Fuxi nodded heavily.

"The Chaos is perilous, and the opportunities within Zixiao Palace are fraught with hidden dangers. Little sister, you must stay close by my side."

Their gazes simultaneously swept over Qing Xuan, who was lounging on a piece of innate warm jade not far away, exuding an air of laziness and Grand Unity Golden Immortal Daoist principles.

Sensing their attention, Qing Xuan lazily sat up and waved a hand.

"Master, Martial Uncle, have a safe journey! Remember to grab a good spot!"

[Must get a front-row seat! Especially Master's cushion; it's crucial for future maneuvering. Must hold onto it tightly!]

Although they had decided to help Nuwa break free from the Heavenly Dao's control, they still had to play their part for now, lest the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun become wary.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa and Fuxi felt a warmth in their hearts, but also heightened their vigilance to the extreme.

"Don't worry."

Nuwa gave Qing Xuan a deep look, as if trying to memorize his appearance. Then, with a wave of her sleeve, a brilliant spiritual light entered the core of their dojo. The protective Grand Formation of Fengqi Mountain instantly blazed with light, Daoist patterns interwoven, and its aura became incredibly solemn.

"Cultivate with peace of mind, and do not go outside."

She cautioned them again, and she and Fuxi nodded simultaneously.

The next moment, the vast magical power surrounding them erupted. Space distorted, and they transformed into two streaks of breathtaking light, one green and one white, tearing through the sky. They shot upwards, instantly vanishing into the thirty-third heaven, heading towards the boundless Chaotic Sea where Daoist principles could be sensed from afar!

Upon entering the Chaos, a terrifying pressure bore down from all directions.

The chaotic and violent wind, water, earth, and fire surged. The chaotic energy eroded all things. An ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal would likely not survive for even a moment here before their body and soul were annihilated.

Even beings at the perfect Grand Unity stage like Nuwa and Fuxi had to constantly circulate their magical power to protect themselves, and their speed inevitably slowed.

Looking around, the Chaos was not empty.

Other powerful auras could be faintly seen struggling forward in different directions. The Three Pure Ones, with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above their heads, were impervious to all attacks.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, embracing the Chaos Bell, its chimes rippling outwards in waves, stabilized the surrounding Chaos.

Zhenyuanzi unfurled the Earth Book, its primal earth energy aura incredibly dense.

There were also twelve giants, each tens of thousands of feet tall, traversing the Chaos with their physical bodies alone.

Everyone was moving in the same direction.

The Chaos knows no years. After an unknown amount of time, the chaotic energy ahead suddenly thinned. An ancient, majestic purple palace, imbued with innate Daoist principles, floated quietly in the Chaos, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Zixiao Palace!

The spirits of the great beings were lifted, and they all quickened their pace.

However, the closer they got to Zixiao Palace, the greater an invisible pressure became, as if filtering the qualifications of those who would listen to the Dao.

The fastest, and those who arrived at the palace gates first, were naturally the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and Fuxi, Di Jun and Tai Yi, and other beings with the deepest cultivation and most powerful magical treasures.

They landed on the square in front of Zixiao Palace.

They gathered in their respective groups, standing apart, wary of others while striving to recover their own states.

Before long, Di Jun and Tai Yi walked towards where Fuxi and Nuwa were.

Di Jun exuded an imperial aura, while Tai Yi, though lacking an imperial aura, possessed the solar laws that commanded respect.

Upon reaching them, Di Jun cupped his hands and bowed first.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, how have you been recently?"

Although he already knew from Qing Xuan's inner thoughts that the Demon Race was a huge pitfall destined for decline, Fuxi still smiled and returned the bow to Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"This humble Daoist has been well recently. Fellow Daoist Di Jun, it has been a long time, and your demeanor is even more impressive."

After a long period of pleasantries, the two got to the main topic.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, regarding what we discussed last time about establishing a clan, have you considered it?"

Di Jun asked with a slightly serious expression.

Fuxi's expression remained unchanged, maintaining his gentle and refined demeanor.

"This is a matter of great importance; please allow this humble Daoist some more time to consider."

Just as Di Jun was about to say more, the great doors of Zixiao Palace slowly opened from the inside.

An ancient, solemn aura, carrying faint Sage Daoist principles, slowly emanated outwards.

A male and a female attendant walked out from within the gates.

"The time has come. Please enter, fellow Daoists, and listen to the Dao."

As Haotian finished speaking.

The Three Pure Ones had already transformed into streams of light and entered the palace.

Fuxi and Nuwa, who had been closely observing Zixiao Palace, were not slow either, entering Zixiao Palace almost simultaneously with the Three Pure Ones.

The palace was vast and boundless, as if it were a great chiliocosm in itself.

Dao charm permeated the air, and the sound of the Great Dao could be faintly heard.

At the very front was a high platform with a cloud bed, clearly the seat of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Below it, arranged neatly, were six ancient-looking futons, exuding a unique Dao charm, clearly extraordinary at first glance.

Fuxi and Nuwa knew that these were the futons representing the Sage positions, as mentioned in Qing Xuan's inner thoughts.

Almost simultaneously, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian also noticed the extraordinary nature of the six futons.

Laozi, with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head, enveloped his two brothers.

Yuanshi and Tongtian, while channeling their magic power to Laozi, were also vigilant of the movements of others.

The three brothers, working together, instantly occupied the first three futons.

Laozi's expression was calm, Yuanshi showed a hint of pride, while Tongtian curiously surveyed the surroundings.

Nuwa also did not hesitate. Under Fuxi's protection, she moved like a startled swan, landing on the futon to the left of the center.

As soon as she sat down, she felt a clear Dao intent surge into her primordial spirit, subtly aligning with her own Dao of Creation.

Fuxi stood behind Nuwa, glaring at the others.

At this moment, the other great powers finally reacted, each using their own methods to rush towards the remaining two futons.

Among them, Di Jun and Tai Yi's performance was particularly striking.

Tai Yi, holding the Chaos Bell, struck it casually, and waves of bell sounds transformed into sonic waves that spread towards the surroundings.

The great powers affected by the sonic waves instantly froze, though only for a brief moment, it was enough to make everyone wary.

This also led to most people attacking the two brothers.

For a time, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with colorful torrents of magic power, extremely lively.

Just as everyone was besieging the Di Jun and Tai Yi brothers, Zhenyuanzi, holding the Earth Book, sent his good friend Ancestor Hongyun to the fifth futon.

The sixth futon was occupied by Ancestor Kunpeng, who possessed the dual laws of water and wind.

Thus, all six futons at the front of Zixiao Palace had their owners.

Those who failed to secure a futon instantly lost their target and found places to sit.

Nuwa and Fuxi watched the struggle of the great powers with cold eyes.

Because Qing Xuan's inner thoughts had revealed the truth in advance, Fuxi and Nuwa knew that these six futons were all part of the Heavenly Dao's scheme.

Therefore, except for Nuwa, who needed to temporarily paralyze the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun by still sitting on a futon, Fuxi did not compete for one.

However, they knew that the struggle for the futons was not over.

As expected.

A mournful wail came from outside the palace.

"Senior Brother, we come from the barren Western Lands. After enduring immense hardship and crossing endless chaos, we don't even have a front seat? Pitiable are the suffering beings of the West, and difficult is the path of the Dao!"

Jieyin and Zhunti rushed in, looking disheveled and distressed. Their robes were torn, and their faces were filled with sorrow.

Zhunti, in particular, was beating his chest and stamping his feet, crying and lamenting as if he had suffered immense injustice.

Their gazes immediately locked onto the six futons at the front.

Their eyes swept over the people seated on the six futons.

The Three Pure Ones' auras were connected, and with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above their heads, they were not to be trifled with.

Nuwa and Fuxi, brother and sister, though without Supreme Treasures, their auras were connected, and their cultivation as two peak Grand Unity Golden Immortals was fully displayed.

They were also not easy targets.

When they saw Ancestor Hongyun, Jieyin and Zhunti's eyes lit up.

Hongyun's reputation as the "good old man of the Great Desolation" was well-known.

The two exchanged a look and immediately began to wail uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother, we brothers are suffering. Our Western Lands are already barren, and the earth veins are broken. We brothers, in order to restore the West, did not fear hardship and crossed the chaos, all for the sake of listening to the Sage's Dao sound up close and finding a way to restore our Western Lands. However, our journey to the West is long, and we don't even have a seat. How can we listen to the Sage's Dao sound, how can we restore our Western Lands? It would be better to just die here."

Jieyin also looked distressed.

"Junior Brother, you must not do this. Perhaps this is the fate of our Western Lands."

The two cried with genuine emotion.

However, none of the great powers bought it.

They were all ancient beings; who didn't understand whom? Such pretense even provoked laughter.

Jieyin and Zhunti, while crying, shuffled towards Hongyun's direction.

Upon reaching him, Zhunti's face was filled with sorrow, his voice even carrying a sob.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, for the sake of the beings in the Western Lands, please yield this position to us brothers. The beings of the West will forever be grateful for your great kindness!"

Hongyun had intended to refuse. Although he was a kind-hearted person, he wasn't a fool.

Why would he give up a great opportunity he had obtained to others when they were neither kin nor friends?

Moreover, even if he were to yield the seat, his good friend Zhenyuanzi was right behind him. Hongyun had only managed to secure this cushion thanks to Zhenyuanzi's Earth Book.

Just as Hongyun was about to refuse, his eyes suddenly glazed over for a moment.

"Alright, since that is the case, I will yield this seat to you, fellow Daoist."

After speaking, he stood up without hesitation, leaving Zhenyuanzi speechless and unable to voice his desire to stop him.

Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged a glance, a chill running down their spines!

The siblings had been observing Hongyun closely and clearly saw that he had initially intended to refuse. However, his primordial spirit suddenly experienced an extremely subtle fluctuation, after which he unhesitatingly gave up the seat.

If they hadn't been intently watching Hongyun, they wouldn't have noticed that momentary fluctuation in his primordial spirit.

To possess such an ability, capable of deceiving everyone present, could only be the work of the supreme Sage's methods.