One Against Three, Battling Heavenly Dao Saints

In that instant, the once peaceful and serene Mount Tai Summit suddenly saw wind and clouds shift.

The sky blazed with myriad rosy clouds, dazzling and brilliant, as if the entire heavens had been dyed into a resplendent tapestry.

At the same time, countless gorgeous petals rained down like teardrops, overwhelming the eyes and leaving one breathless.

From beneath the earth, golden lotuses surged forth endlessly, radiating holy and mysterious light.

Amid this awe-inspiring scene, five towering figures slowly materialized.

They radiated boundless pressure and sacred aura—five Saints had descended upon this place!

The first to speak was Taiqing Laozi. His face solemn, he began, "The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of humanity should go to Fire Cloud Cave to suppress Human Race Destiny..."

But the words caught in his throat as he suddenly recalled that humanity's experts were now as numerous as clouds, their strength not to be underestimated.

After a moment's deliberation, he changed his tune: "The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of humanity shall enter the Human Ancestral Land to suppress Human Race Destiny, and shall not emerge until a calamity beyond measure occurs."

At these words, the Primordial Lord beside him gave a slight nod in agreement.

With an arrogant expression, he boomed in a voice like a great bell, "Indeed, humanity must obey the will of the Heavenly Dao." His words echoed across heaven and earth, inspiring awe in all who heard them.

Fuxi stepped forward with a grave face, his resolute gaze fixed ahead.

He declared loudly, "Why should humanity heed the commands of you Heavenly Dao Saints? Look at our race now—our fortune rises like a newborn sun, surging upward! With such thriving momentum, why do we Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors need to suppress it?"

Beside him, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was equally furious, adding indignantly, "Exactly! This talk of suppressing Human Race Destiny is utter nonsense!"

"It's obvious that you Heavenly Dao Saints fear humanity growing too strong, so you scheme to hold us down!"

His voice thundered, as if the very heavens and earth could hear his anger and defiance.

"Hmph! Enough talk! The Primordial Era is ruled by the Heavenly Dao—you need only obey! Do not attempt to resist, or face the consequences!"

The Primordial Lord's eyes blazed with fury, his voice like a bronze bell, carrying supreme pressure as it rolled toward the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors below.

With that, he wasted no more words. Light blazed around him, and a boundless surge of Saintly power erupted, forming a dazzling pillar of light that shot toward the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors with the force of thunder.

This strike was infinitely powerful, warping space itself as it passed, as if to crush all obstacles in its path.

But at that moment, a voice filled with endless killing intent suddenly rang out from the distant heavens.

Like a thunderclap from the nine skies, it echoed across heaven and earth, shattering the Primordial Lord's attack into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

"Primordial, how dare you! To strike at humanity without my leave—do you truly think I don't exist?"

As the words fell, a graceful figure appeared in the sky as if teleported. It was Empress Nuwa, clad in a flowing blue robe, her sleeves billowing like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

Her beautiful eyes held a killing edge, her brows furrowed in anger as she fixed her gaze on the Primordial Lord, radiating a terrifying aura.

Seeing Nuwa appear, the Primordial Lord's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said coldly, "Nuwa, you've finally come. Today's matter concerns the orthodoxy of the Heavenly Dao—even your intervention won't stop me."

Beside him, Taiqing Laozi's face darkened like water, muttering to himself, "Nuwa... her power has grown again. It seems achieving our goal won't be so easy..."

On Mount Tai Summit, the gathered humans saw Nuwa descend and knelt in worship, crying out in unison, "We pay homage to the Saint Mother! Thank you, Saint Mother, for saving our lives!"

If the Primordial Lord's strike had landed, the entire Mount Tai might have collapsed.

Nuwa waved her hand lightly, signaling the crowd to rise, then turned to the Primordial Lord, her gaze piercing like a torch. "Primordial Lord, stop spouting nonsense here! When we fought in the past, you were already defeated. Now you dare provoke me again—do you truly think I won't slay you?"

At the mention of past events, a flicker of embarrassment crossed the Primordial Lord's face, but he quickly hardened his stance. "Nuwa, times have changed. The will of the Heavenly Dao cannot be defied. If you insist on shielding humanity, you openly defy the Heavenly Dao—don't blame us for being harsh!"

"Enough talk! Humanity will never accept such unreasonable demands. Leave at once!"

Nuwa's brows knitted tightly, her eyes fierce, as she scolded the figure before her. Her ethereal beauty was now covered in frost, making it impossible to meet her gaze.

The Primordial Lord turned to Taiqing Laozi, who stood calmly nearby, and asked with concern, "Elder Brother, what do we do now?"

Taiqing Laozi stroked his white beard, his expression grave. "There's no other way—we must act together. This time, we will suppress the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors completely. Human Race Destiny must be in our hands."

"Good!" Jieyin and Zhunti replied in unison, their eyes flashing with resolve, while the Primordial Lord nodded heavily in agreement.

But at that moment, no response came from Tongtian. Taiqing Laozi turned to Sect Master Tongtian.

He spoke earnestly, "Third Brother, this is the will of the Heavenly Dao and the command of our Teacher. Do you dare to disobey? Don't hesitate—join us."

Sect Master Tongtian's face darkened. Though unwilling, he dared not defy his Teacher's orders and finally gritted his teeth. "Fine..." His voice was filled with reluctance and helplessness.

The five Saints attacked simultaneously, a scene of overwhelming power! Taiqing Laozi flicked his sleeve, and the Taiji Diagram in his hand rose slowly, blazing with light.

As he chanted, a mighty force of Yin and Yang surged from the diagram, forming a black-and-white dragon that roared toward Nuwa. The intertwined Yin and Yang held endless mystery and power.

At the same time, the Primordial Lord raised the Pangu Banner with a solemn face. The banner grew in the wind, exuding a terrifying aura.

Countless chaotic Sword Qi shot out from the banner, raining down on Nuwa like a storm. These swords were so sharp they tore the void itself, as if to shred everything into nothingness.

On the other side, the Western Sect's two leaders, Jieyin and Zhunti, were not to be outdone. Jieyin clasped his hands and chanted sutras, summoning a massive Jieyin Treasure Banner.

The banner was golden, studded with strange gems, radiating dazzling Buddha light. It descended on Nuwa like a mountain, carrying unparalleled pressure.

Zhunti, wielding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, gave a light flick. Seven streams of multicolored divine light burst forth. These lights were as beautiful as rainbows, but within them lurked deadly power.

They swept toward Nuwa with lightning speed, as if to drown her in a sea of radiance.

Finally, after a moment's hesitation, Sect Master Tongtian made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and summoned his Magic Treasure, the Qingping Sword.

The Qingping Sword transformed into a streak of cyan sword light, howling as it charged toward Empress Nuwa. Though this Sword Qi lacked the overwhelming momentum of the other Saints' attacks, the sword intent within it was razor-sharp, not to be underestimated.

Su Mu took a deep breath and spoke solemnly: "Vice Leader, please join Senior Grandmaster and the others in setting up the formation. You must block that Saint Zhunti. I will do everything in my power to hold off Saint Jieyin." His gaze was unyielding, radiating a resolute determination.

"Good. This Zhunti is merely a first-level Saint. If we join forces and strike together, we can surely stop him."

Zhenyuanzi replied with unwavering confidence, his body exuding a powerful aura, as if brimming with faith in the battle ahead.

Hearing Su Mu's words, Empress Nuwa couldn't hide her worry. She called out softly, "Su Mu..." Her eyes were full of concern and anxiety.

Su Mu turned to face her, his expression firm as he reassured her: "Teacher, there's no need to fret. Your disciple is fully confident he can hold off Saint Jieyin. Please rest assured."

Empress Nuwa nodded slightly, but unease still lingered in her heart. She cautioned, "Good. You must be extra careful. Don't let your guard down."

With that, she was the first to raise the seven Heavenly Mang Divine Blades, which gleamed with dazzling light, transforming into streaks of fierce blade radiance that shot toward the Three Pure Ones.

At the same time, Fuxi and the other two coordinated closely with Zhenyuanzi, swiftly beginning to set up the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array. They formed hand seals and chanted incantations, sending mysterious runes flying from their hands to merge into the surrounding space.

The human race moved in an orderly fashion, following a plan rehearsed many times before. Each had their role—some channeled Magic Power, others controlled Magic Treasures. The scene was tense yet organized.

The bold and decisive actions of the human race left the Great Powers of the Primordial Era utterly stunned.

"This human race actually dares to make a move? Unbelievable!"

"There are five Saints here! The humans only have Empress Nuwa as their Saint. Where do they get the courage to act like this?!"

By then, Empress Nuwa was already locked in fierce combat with the Three Pure Ones. The moment they clashed, the mere shockwave from their collision left the five observing Saints deeply shaken.

"This... Empress Nuwa has already reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin realm!!!!!!"

Far away at the Western Ghost Gate Pass, a earth-shattering confrontation was unfolding.

Houtu was struggling to fend off the attacks of Dao Ancestor Hongjun. But at that moment, even Dao Ancestor Hongjun was stunned! His eyes widened, and he muttered in disbelief: "No wonder I failed to merge with the Dao—it's that woman Nuwa scheming behind the scenes!"

Rage and resentment surged within Dao Ancestor Hongjun. If he weren't distracted by sealing Houtu, he would have flown straight to Nuwa's location without hesitation, slapped her hard, and crushed her to vent his fury!

But reality wouldn't allow it. With nowhere to channel his wrath, Dao Ancestor Hongjun took it all out on Houtu.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure and fury crashing down on her like a tidal wave, Houtu was crushed under an immense burden.

She gritted her teeth and fought with all her might, but against Dao Ancestor Hongjun's terrifying power, her resistance seemed pitifully feeble...