In that instant, the once peaceful and serene Mount Tai Summit suddenly grew turbulent.
The sky blazed with countless rays of light, dazzling and brilliant, as though the entire firmament had been painted in vivid colors.
At the same time, countless dazzling petals drifted down like rain, so numerous they were almost impossible to follow.
Beneath the earth, golden lotuses burst forth one after another, radiating a holy and mysterious glow.
Amid this breathtaking scene, five towering figures slowly appeared.
An endless pressure and sacred aura emanated from them. Five Saints had descended!
Taiqing Laozi was the first to speak. His expression was grave, and he was about to say, "The Three Human Sovereigns and Five Emperors must go to Fire Cloud Cave to suppress the Human Race's destiny..."
But just as the words reached his lips, he suddenly remembered that the Human Race now had experts in abundance and could not be underestimated.
After a moment's hesitation, he changed his words. "The Three Human Sovereigns and Five Emperors should enter the Human Ancestral Land to suppress the Human Race's destiny. They must not emerge until the immeasurable Great Tribulation."
At this, Primordial Lord, standing beside him, gave a slight nod of approval.
With an arrogant look, he loudly chimed in, "Indeed. The Human Race must obey the Heavenly Dao's will." His voice rang out like a great bell, echoing across heaven and earth and filling everyone with awe.
Fuxi stepped forward, his expression grave, his resolute gaze fixed straight ahead.
He declared loudly, "Why should the Human Race obey the commands of you Heavenly Dao Saints? Look at the Human Race now: our fortunes are like the rising sun, flourishing and ascending! With our prosperity, why would we need the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to suppress our destiny?"
Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was just as furious. He echoed indignantly, "Exactly! The idea of suppressing the Human Race's destiny is utter nonsense!"
"It's obvious that you Heavenly Dao Saints are afraid the Human Race will grow too powerful, so you've schemed to suppress us!"
As Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan spoke, his voice thundered, as though all heaven and earth could hear his fury and indignation.
"Hmph! There's no point in saying more! The Primordial Era is governed by the Heavenly Dao. You need only obey! Don't even think of resisting, or you'll bear the consequences!"
Primordial Lord glared, his voice booming. His words carried an immense pressure as they rolled toward the Three Sovereigns and Martial Emperor below.
With that, Primordial Lord said no more. Light blazed around him, and a boundless surge of Saintly power erupted in an instant, forming a radiant pillar that hurtled toward the Three Sovereigns and Martial Emperor with the force of thunder.
The strike was immensely powerful. Space twisted wherever it passed, as though everything in its path would be crushed to dust.
But just then, a voice filled with boundless murderous intent rang out from the distant horizon.
The voice burst forth like thunder from the heavens, reverberating across the world. It directly shattered Primordial Lord's attack, scattering it into specks of spiritual light that vanished in the air.
"Yuanshi, how dare you! You actually presume to attack the Human Race without permission. Do you really think I don't exist?"
As the voice fell, a graceful figure appeared in the sky as if by teleportation. It was Empress Nuwa. Dressed in a flowing green robe, she looked like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
Her beautiful eyes blazed with fury, her brows drawn together as she glared at Primordial Lord. A formidable aura that made the heart tremble radiated from her.
At Nuwa's appearance, Primordial Lord's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly composed himself and said coldly, "Nuwa, you've finally arrived. This matter concerns the rightful authority of the Heavenly Dao. Even you can't stop me today."
Taiqing Laozi, standing nearby, looked as gloomy as water. He murmured, "Nuwa... Her strength has improved again. It seems accomplishing our goal this time won't be easy..."
Seeing Nuwa descend, the many members of the Human Race at Mount Tai Summit fell to their knees and cried out in unison, "Greetings, Saint Mother! Thank you for saving our lives!"
If Primordial Lord's attack had landed, all of Mount Tai would likely have collapsed.
Nuwa gently waved her hand, signaling everyone to rise. Then she turned to Primordial Lord, her gaze sharp as a blade, and said coldly, "Primordial Lord, don't come here spouting nonsense! When you fought me back then, you were defeated. And now you still have the nerve to provoke me again? Do you really think I won't kill you?"
At Nuwa's reminder of the past, Primordial Lord's face showed a flicker of embarrassment. But he quickly retorted, "Nuwa, times have changed. The will of the Heavenly Dao cannot be defied. If you insist on protecting the Human Race, you'll be openly rebelling against the Heavenly Dao. Don't blame us when we show you no mercy!"
"Enough. The Human Race will never agree to such an unreasonable demand. Leave at once!"
Nuwa furrowed her brows, her beautiful eyes full of authority as she scolded the man before her. Her exquisite face was now frosty, its sharpness so imposing that none dared look directly at her.
Primordial Lord turned to Taiqing Laozi, who stood nearby with an air of calm, and asked anxiously, "Elder Brother, given the situation, what should we do?"
Taiqing Laozi stroked his white beard, his expression grave. "There's no other way. We must all attack together and completely suppress the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors this time. We must seize control of the Human Race's destiny."
"Agreed!" Jieyin and Zhunti answered together, determination gleaming in their eyes. Primordial Lord also nodded firmly in agreement.
Yet 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 an order from our master. Would you really dare defy him? Don't hesitate any longer. Join us in attacking."
Sect Master Tongtian's expression darkened. Though he was deeply unwilling, he ultimately did not dare defy his master's command. He gritted his teeth and said, "All right..." His voice was full of helplessness and resentment.
The five Saints attacked at once, and the spectacle was breathtaking! Taiqing Laozi lightly waved his sleeve, and the Taiji Diagram in his hand slowly rose into the sky, shining brilliantly.
As he chanted an incantation, a mighty force of yin and yang surged from the Taiji Diagram, transforming into a black-and-white dragon that swept toward Nuwa with claws bared. The yin and yang intertwined and merged, containing endless mysteries and power.
At the same time, Primordial Lord raised the Pangu Banner with a grave expression. In an instant, the banner swelled in the wind, emanating an unsettling aura.
Countless chaotic sword auras burst from the banner, rushing toward Nuwa like a torrential storm.
The sword auras were razor-sharp. The void split apart wherever they passed, as if everything would be cut into nothingness.
On the other side, the two leaders of the Western Sect, Jieyin and Zhunti, were no less formidable. Jieyin pressed his palms together and chanted sutras. A gigantic Jieyin Treasure Banner appeared out of thin air.
The banner was golden all over, studded with strange gemstones and shining with dazzling Buddhist light. Carrying an overwhelming pressure, it descended straight toward Nuwa like a mountain.
Zhunti, meanwhile, held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. With a light sweep, seven beams of differently colored divine light burst forth. Their colors were dazzling, as beautiful as a rainbow, yet they contained terrifying destructive power.
The seven-colored beams swept toward Nuwa with blinding speed, as if they would engulf her completely in a sea of brilliant light.
Finally, after hesitating for a moment, 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 azure light and hurtled toward Nuwa with a howl. Its sword aura might not have been as grand as the other Saints' attacks, but the sword intent it contained was so keen that none could afford to underestimate it.
Su Mu took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Vice Leader, please join Eldest Master and the others in setting up the formation. You must hold Saint Zhunti back. I'll do everything I can to stop Saint Jieyin." His gaze was unwavering, filled with resolve.
"Very well. Zhunti is only at the First Heaven of Sainthood. If we join forces and attack together, we can certainly hold him back."
Zhenyuanzi answered confidently, a powerful aura emanating from him as though he had complete faith in the battle.
Hearing Su Mu's words, Nuwa looked worried and called softly, "Su Mu..." Her gaze was full of concern.
Su Mu turned to Nuwa and reassured her with firm resolve, "Teacher, there's no need to worry. I'm completely confident I can hold Saint Jieyin back. Please rest assured."
Nuwa nodded slightly, but she still felt uneasy. She urged him, "All right. Be very careful, and don't let your guard down."
With that, she was the first to summon seven Heavenly Mang Divine Blades, each shining brilliantly. They transformed into fierce streaks of blade light and shot toward the Three Pure Ones.
At the same time, Fuxi and the other two worked in close coordination with Zhenyuanzi, quickly beginning to set up the Primordial Chaos Derivation Array. They formed hand seals and chanted incantations as mysterious runes flew from their hands and merged into the surrounding space.
Following a plan they had practiced repeatedly beforehand, the members of the Human Race sprang into action in an orderly fashion. Each had a role to play: some channeled Magic Power, while others controlled Magic Treasures. The entire scene was tense yet orderly.
The Human Race's bold and decisive move left the Great Powers present in the Primordial Era utterly stunned.
"Did the Human Race really dare to attack? Unbelievable!"
"There are five Saints here! The Human Race has only Empress Nuwa as its Saint. Where did they get the courage to act like this?!"
By then, Nuwa was already locked in a fierce battle with the Three Pure Ones. Just one clash between them sent shockwaves rippling outward, leaving the five watching Saints utterly astonished.
"W-what... Nuwa has actually reached the realm of a Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal?!"
At the distant Ghost Gate Pass in the west, a world-shaking battle was unfolding.
Houtu was struggling to fend off Dao Ancestor Hongjun's attacks. Yet even Dao Ancestor Hongjun was stunned. His eyes widened, and he murmured in disbelief, "No wonder my attempt to merge with the Heavenly Dao failed. So that woman Nuwa was meddling behind the scenes!"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was filled with fury and resentment. If he didn't have to divide his attention to seal Houtu, he would have flown straight to where Nuwa was and slapped her to death to vent his rage!
But circumstances wouldn't allow it. With nowhere else to vent his pent-up fury, Dao Ancestor Hongjun could only unleash it all on Houtu.
Feeling the pressure and rage surging toward her like an avalanche, Houtu found the weight almost unbearable.
She gritted her teeth and fought with all her might, but against Dao Ancestor Hongjun's terrifying power, her resistance seemed so small and powerless...
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