The Thoughts of the Crowd, the Great Battle
Throughout the River of Time and Space, the contest between Donghua and Nuwa continued. First, they competed in supernatural powers, and then in the Great Dao. They wielded the Three Thousand Great Daos with ease and frequently unleashed various Great Daos.
Their battle stirred up the River of Time, churning up the past, present, and future.
Some Daluo Golden Immortal who cultivated in the River of Time were unaware of what had happened before they were expelled from the river. When they tried to re-enter, they were unable to.
Some Quasi-Saint Great Powers slightly better, at least managing to hold on and not being directly blasted away by the impact, but they still suffered greatly.
The aftershocks of their battle disrupted the River of Time, and one could easily be submerged within it, finding no anchor point for return.
In a certain place along the long river, the Three Pure Ones gathered together. They had entered the long river to watch the battle between Nuwa and Donghua from the very beginning.
If we're talking about who in the Primordial Wilderness most wanted to know the strength of Donghua and Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones would definitely be number one.
"Elder brother, such power is beyond human capabilities; I am no match for it. Even with the aid of the supreme treasure, I cannot sustain it for long!"
The Yuanshi, standing to the side, had lost his previous arrogance and appeared rather indifferent and forlorn. This was understandable, given the vast difference between Quasi-Saint and Hun Yuan.
Although Donghua and Nuwa did not Attain Hunyuan Dao, their strength was not much different, and they might even become stronger with the help of supreme treasures.
Taishang did not answer Yuanshi's question, his eyes fixed on the battle in the arena, his face expressionless.
However, judging from the strength with which he gripped the whisk, he was clearly not at peace. After all, Taishang was only at the Peak Quasi-Saint, and even if he severed all three corpses, it would not change the gap in strength.
Tongtian, standing to the side, remained silent, merely observing the battle unfolding in the long river, attempting to glean some insight from it.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the River of Time, Jieyin and Zhunti were also watching this battle.
"Senior brother, perhaps you are right. Our alliance with Donghua might really be a mistake. He is too strong now, and we have no means to counter him."
The Jieyin sat regally on a golden lotus, the lotus platform radiating boundless light that illuminated the long river and shielded it from the aftershocks of the battle.
"Junior brother, we must look at things from two sides. Since things have come to this, perhaps the stronger our allies are, the more beneficial it will be for us. At least the Western Region has a good chance of prospering, which is something Donghua agreed to."
After listening, Zhunti pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:
"What you say makes sense, senior brother. I was being too attached to appearances. Originally there was nothing, so where could dust settle? Since our Western Region is already the worst, what is there to worry about?"
"Senior brother, I have a suggestion. After this battle, we in the Western Region should declare that we are under the leadership of the Purple Mansion. The Western Land will also be under the jurisdiction of the Donghua. What do you think, senior brother?"
Jieyin thought for a moment, as if he understood something, and a glint appeared in his eyes.
"Junior Brother's move Gao Ming. We in the Western Region are also part of the Primordial Wilderness. We should rationally follow the leadership of the Purple Mansion, after all, the Heavenly Emperor is the Heavenly Emperor of the Primordial Wilderness."
"Since we promised to help Donghua ascend the Emperor's Seat, it is only right that we do so!"
The two exchanged a knowing smile, understanding each other without a word, and then began to watch the battle.
On the Witch Clan's side, all ten Ancestor Witch were in the long river, watching the entire battle between Nuwa and Donghua. Every one of them had a bitter expression on their face, even Dijiang was no exception.
Both Nuwa and Donghua can be considered their enemies: one is a demon Empress and the Heavenly Court Wa Huang, and the other is the master of the Purple Mansion.
The strength displayed by the two filled them with a sense of despair.
"Elder brother, do you think we can still win?" Zhu Jiuyin didn't say it outright, but secretly asked Dijiang via telepathy, because he was afraid that if he asked, the morale of the Witch Clan would collapse.
"Second brother, we have no choice. The pride of the Witch Clan does not allow us to submit to anyone—not Donghua, not Hun Yuan, not even the Saint."
Dijiang's eyes remained calm and composed, as if he were not speaking of himself, nor of the Witch Clan.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin shook his head and said dejectedly, "The pride of the Witch Clan? Perhaps they no longer have any pride!"
"In the battle of Buxian Mountain, Donghua didn't even have to lift a finger; he defeated us completely with just his subordinates."
"Anyway, I was defeated by the West Queen Mother, and I accept it wholeheartedly. The gap between us will only widen. I suppose she's nearing her peak. The Heavenly Tribulation Path is truly powerful!"
After Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking, he unconsciously touched his chest, where he had once been pierced by the nine beams of light from the West Queen Mother. Although the injury had healed, the pain was still unforgettable for Zhu Jiuyin.
Dijiang looked at Zhu Jiuyin in shock and said incredulously, "Second brother, how could you think like that? We still have the Dutian Great Formation. As long as this formation is in place, who can defeat the Witch Clan? Who can destroy the Witch Clan!"
"Besides, we still have the Netherworld Earth Realm, so why are you so discouraged?"
Zhu Jiuyin sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Perhaps, but I'm really a bit tired. I'm full of confidence in the battle against the demon race, but I truly have no confidence in the current Purple Mansion and Donghua."
"Just consider this a case of me being terrified of the West Queen Mother!"
Seeing Zhu Jiuyin's attitude, Dijiang could say nothing more. Although they were brothers in name, like the Three Pure Ones, each of them was independent and had their own thoughts and will. How could he impose his will on others?
In a certain place along the long river, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Bai Ze stood beneath the Chaos Bell, watching the battle.
"Your Majesty, may we invite Wa Huang back to the Heavenly Court? As long as Wa Huang is here, we can once again conquer the world."
The battle between the two stirred up different thoughts in Bai Ze; he both feared and craved this power.
Taiyi didn't say anything, only smiled gently, as if everything was contained in that smile.
In truth, both of them knew that this was impossible. Nuwa chose to leave when the Heavenly Court was at its peak, and now that it was declining, how could she possibly return?
Moreover, if Nuwa were to return, there would be another matter to consider: who would be in charge of the Heavenly Court — Taiyi or Nuwa?
When Nuwa and Fuxi were in the Heavenly Court, Di Jun and Taiyi had the power to suppress them. But if they were to return now, what would Taiyi use to fight against Nuwa?
Therefore, this is simply impossible.
"How's the campaign to suppress the rebel races going?" Taiyi asked, ignoring the battle in the Heavenly Court.
Bai Ze thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, it's almost time. Many of the rebel tribes didn't expect us to come to their doorstep. Our army has already surrounded them and annihilated them all."
"Through this battle, we have produced several more Quasi-Saint, but the Heavenly Court's fortune has run out, and it has now entered a period of emptiness, with the accumulation of countless eons completely exhausted."
Taiyi, praising, "Not bad, very good, well done. Resources are nothing, we can earn more if we lose them."
"Don't be afraid of Donghua, leave him to me, I can handle him."
Taiyi's gaze was inexplicable as he looked at Nuwa and Donghua fighting in the long river. He showed no fear, but rather a powerful fighting spirit, with a madness in his eyes.
Although Bai Ze didn't see this scene, he felt a terrifying aura permeating the air. His eyes involuntarily turned to Taiyi, but he saw nothing.
In the long river, the battle between Donghua and Nuwa entered its final decisive battle.
Behind Donghua, the Six Paths Divine Wheel manifested. With a single punch, endless power of reincarnation evolved, giving birth to all things and Life and Death Illusion.
Nuwa did the same; her slash also Reincarnation Great Dao. However, unlike Donghua, Nuwa's Reincarnation Great Dao only included life and death.
A sword and a fist clashed in the River of Time and Space, and this time, the Great Dao Power instantly determined the victor.
Donghua's Reincarnation Wheel instantly shattered and suppressed Nuwa's reincarnation power, and then continued to suppress and kill.
Nuwa frowned. She really hadn't expected that Donghua's Reincarnation Great Dao was so terrifying, or rather, that Donghua was so proficient in the Reincarnation Great Dao.
A beam of light of creation was unleashed, shattering Donghua's Wheel of Reincarnation.
The two stopped in the River of Time and Space, neither of them in a hurry to make a move, because at this moment, it was the final battle of the Great Dao.
It's also a clash between the Imperial Way and the Creation Great Dao!!
Nuwa has the Heaven and Earth Cauldron on her head, stands on the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and a spiritual lamp behind her illuminates the heavens. She holds Red Embroidery Saber in her right hand and the Nuwa Stone in her left.
A human-bodied, snake-tailed Dharma image appeared behind him, and an ancient and majestic power began to gather, causing half of the River of Time and Space to tremble and be filled with the light of creation.
Donghua also went all out, and the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth appeared. The Three Thousand Great Daos transformed into Three Thousand Divine Wheels, standing on the Dharma Image, as if the Great Daos existed forever, suppressing everything. Those who saw it all felt an urge to bow down and worship.
He stood on Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus, his Dragon Head Golden Staff transformed into a Golden Dragon that coiled around him, and the Kongtong Seal transformed into a jade crown that rested on his head.
The Heavenly Emperor Sword appeared in his hand for the first time, and it was also the first time it was revealed in the Primordial Wilderness. The Emperor Dao Power permeated it, and the power of the supreme treasure made the River of Time and Space tremble, as if it were about to collapse.
The power of the Purple Mansion within his body circulated wildly, and the power of the One Hundred and Eight Heavens pierced through the Heavenly Emperor Sword.
"Sword One!"
A sword beam slashed out, piercing through billions of miles of river of River of Time and Space into two: the past was no longer visible, the present no longer existed, and the future was nothingness.
It can be said that a single sword strike cleaved the primordial chaos!
At this moment, Nuwa launched her attack. With a single slash, the power of creation spread out, then swept across the long river, where the Great Dao evolved, endlessly regenerating.
"Boom!"
With a deafening collision, the River of Time surged with towering waves, and people finally saw the bottom of the River of Time, where primordial chaos reigned!
Donghua did not stop, and unleashed two more sword strikes, one a demonic sword and the other a divine sword.
Two sword beams shot straight towards Nuwa!
Nuwa remained calm and composed. The Heaven and Earth Cauldron emitted the two energies of Qiankun, and the Precious Lotus Lamp illuminated the heavens. She also unleashed two blades.
"Boom!"
"Buzz!"
At this moment, the River of Time was completely thrown into chaos, as if the heavens and earth had collapsed.
Donghua and Nuwa simultaneously unleashed the Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus and the Heaven and Earth Cauldron, hurling them into the long river to suppress the power of time and space.
Then, charging forward, they launched their final attack!
The Immortal, God, and Demon Paths in Donghua merged and were imbued into the Heavenly Emperor Sword. The Heavenly Emperor Dharma Form returned to his body, and the Heavenly Emperor's True Body operated wildly.
A terrifying sword aura was brewing within the Heavenly Emperor Sword!
Nuwa on the other side did the same, channeling all her power into the Red Embroidery Saber.
The two charged towards each other, two beams of light piercing through the river, finally unleashing their final strike when they were only three feet apart!
The Heavenly Emperor Sword and the Red Embroidery Saber clashed!
The clash of the Great Dao Power, like the sound of gears turning, unleashed an ancient and majestic power throughout the long river.
The long river, which had been suppressed by the Pure World White Lotus and the Heaven and Earth Cauldron, trembled once again, instantly stirring up boundless waves.
"Break!"
Donghua roared, and all his power converged and was transmitted through the Heavenly Emperor Sword.
With a single sword strike, the Red Embroidery Saber was sent flying, and Nuwa's Divine Sense was shattered into pieces, dissipating into the River of Time!
P. S.: I was quite busy on Monday, so I'm a little late. Sorry.
You can check the author's words; they contain an explanation.
The facts are clear: Nuwa is about to attain enlightenment. Whether it's the development of this book or the progress of the Primordial Wilderness novels, Nuwa has indeed reached the point where she must attain Attain Sainthood. Don't you agree?
That's why Donghua went to stop the negotiations. You say it's dragging on, but how long has Donghua been at his current level? Does he really think he can fight against Dutian and Zhoutian with his Peak Quasi-Saint strength? It's unrealistic for me to write it like that, right?
Because when the final battle truly arrives, it will be a fight to the death. What if the Twelve Ancestor Witches were to self-destruct, perishing together with the enemy? And let's not forget the Demon Clan. What if Taiyi, wielding the Chaos Bell, were to self-destruct?
I wrote this after careful consideration; I didn't write it randomly or ramble on.
That's all for today. I'm really tired.