Fuxi Makes His Grand Entrance
Donghua was unsure about the Heavenly Sovereign's actions, but considering that the Heavenly Sovereign was paving the way for Fuxi's rise to power, he could understand the reasoning behind it.
If someone can solve these problems after the oppression, that person will surely gain the support of the tribe.
The Heavenly Sovereign's idea was good, but he applied it to the wrong place. If this weren't the Primordial Wilderness, this method would definitely work, and even be excellent.
But this is the Primordial World, a world Greatness Returns to Oneself. Behind those people are interest groups, and if one fails, what is lost is not wealth, but the path to enlightenment.
For those who practice spiritual cultivation, what is most important?
The Great Way is of utmost importance!
Therefore, the more fiercely the Heavenly Sovereign suppressed the rebellion, the fiercer the resistance would be. Of course, the premise for this situation is that the Heavenly Sovereign could not suppress everything, and that is indeed the case; the Heavenly Sovereign could not.
If the Heavenly Sovereign had the cultivation of Quasi-Saint and his prestige surpassed that of the human race, even if he were to suppress them, there would be no resistance, and the remaining tribes would surrender without a second thought.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Sovereign is currently only at the peak of the Grand Unity, the same level as several high-ranking human beings, so he doesn't have much of a deterrent effect.
In the Primordial World, strength always comes first, regardless of time or event.
Although Donghua disapproved of these things and wanted to make some changes so that the world would have at least some order and rules, and that the first thing he would think of when facing any situation would no longer be his fists.
While he achieved considerable success in other areas during his implementation, he made very little progress in this particular area.
Greatness Returns to Oneself; strength is paramount!
After Long Yin's questioning, the fighting spirit of the Huaxu Tribe was reignited, and a battle was about to break out.
Suiren Clan glanced at the crowd. He knew that today's battle was inevitable. He had to either annihilate them completely or leave and make further plans later.
If it were up to him, he would leave now and wait for a future opportunity. However, given the current situation facing the human race and the policies established by the people at Shouyang Mountain, he cannot retreat now. He would rather suppress and kill them than let them go.
Because their original policy was that humans could be chaotic, but they must never be controlled by outsiders.
If the human race falls into chaos or splits, the first Human Emperor will rise to power and naturally bring it back under control. However, if the human race is controlled by others, over time, the people will only become more scattered and disunited.
When morale is low, it's naturally difficult to lead a team!
The Heavenly Sovereign was willing to bear the infamy of forcibly suppressing and massacring his people, since he was going to die anyway. He figured he might as well bear all the blame and leave a clean human race for future generations.
This is the policy they established at Shouyang Mountain. Suiren Clan recognized the magnanimity and spirit of the Heavenly Sovereign, so he was willing to do this and become a sharp blade to eradicate the scourge of humanity.
Thinking of this, Suiren Clan raised the Suiren Drill in his hand, and the human army's formation also moved. In an instant, various magical lights Dao Law Power manifested on the land of the Huaxu Tribe.
Meanwhile, Long Yin his long sword, ready for a final, desperate fight; he had no intention of surrendering and waiting to die.
"Kill!"
A series of deep voices emanated from the Suiren Clan, and the human army instantly sprang into action.
Just then, a figure descended from the sky. The newcomer rode a white celestial horse, dressed in white, with a simple wooden hairpin holding up his full head of black hair.
"Everyone, stop for now!" The newcomer shouted as the celestial horse landed.
But both armies had already begun their advance, and they paid no heed to the shouts of others. Moreover, the army had its own orders, and they would not stop simply because someone told them to.
Donghua glanced at the person in the arena and said softly, "Is Fuxi really this simple-minded after his reincarnation?"
The person descending below was none other than Fuxi. After so many years of cultivation, Fuxi's cultivation had broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm, which was indeed very fast.
Reaching the Golden Immortal Realm in just a few thousand years is no longer considered extraordinary in the current Primordial Wilderness; rather, it is a darling of the Heavenly Dao.
As the two armies were about to clash, Fuxi weakly shouted in front of the two armies, but his mere Golden Immortal cultivation was too insignificant in this battle, and neither side took Fuxi seriously.
Donghua witnessed this scene from the heavens and discovered Xuandu hidden in the space. Xuandu was also prepared to intervene and save Fuxi at any time, which shows that he cares about Fuxi quite a bit.
Thinking of this, Donghua gently raised his hand and pointed a finger at Fuxi.
The greatest sound is silent, the greatest truth leaves no trace!
This move was so ingenious that no one knew someone had secretly made a move.
As Donghua pointed his finger at Fuxi's roar instantly pierced the heavens and earth, sounding like the roar of the Great Dao, with Dao Sound emanating from Fuxi's body.
Both armies felt as if streams of air passed through their bodies, but then discovered that they had not suffered any harm. However, they had successfully stopped the fighting between the two sides.
"Boy, who are you, daring to interfere in our fight?"
Long Yin pointed his longsword at Fuxi. Although the other party was clearly Golden Immortal, he still felt a sense of terror from Fuxi. Coupled with the sound Fuxi had just made, Long Yin was somewhat wary.
Fuxi glanced at Long Yin, his gaze indifferent, as if looking at a dead man, then said nothing, turning to the Suiren Clan and saying:
"Senior, I am Fuxi of the Huaxu Tribe, son of Huaxu. I have come here today hoping that you can temporarily cease hostilities. The Huaxu Tribe has not yet reached the point of a life-or-death struggle."
Upon hearing Fuxi's words, Suiren Clan, whose body was radiating the power of fire, instantly understood the identity of the person before him. However, what surprised him was that Fuxi had already reached the Golden Immortal level. He was truly formidable, worthy of being the reincarnation of a primordial Great God. This greatly increased his confidence in the future of the human race.
Thinking of this, Suiren Clan laughed and said softly, "So you are the son of an old friend. Suiren Clan is very polite. How is your mother's health?"
Fuxi clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Thank you for your concern, senior. My mother is in good health!"
The two disregarded the battle formation and started chatting casually right in front of the two armies, which nearly infuriated Long Yin and his group on the other side.
"Fuxi, as a member of the Huaxu Tribe, are you going to betray your people?" Long Yin looked at Fuxi with deep eyes. He truly regretted not killing Huaxu back then, and now leaving Fuxi as a threat.
As Grand Unity Immortal who had also become a disciple of a Quasi-Saint, how could Long Yin not know the names of the Great God, the Heavenly Sovereign Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and the Azure Emperor Fuxi of the Demon Clan?
The person before him could be called Fuxi, and dared to call Fuxi, so how could he be simple? He must be inextricably linked to the Fuxi of the Heavenly Court, which made it difficult for him to calm down.
After exchanging words with the Suiren Clan, Fuxi turned to Long Yin and said mockingly, "Long Yin, for your own ambition, you bound your people and forced them into an unjust war, slaughtering humankind, leading to the destruction and death of the Huaxu Tribe. You have committed such unrighteous, immoral, and heartless acts. What right do you have to be the leader of the Huaxu Tribe?"
Fuxi's words were forceful and scathing, leaving Long Yin utterly humiliated. The key was that Long Yin couldn't find any grounds for rebuttal, because he had done all the things Fuxi described.
The only people in the Huaxu Tribe who support him now are those who have already benefited from the situation around him. The rest of the people oppose him, but they are weak and their efforts have little effect.
Long Yin's expression instantly changed. If Fuxi continued speaking, even those who supported him would waver, and he alone would not be able to make any waves.
Moreover, if the Huaxu Tribe doesn't support him, his own sect probably won't either, and he'll lose everything he's gained, including his cultivation level.
Long Yin glanced lightly at the gray-robed elder beside him, and when their eyes met, they nodded slightly to each other.
The gray-robed Daoist leaped out, a spiritual pearl appearing in his hand. After chanting an incantation, the spiritual pearl was refined and sent hurtling towards the Suiren Clan.
In an instant, a cold light flashed, and a beam of light emanated from the spirit pearl, directly attacking Suiren Clan's primordial spirit.
Faced with the sudden attack, Suiren Clan had no time to react. To be precise, the light of the spirit pearl was too fast. It instantly froze Suiren Clan's primordial spirit in his Niwan Palace. The spirit pearl flew past quickly and smashed towards the Suiren Clan.
Just as the gray-clad man made his move, Long Yin also sprang into action. The Great Dao Power surged, and the Great Dao Power the Gold Element Dao gathered on the longsword in his hand, unleashing a beam of light.
Then, endless blades of light streaked across the sky, slashing towards Fuxi at the front of the formation like a beam of light.
Long Yin's attack was a full-force strike. At this moment, he no longer cared who Fuxi was. Even if it really was the innate Great God Fuxi, he would die after this strike.
He came from an ordinary background and liked to take risks in everything he did. If he hadn't gone out to learn from a master after the war, he wouldn't have achieved what he has today.
Later, he fought for power and became the chieftain of the Huaxu Tribe. He then waged wars in all directions, launching wars at all costs to seize rare and precious materials and fortune to increase his own cultivation.
He takes risks in everything he does, and this time is no exception; he has chosen to gamble as well.
But this time, Long Yin was destined to be disappointed!
Fuxi was completely unconcerned about Long Yin's attack, showing no fear whatsoever that a Golden Immortal should have, as if what was coming at him was not a blade of light, but an ordinary ray of sunlight.
The blade's light flashed across the sky, instantly arriving before Fuxi. Just as it was about to strike, Fuxi's celestial horse suddenly stirred.
With both feet stepping into the air, the Great Dao Power gathered on his hooves. Then, with both hooves stepping into the air, the Swallowing Great Dao emerged from nowhere, and two black holes quickly formed where his hooves were.
The black hole rose into the Sky Vault and transformed into two storms, instantly dissolving Long Yin's blade light.
Meanwhile, the black hole formed by the Swallowing Great Dao still existed, but the Pegasus instantly dissipated the Great Dao Power, as if it did not want to attack Long Yin.
Seeing this scene from above the Sky Vault, Donghua murmured, "It's actually the Tian Lu Beast. I didn't expect Nuwa to arrange for this divine beast to sit under Fuxi. It truly provides Fuxi with all-around, flawless protection."
If you're unfamiliar with the Tian Lu Beast, then its other name is certainly well-known: Pixiu.
Pixiu, also known as Tian Lu, Bixie, and Baijie, is a mythical beast from Primordial Wilderness. It has a dragon's head, a horse's body, and unicorn's feet, and resembles a lion. Its fur is grayish-white, and it can fly. Although Pixiu is fierce and powerful, it is born with auspicious energy and is the nemesis of plagues and demonic energy.
Pixiu is born with two great Daos: the Swallowing Great Dao and the Xuanhuang Dao. Both of these Daos are very powerful these days, so its future is very bright.
However, it was precisely because the Great Dao was too powerful that Tian Lu was stuck at the Grand Unity realm. In fact, the Pixiu beast under Fuxi was born around the same time as Donghua Fuxi and others.
After defeating Long Yin, Tian Lu quieted down, neither attacking nor saying anything, simply sitting down beside Fuxi, clearly indicating that he would not interfere in their battle and was solely dedicated to protecting Fuxi.
Seeing this, Long Yin and the others on the opposite side felt a chill in their hearts, especially Long Yin himself. If he had been doubting Fuxi's identity before, he was now certain. After all, if it wasn't that person, how could a beast at the peak of the Grand Unity realm be willing to be its mount?
On the other side, the gray-robed Daoist continued his attack on the Suiren Clan. Just as the spirit orb was about to strike Suiren Clan, three beams of light flashed past, instantly knocking the spirit orb to the ground.
After the light faded, Huaxu, Chong Ming, and Feng Qing, Grand Unity powerful figures from the Huaxu Tribe, appeared before everyone.
"Brother Suiren, are you alright?" Huaxu hurriedly stepped forward to help Suiren Clan expel the spiritual light that had entered his primordial spirit.
After so many years of cultivation, Huaxu's cultivation level has recovered to the Grand Unity realm, mainly due to Fuxi and Xuandu.
One is Great Powers being born with innate good fortune, and the other is the disciple of the number one alchemist in the Primordial Wilderness world. With these two around, healing Huaxu's Dao injury should be quite easy.
Seeing that things were going badly, the gray-robed Daoist immediately stopped attacking and was about to break through space and time to escape when a Yin Yang Taiji Diagram descended from the sky and instantly suppressed the gray-robed Daoist within it.
Xuandu also revealed his true form, dressed in a purple Daoist robe, standing gracefully, making it clear at a glance that he was a true cultivator who had attained enlightenment.
"Brother Xuandu, is it really you?" Upon seeing the newcomer, Suiren Clan exclaimed joyfully.
But then, as if remembering something, he respectfully said, "Greetings Grand Master Xuandu!"
Xuandu is now the leader of the Human Teachings, the only disciple of the Taishang Saint, and the senior disciple of the second generation of the Mystic Sect. This made Suiren Clan feel that his words just now were a bit impolite.
Upon hearing the address from the Suiren Clan, Xuandu immediately descended from the sky and landed in front of the Suiren Clan, saying unhappily, "Brother Suiren, what are you saying? Here, I will always be Xuandu of the human race, your brother."
The group was very happy to see each other, as they were among the first beings created by Nuwa and had always had a good relationship.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone's gaze fell on Long Yin, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Fuxi patted the Tian Lu he was sitting on, and then rose into the air, saying loudly, "Brothers and sisters, you were all once human, the pride of the Huaxu Tribe. Do you really want to fight to the death with Long Yin?"
"Long Yin betrayed the human race and colluded with others to try to overthrow our human race and the Huaxu Tribe. The suppressed gray-robed Daoist is from that sect, and Long Yin is their puppet, all for the purpose of splitting our human race."
"Wake up, brothers! Look behind you, look around you! Are you really going to turn on your own family?"
Just as Fuxi finished speaking, those who had come with Huaxu and the others began calling out to those around Long Yin.
Because the people there are either their elder brothers, younger brothers, or their fathers and mothers.
Seeing this, Long Yin knew that his chances of survival were slim. He had lost his last support, and all that was left for him was death.
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