At this moment, Xuan Qing was frantically using the divine ability Submerging Abyss Shrinking Earth to flee through the earth veins, completely unaware that he had caught Nuwa's interest.
The warning in his heart had yet to fade.
"This is bad!"
"How did I draw Fuxi here?"
His Other Self Incarnations were linked to his true self in thought. The moment his first incarnation had been destroyed, he had known who was tracking him.
To be honest, he was somewhat afraid of meeting Fuxi. Fuxi was a quasi-Sage who had severed three corpses, and barring any surprises, he would become the future Human Emperor.
Xuan Qing had been able to conceal the Heavenly Secrets and karmic ties during the tribulation only because he had intercepted Fuxi's Merit and evolved the Innate Eight Trigrams ahead of time.
The karma of "Suiren Shi" could still be borne by an Other Self Incarnation, but Fuxi's karma...
Xuan Qing desperately drove his divine ability, thinking, No. I absolutely cannot let him catch me!
Demon God Xiao Mang's death was indeed related to him, but not all that closely. The reason Xiao Mang had fallen was merely because he had been afflicted by King Pan's Bloodline Poison.
As long as he revealed his status as a direct disciple of a Sage, the Demon Clan would not risk offending a Sage known for protecting his own over one dead Demon God.
No!
Three of them!
The Three Pure Ones had yet to split apart and were still advancing and retreating together. Offending Sect Master Tongtian meant offending Primordial Lord of Heaven and Taiqing Laozi as well!
But Fuxi was different. He also had a Sage backing him, and that Heavenly Dao Saint happened to be Nuwa, who shared immense karma with Xuan Qing!
Nuwa had molded earth to create humanity and attained Sainthood through creation. Xuan Qing was one of those three thousand Innate Human Race members.
"Sigh!"
Countless thoughts ran through Xuan Qing's mind. Why did it have to be Fuxi? Nuwa is the Holy Mother, and Fuxi is Nuwa's elder brother. Do I have to call him Uncle?
He could not afford to provoke Fuxi.
He was not Yang Jian, able to call someone uncle with every breath and chop down a cousin with every swing of his axe.
Nor was he Chen Xiang, with an uncle who loved going easy on people—and went so easy that he practically flooded the sea.
In an instant, Xuan Qing thought through countless possibilities. As he created several more Other Self Incarnations to confuse Fuxi, he changed direction and fled toward Buzhou Mountain.
"If I can't provoke him, I can at least avoid him!"
The Witch and Demon Clans were currently at odds. Fuxi, as a veteran of the Heavenly Court, drew even more attention than usual. Xuan Qing refused to believe Fuxi would dare pursue him into Witch Race territory.
"Quite slippery, aren't you?"
Fuxi quickly eliminated the dozen or so Other Self Incarnations Xuan Qing had created as decoys. Yet in mere moments, he discovered that more than a dozen new traces of aura had appeared out of nowhere.
He immediately understood that not only had his opponent discovered him, but had also repeated the same trick, attempting to disrupt his deductions with that strange incarnation technique.
"You underestimate me too much!"
Each time, Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnations dispersed on their own before Fuxi could catch up. Even so, Fuxi still seized upon a faint thread of karma hidden in the unseen.
Light from the sun and moon flowed in Fuxi's eyes, revealing every minute strand of causality. Using the aura of Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnations as a guide, he swiftly locked onto the direction in which Xuan Qing's true self had fled!
A warning rose in Xuan Qing's heart once more. Left with no choice, he decided to split off an incarnation to delay Fuxi for a moment.
He did not need to reach Buzhou Mountain. As long as he entered Witch Race territory, he would be safe!
Before long, Fuxi saw Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnation. "What? You're not running anymore?"
"Sigh!"
Xuan Qing helplessly shook his head. "Great God Fuxi, why must you keep pursuing me? Demon God Xiao Mang clearly fell at the hands of King Pan's Remnant Soul!"
"Of course I know that!" Fuxi remained utterly unmoved. "But if you had not used King Pan's treasure as bait, how could Xiao Mang have fallen for King Pan's Remnant Soul's scheme?"
Xuan Qing attempted to parley with Fuxi. "Great God, spare me this once! How about I divine a hexagram for you?"
"You?"
Fuxi looked as though he had heard a joke. "I admit that you have some skill, but your true self should not even have reached the Great Golden Immortal realm, correct?"
"How dare you speak recklessly of fate?"
As he spoke, he activated his mana, turning it into a giant hand that blotted out the sky and reached for Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnation.
"Heaven is never constant, and water has no fixed course!" Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnation wore a helpless expression. "The Demon Clan will not endure for long! Great God Fuxi, you should plan your retreat early!"
Before his words had even faded, Xuan Qing's Other Self Incarnation turned into hazy spiritual light and vanished before Fuxi.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Fuxi immediately transformed into a streak of rainbow light and chased after Xuan Qing's true self. A peculiar gleam flashed in his eyes.
He had heard similar words from Nuwa before. Yet as an Innate Divine Being, he had his own convictions. He would not alter his mind because of a few words from others.
He believed that as long as he waited for the right moment, he could seize that fleeting chance of survival—the One Who Escapes.
What shocked him most, however, was Xuan Qing's speed. Though he was clearly not a Daluo, his speed through the earth veins was not inferior to that of an ordinary Daluo.
"That direction is rather troublesome."
Fuxi saw through Xuan Qing's plan at a glance. The area around Buzhou Mountain was all Witch Race territory. If he approached it, conflict between the two clans would inevitably be stirred up.
Even so, he pursued without hesitation!
He also wanted to see whether Xuan Qing, a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal, could escape his grasp.
Fuxi pursued while Xuan Qing fled. The distance between them steadily narrowed, but Xuan Qing had entered Witch Race territory, and Fuxi's aura had alerted the Witch Race's Great Witches.
"Boom!"
Three long rainbows tore through the sky, and overwhelming auras immediately swept toward Fuxi.
Leading them was the Great Witch Jiu Feng, younger sister of Qiang Liang, the Ancestor of Thunder. It was said that she was the only one in the Witch Race besides Houtu to possess even a faint primordial spirit.
"Fuxi, this is Witch Race territory. Are you trying to start a war with my Witch Race?"
Jiu Feng demanded sharply.
Meanwhile, the two Great Witches Hou Yi and Xing Tian stood ready for battle. One drew his bow and nocked an arrow, while the other gathered boundless baleful aura upon the giant axe in his hand.
During this period, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had all entered seclusion in Pangu Hall to perfect the Twelve Dutiian God-Demon Great Formation. The Witch Race's affairs, great and small, had therefore been entrusted to several Great Witches like them.
Fuxi immediately felt a headache coming on. At this point in time, rashly starting a war would bring no benefit whatsoever to either the Witch Race or the Demon Clan.
Yet he did not want to give up just like that!
Was he supposed to return and tell Di Jun that he, a being who had severed three corpses, had pursued a Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivator and still let him escape?
He could not afford that humiliation!
Thus, he could only take the initiative and say, "Fellow Daoist Jiu Feng, you misunderstand! I did not come here for the Witch Race, but for someone who harmed Demon God Xiao Mang! He entered Witch Race territory precisely to shift trouble onto another and provoke conflict between the Witch and Demon Clans. Great Witches, do not fall for his scheme!"
Fuxi was not afraid of Jiu Feng. With his strength, let alone Jiu Feng alone, even if Xing Tian and Hou Yi joined her, they would certainly be no match for him.
He said this—
Only because he did not wish to start a war lightly!
But Jiu Feng refused to believe him. "Someone capable of killing a Great Luo Demon God would at the very least be a Daluo. If such a person had entered Witch Race territory, how could we possibly have remained unaware? Fuxi, I advise you to leave! Do not think that because you have a Heavenly Dao Saint sister backing you, my Witch Race would not dare do anything to you!"
"You!"
Fuxi did not know how to explain himself.
The Witch Race were practically all hotheaded brutes. They would not engage in polite falsehoods with him.
Besides, he believed that even if Jiu Feng and the others learned of Xuan Qing's existence, they would certainly find a way to shelter him in order to strike at the Demon Clan.
Just as Fuxi was hesitating over whether to attack Jiu Feng and the others and seize Xuan Qing, Nuwa's voice suddenly rang in his ear.
"Brother, you should return first!"
There was a hint of delight in Nuwa's voice. "I will give you an explanation for this matter!"
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