Hongjun's Shock, A Brand New Game

Inside the Purple Heaven Palace, time seemed to have stopped.

The Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, five Heavenly Dao Saints, their minds were completely blank.

What did they see?

A person emerged from Junior Sister Nuwa's body?

A youth they had never seen before, yet who made their hearts pound?

And outside the window, a steel fleet, unheard of and unseen?

All of this completely overturned their billions of years of understanding.

Especially Primordial Heavenly Venerate, who had always prided himself on the Heavenly Origin Sect's adherence to Heaven and humanity, and that his disciples were the noblest and most orthodox.

But now, looking at the Human Race warriors outside the window, clad in "Mecha" and wielding "Light Spears," he suddenly felt that his so-called "orthodoxy" was like a joke.

Lord of the Heavens' eyes, on the other hand, shone brightly. From those fleets and mechas, he sensed a concept similar to his Intercepting Sect's philosophy of accepting all disciples and that all things can form a formation.

It was a violent aesthetic that combined "tools" and "formations" to the extreme!

As for the Two Saints of the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, amidst their shock, their minds were racing with calculations.

The Human Race... had actually become this strong?

Then, could their Western Sect...

Hongjun's gaze was fixed on Chen Ran.

He wasn't looking at Chen Ran's cultivation, because Chen Ran's current form was merely an illusion condensed by Civilization Power, with no realm to speak of.

He was looking at Chen Ran's "essence."

Not belonging to the Primordial Era, not within the Heavenly Dao, not tainted by karma.

This was a complete "variable"!

The greatest variable that could overturn everything he controlled!

"You, are you an Outer Realm Demonic God?"

Hongjun's voice, for the first time, carried a bone-chilling coldness.

In his opinion, only the Outer Realm Demonic Gods, who were said to erode all heavens and myriad worlds, would possess such characteristics.

"Demonic God?"

Chen Ran smiled.

"Dao Ancestor, your perspective is still too narrow."

"I am neither a Demonic God nor a Buddha. I am merely a witness, a guide."

"What I bring is not destruction, but... rebirth."

He spread his hands, and a wisp of brilliant Fire of Civilization ignited in his palm.

"This is the Fire of Civilization. It represents infinite possibilities, representing the entire process of a race's journey from ignorance to glory."

"And the Human Race has chosen the path I have shown."

"Dao Ancestor, you consider this heresy. But in my eyes, this is just one of countless paths. It may not conform to your 'Heavenly Dao,' but it conforms to the 'Human Way'."

His words were sonorous and powerful.

Hongjun fell silent.

His way of thinking, integrated with the Heavenly Dao, was based on the stability and balance of the entire Primordial Era world.

In the script he had set, the Immortal Way was supreme, the Mystic Sect was the leader, Saints governed the world on behalf of Heaven, myriad races rotated, and Calamities swept through.

This was a perfect closed loop.

But the appearance of Chen Ran and the Human Race had forcefully punched a hole in this closed loop.

They did not cultivate Primordial Spirits, nor did they comprehend the Great Dao, yet they obtained power comparable to Saints through another method.

This was digging at the foundation of the Heavenly Dao!

"Eloquent but insincere."

Hongjun spoke coldly, "No matter where you come from, if you disrupt the order of the Primordial Era, you shall be annihilated."

As his voice fell, he extended a finger and gently pointed towards Chen Ran.

This finger carried no earth-shattering might.

Yet it seemed to gather the power of the entire Heavenly Dao.

Karma, Spacetime, Destiny, Laws... everything, under this single finger, was locked down, defined as "annihilation."

Below the Saints, no one could block it.

Even a Saint would have to go all out to face this finger, and might even get injured.

However, Chen Ran stood in place, unmoving, with even a smile on his face.

Because he didn't need to move.

Nuwa moved.

She took a step forward, blocking Chen Ran's path.

She also extended a slender, jade-like finger.

On the fingertip, there were no Heavenly Dao laws, no Great Dao divine charm.

There was only pure to the extreme, "Strength" that had been reinforced countless times by the [Civilization Parasite System], incomparably mighty!

And, the supreme defense of the "Human Way Canopy," which gathered the development of the entire Human Race's civilization.

Boom!

Two fingers gently collided in the void.

There was no sound, no light.

But the entire Purple Heaven Palace, along with the surrounding chaotic space, distorted violently.

The Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West, as if struck by a heavy blow, let out muffled groans and felt their blood churning.

They looked at the scene in the center with horror.

Hongjun's figure flickered.

Nuwa retreated three steps, and a trace of golden Saint Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She was injured.

But, she had blocked it!

With her own power, she had directly confronted Hongjun, who had merged with the Dao, and only sustained a minor injury!

This outcome made everyone gasp.

Junior Sister Nuwa... has she become this strong?

A flicker of surprise flashed in Hongjun's eyes.

He withdrew his finger and did not continue to attack.

Because he knew that if he continued, he might heavily injure Nuwa, but he himself would inevitably have to pay a price.

Moreover, the Human Race fleet outside the window, which was watching menacingly, was not just for show.

Most importantly, he felt something unprecedented in the collision just now.

Nuwa's power was "pure."

So pure that it disregarded all reason.

The suppression of the Heavenly Dao laws on her was negligible.

This was the most terrifying part.

It meant that she had embarked on a path that could truly "leap beyond the three realms and be outside the five elements."

"Good, very good."

Hongjun looked deeply at Nuwa and Chen Ran.

"It seems that the future of the Primordial Era indeed has a few more variables."

His tone returned to indifference.

"The Investiture of the Gods matter will be temporarily shelved."

"The matter of the Human Race, I will also not inquire about for the time being."

"However, under the Heavenly Dao, all things have their destiny. You must take care of yourselves."

With that, Hongjun's figure slowly disappeared.

A confrontation that could have overturned the structure of the Primordial Era ended just like that.

But everyone knew that this was only the beginning.

A brand new game, revolving around "Heavenly Dao" and "Human Way," "old order" and "new civilization," had officially begun.

When Chen Ran and Nuwa walked out of the Purple Heaven Palace and returned to the flagship of the Human Race fleet.

The Three Sovereigns immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Greetings, Holy Mother Empress! Greetings... Mister!"

They did not know Chen Ran's identity, but they knew that this person who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Mother Empress and face the Dao Ancestor was definitely the Human Race's ultimate backing.

Chen Ran smiled and nodded.

"No need for formalities."

He turned to look at Nuwa and found her staring blankly at the bloodstain on her lips.

"Empress, are you alright?" Chen Ran asked with concern.

Nuwa snapped back to attention and shook her head. Saint Power flowed through her, and her injuries instantly healed.

She looked at Chen Ran, her eyes filled with a complex emotion.

"This is the first time I've been injured since I became a Saint."

"But..."

A captivating smile curved her lips.

"This feeling isn't bad."

Because she was no longer a Saint, aloof and alone.

She had a partner by her side, someone she could fight alongside.

Behind her stood a rising race that filled her with pride.

This feeling was more fulfilling than a simple increase in power.