Fuxi's Life and Death, the False Body Exposed

Upon hearing this, Nuwa clenched her fists, only to be engulfed by a profound sense of helplessness.

With Laozi and Tongtian's lessons before her,

she no longer even had the courage to attack Hongjun.

Much less protect her brother.

"Hahaha..."

Yet Fuxi suddenly laughed for no apparent reason. The madness in his laughter made it especially piercing within the silent hall.

"You're afraid!"

When he looked at Hongjun again, there was mockery in his eyes.

"The Primordial World's foremost Saint, how imposing."

"A dignified Saint willing to ruin his own reputation and use such despicable means to force us—Saint, what exactly are you afraid of?"

"Hahaha..."

Fuxi's laughter was like blade after blade stabbing deeply into Hongjun's heart.

"You want to use my life to threaten my little sister?"

"You want to use my life to destroy my little sister's chance at attaining the Dao?"

"Don't even think about it."

The smile on Fuxi's face abruptly vanished, replaced by chilling resolve.

"Hongjun, listen carefully."

"I, Fuxi, may die today, but all living beings of the Primordial World will surely witness a Saint bleeding tears."

"Boom!"

The instant Fuxi finished speaking, the mana and power of laws within his body suddenly went berserk.

He actually intended to kill himself.

Before Nuwa could react, Hongjun above them let out a cold sneer.

"Heh!"

That icy laugh instantly suppressed the rampaging mana and power of laws within Fuxi's body.

Before a Saint, even a Great Luo could not commit suicide.

"You still want to kill yourself in front of me? You think far too little of me."

With a cold laugh, Hongjun reached out and grabbed.

Fuxi's body immediately flew toward Hongjun against his will.

"Brother!"

Nuwa turned pale with shock and tried to stop him, but a single glare from Hongjun sent her crashing to the ground.

"Damn it!"

Nuwa was furious, yet felt utterly powerless. She and Hongjun were simply not on the same level.

Hongjun seized Fuxi and refined him in an instant.

Everything in his memories concerning Dan Yangzi was immediately laid bare before Hongjun.

"Dan Yangzi?"

"Did you think I wouldn't recognize you just because you put on another layer of skin?"

Hongjun sneered repeatedly.

"Boom!"

Fuxi, held in Hongjun's hand, suddenly burst into flames.

There were no screams and no struggle.

In but an instant, Fuxi's flesh was burned away completely.

Only his primordial spirit remained, held in Hongjun's grasp.

Hongjun withdrew some of his pressure so that the three of them could clearly see Fuxi's miserable state.

"Brother!"

At the sight of Fuxi's condition, Nuwa could not help crying out.

Her eyes were wide with fury, her face twisted in rage.

Every cell in her body trembled uncontrollably.

Laozi and Tongtian were equally heavy-hearted.

There was no need to think about it. Nuwa and Fuxi had surely also received guidance from that senior, and Hongjun had captured them in search of that senior.

Fuxi's fate today might well become theirs in the future.

The two of them could not help feeling the dread of shared ruin.

"Purple Cloud Palace will soon open. Wait obediently outside the palace to hear the Dao, or Fuxi's fate will be yours. I hope you do not doom yourselves."

After saying that, Hongjun looked at Nuwa.

"Fuxi will have a day of rebirth, provided you stop making trouble for yourself."

Hongjun waved his sleeve.

Nuwa and the other two instantly appeared outside the gates of Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun's lingering voice rang in their ears.

"When the gates of Purple Cloud Palace open, contend with all your strength for a seat. Otherwise, do not blame me for being merciless."

People had already arrived outside Purple Cloud Palace.

The three who had appeared out of nowhere gave them quite a fright.

"Eldest Brother? Third Brother?"

Yuanshi looked at the two in confusion. Had they not said they were not coming?

Why had they suddenly appeared here out of thin air?

Dijun, Taiyi, and the others exchanged glances, their expressions grave. They had not sensed how the three had arrived at all.

These three were no simple figures.

Bai Ze sent a voice transmission to Dijun. "These three are quite formidable. If we can draw them into our camp, we will have greater confidence in opposing the Witch Clan."

Dijun glanced at the three and said, "Let's wait a little longer."

Taiyi asked, "Wait for what?"

Dijun explained, "The three of them are in poor condition. They clearly suffered a loss somewhere. We can invite them after they are in a better mood."

Upon hearing this, Taiyi instinctively looked toward the three.

Their faces were all as dark as water, just as his elder brother had said.

"Eldest Brother, Third Brother, what happened to you?"

Yuanshi stepped closer, his face full of confusion as he tried to understand the situation.

Unfortunately, the two of them clearly had no mood to deal with him at the moment.

When they ignored him, Yuanshi, who had always cared deeply about his dignity, immediately felt slighted.

"Eld—"

"Second Brother!"

Before Yuanshi could finish, Tongtian cut him off with a sharp shout.

"Can't you see the injuries on Eldest Brother and me?"

"Insolence, Tongtian, you..."

Yuanshi instinctively flared up, but then sensed the two men's condition.

His expression immediately darkened.

"Who did this?"

Anyone who dared lay hands on Yuanshi's elder brother and younger brother truly did not know the meaning of death.

Tongtian did not answer, nor did Laozi say a word.

Although Yuanshi was somewhat angered, he said nothing further.

Instead, he turned his gaze toward Nuwa.

She had appeared with Eldest Brother and Tongtian. Even if she had not done it, she certainly knew what had happened.

Yuanshi asked, "Who did this?"

"Get lost!"

The fury in Nuwa's heart had yet to subside. How could she have the energy to deal with Yuanshi?

"You..."

"Enough."

Laozi stepped in to stop them, but offered no explanation.

Yuanshi felt somewhat vexed, but did not press further.

No matter who the other party was, he would make them pay the price.

He would let them know that the Three Pure Ones could not be humiliated.

Within Purple Cloud Palace, clouds and mist swirled.

Hongjun sat cross-legged atop a meditation cushion. All coldness had vanished from around him, replaced by the confidence of one who held everything in his grasp.

He raised his eyes and lightly pinched his fingers. Ripples immediately spread through the void as an enormous Creation Jade Disc Fragment, lustrous throughout and flowing with divine light of laws, emerged.

The jade disc was covered in Dao inscriptions, profound and unfathomable. Every pattern bore the mysteries of creation since the opening of heaven and earth. It was the supreme treasure of heaven and earth.

"Let's see how you hide this time."

Hongjun's thin lips parted. His voice was calm and without ripples, yet it was like the voice of the Heavenly Dao, echoing through the hall and making the surrounding space and time seem to freeze.

Although Fuxi had not sensed the other party's origin, he had formed karma with him.

No matter how heaven-defying a variable was or how secretly it acted, could it truly sever all karmic ties of heaven and earth and escape the predetermined cycle of reincarnation?

All things in the world were unable to escape the cycle of karma and were bound by the rules of the Heavenly Dao. Even if Dan Yangzi was an anomaly of the Primordial World, he could never be an exception.

With a supreme treasure like the Creation Jade Disc to help him, Hongjun could disturb the mist of heavenly secrets and break through the variable's hidden barrier, then use the karmic thread connected to Fuxi as his guide.

No matter how deeply Dan Yangzi hid, this time he would have nowhere to flee.

"A mere variable dares ruin my plans and sever my chance at attaining the Dao. You truly do not know the immensity of heaven and earth. You are courting death."