At this moment, he realized that this place had an owner.
Kong Xuan instantly withdrew his mana. The world-destroying torrent of Seven-Colored Divine Light seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, collapsing with a boom and scattering into countless motes of light.
He turned his gaze toward the source of the voice.
The Xiantian Formation covered in cracks had not completely collapsed because of his withdrawal. Instead, a gentle yet powerful black-and-white mystical radiance lit up at its core.
As the light flowed, the formation rippled open like water. It had not been forcibly broken; it had opened a gateway on its own.
Then, two figures drifted gracefully out from that gateway.
Their upper bodies were human, while their lower bodies were snake tails covered in fine scales.
Human heads and snake bodies?
Nuwa and Fuxi?!
Kong Xuan's pupils contracted again, and understanding instantly dawned on him.
This was a huge misunderstanding!
This was not a place where ownerless spiritual treasures were being nurtured. It was an occupied Daoist sanctuary!
His attack just now had been no different from directly assaulting someone else's home!
Though startled and doubtful, Kong Xuan reacted swiftly.
The enormous Peacock True Body slightly inclined its head in the air and spoke in human language. "I am Kong Xuan. Greetings, fellow Daoists."
"I acted rashly just now and have greatly offended you both. I hope you can be forgiving."
"I have traveled Mount Buzhou for many years, yet found nothing."
"Today, while passing by, I sensed pure Yin-Yang Dao intent contained within this Xiantian Formation. I mistakenly believed it to be an ownerless spiritual treasure nurtured by Heaven and Earth."
"Overcome by eagerness upon seeing such a treasure, I hastily attacked to test it. I never expected this to be the place where you two fellow Daoists cultivated in seclusion."
"This was my fault. I had absolutely no intention of offending you."
After speaking, he restrained the divine light around him. With a flicker, he assumed human form.
A handsome young Daoist stood in the void, dressed in a Seven-Colored Feather Robe and wearing a Feather Imperial Crown. His brows carried an innate air of supremacy. This was Kong Xuan's Daoist form.
He cupped his hands in salute, studying the pair of human-headed, snake-bodied cultivators before him. Their auras were unfathomable, their Dao intent naturally formed. "May I ask how you two fellow Daoists are addressed?"
The two answered.
"I am Nuwa."
"I am Fuxi."
It really was Nuwa and Fuxi?!
Kong Xuan's heart shook violently, as if he had been struck by a bolt of Chaos Divine Thunder!
Even with the Dao heart of a Daluo Golden Immortal, towering waves now surged within him!
These two names had been branded deep within the memories of his previous life!
One of the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao, the Holy Mother of the Human Clan, the Wa Sovereign of the Demon Clan!
Heavenly Sovereign Fuxi, the Xi Sovereign of the Demon Clan, who deduced the Eight Trigrams and enlightened the Human Clan!
These two would become among the most formidable beings in the Primordial World!
He had just... nearly blasted apart these two's Daoist sanctuary with the Seven-Colored Divine Light?!
Yet as shocked as he was, doubt arose in Kong Xuan's heart.
"Wasn't Nuwa and Fuxi's Daoist sanctuary said to be on Phoenix Perch Mountain?"
"How could it... be deep within Mount Buzhou?!"
He pondered it, but found no answer.
Left with no choice, Kong Xuan came back to himself and cupped his hands. "I am Kong Xuan. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Nuwa and Fellow Daoist Fuxi."
"Please do not take what happened just now to heart."
Fuxi nodded slightly. "You are too polite, Fellow Daoist. I can see that your divine abilities are extraordinary. Your Seven-Colored Divine Light contains the mysteries of the Five Elements and yin-yang, fierce and overbearing. That strike just now..."
"If the formation protecting my sister's and my Daoist sanctuary had not been innately formed and exceptionally sturdy, and if we had not intervened to stop you, it might already have been broken by you."
"However, Fellow Daoist, you should investigate more carefully in the future."
Kong Xuan's heart tightened.
He knew full well that what he had done was nearly equivalent to challenging the dignity of a great power.
He then said, "What you say is entirely correct, Fellow Daoist. I have cultivated for only a short time and took form not long ago. I have been traveling Mount Buzhou."
"Unable to find any opportunities, I grew anxious. When I detected a Xiantian Formation, I assumed it concealed an ownerless spiritual treasure favored by the creation of Heaven and Earth. Thus, in my carelessness, I rashly used my divine abilities to test it."
"This was my fault. I had absolutely no intention of offending the sacred place where you two fellow Daoists cultivate in seclusion."
"If anything has been damaged, I am willing to do everything in my power to compensate for it."
Hearing this, the trace of anger in Nuwa's eyes faded somewhat, replaced by intense curiosity.
She and her elder brother Fuxi had retreated into this Innate Yin-Yang Daoist Sanctuary deep within Mount Buzhou for countless years to avoid the calamity of the Dragon-Han Cataclysm, that brutal war which had swept across the Primordial World and blotted out the sun and moon.
They had nearly severed all contact with the outside world.
The terrifying shadow of the War of the Three Clans had made the siblings afraid to take even a single step beyond their Daoist sanctuary. They could only quietly observe the changing world.
Now that the great tribulation had settled, the baleful aura between Heaven and Earth had diminished, though its murderous chill remained.
They had been preparing to leave seclusion and investigate the state of the Primordial World, but they had never expected to encounter a being with a pure aura who had already reached the realm of a Daluo Golden Immortal—and one from the Avian Clan, no less.
He had actually dared to stride so openly into the depths of Mount Buzhou.
Though this was not the core ancestral land of the Qilin Clan, the Qilin Clan had been one of the main forces in the great war of old. Their sphere of influence surely remained, and their deterrence still lingered.
In Nuwa and Fuxi's eyes, Kong Xuan's actions were simply outrageously bold!
What surprised them even more was that although Kong Xuan had acted rashly and caused a major misunderstanding, his appearance after taking human form and his words of apology were both courteous. He was not some arrogant and unreasonable brute.
As a result, Nuwa and Fuxi's displeasure over the attack on their Daoist sanctuary weakened.
Nuwa's thoughts turned as she exchanged a glance with her elder brother Fuxi. Their hearts understood each other without words.
Her red lips parted, and her clear voice broke the somewhat stagnant atmosphere. "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, since this was a misunderstanding and you have already apologized, let us set this matter aside for now."
"However..."
Nuwa shifted the topic slightly and looked at Kong Xuan. "My brother and I have remained in seclusion here for a long time to avoid the disaster of the Dragon-Han Tribulation, cut off from news of the outside world."
"Today, seeing that you, Fellow Daoist, have only reached the Early Daluo realm yet dared to venture alone into this place, could it be that... the monstrous slaughtering calamity that afflicted the Primordial World has already ended?"
Fuxi took over, his words carrying a probing undertone.
"The War of the Three Clans swept across Heaven and Earth, leaving us no choice but to withdraw from the world."
"Now, seeing that you are a great power of the Avian Clan and dare to appear here safely, the war must have already subsided."
"My younger sister and I are preparing to travel through the Primordial World and observe Heaven and Earth anew."
"However, we know nothing of the current state of the Primordial World—the distribution of the surviving powers, or the movements of the great powers of every side."
As he spoke, a probing light appeared in his eyes.
He looked toward Kong Xuan. "Since you have already traveled the Primordial World, would you be willing to enter our residence for a conversation and resolve the doubts of my sister and me? Could you briefly tell us about the present state of the Primordial World?"
Upon hearing this, the tightly wound string in Kong Xuan's heart finally loosened.
Nuwa and Fuxi had been so frightened by the Dragon-Han Cataclysm that they hid deep within Mount Buzhou for countless years, knowing nothing of what had happened outside.
Kong Xuan, who had wanted to leave as quickly as possible earlier, now had another thought.
He wanted to forge a good connection with Nuwa and Fuxi.
With that thought, Kong Xuan cupped his hands and replied, "I would be most honored by your invitation, Fellow Daoists!"
Seeing Kong Xuan agree so readily, the last trace of misgiving in Fuxi and Nuwa's hearts vanished.
A gentle smile appeared on Fuxi's face. "Fellow Daoist, please."
Nuwa also smiled and stepped aside to clear the way.
The Innate Yin-Yang Formation protecting the Daoist sanctuary opened accordingly.
Kong Xuan no longer hesitated. He composed himself and stepped into Nuwa and Fuxi's Daoist sanctuary.
Seeing this, the two followed close behind.