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Great Xia Dynasty, Astronomical Observatory, Observatory.

The chief of the Tiantian Division looked at the result in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

He took a deep breath and raised the star chart again, but got the same result.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the tortoise shell in the hands of the leader suddenly exploded.
The hot fragments of the hexagram streaked across his palm like a meteor, leaving behind hideous bloodstains.

He couldn't help but stagger backwards and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the star disk in time and managed to stabilize his body.

At this moment, the pupils of this chief seat shrank drastically, and he stared at the five-colored auspicious cloud in the star map that was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hexagram showed that the five-colored auspicious clouds that were supposed to cover the Great Xia Imperial City like a canopy seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

It is rapidly transforming into thousands of flowing clouds and gathering towards the south.

Soon, the news spread rapidly among the nine palaces like wildfire, causing panic and commotion.

When Lord Dayan hurriedly stepped onto the observatory, he saw one thousand and eighty tortoise shells neatly arranged there.

Dayan Jun's dragon robe fluttered in the wind, and he walked straight to the center of the star disk.

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the center of the star disk.

In an instant, a majestic dragon energy poured into the plate like a raging torrent.

The originally silent star image seemed to be awakened, suddenly bursting out with dazzling light.

When this light touched the direction of Jambu Continent, it was like encountering a bottomless abyss and was completely swallowed up.

No matter how Daxia Jun activated the dragon energy, that area remained dark and there was no response at all.

"Isn't this someone messing around..."

A deep roar came from the throat of Big Xia Tianjun.

His dragon eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with disbelief: "This is the trend of heaven and earth..."

That night, everything was quiet and the moon was high in the sky.

At this moment, Emperor Yu had already ascended to the observatory, and his majestic figure looked particularly solemn under the moonlight.

"Your son pays homage to the Emperor." Lord Xia bowed respectfully.

Emperor Yu nodded slightly, motioning him to stand up.

Then he turned his gaze to the distant starry sky, as if looking for something.

After a while, Emperor Yu's expression turned serious.

He turned to look at Dayan Tianjun and said slowly: "I was observing the stars just now and found something unusual."

There was a flash of determination in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and waved it, and a stream of dragon energy gushed out from his palm.

This dragon energy was like a giant golden dragon, roaring and rushing into the void.

In an instant, seven deafening messages of the emperor's way rang out in the void. The sound was like thunder in the sky, resounding throughout the world.

These seven imperial messages traveled thousands of miles and reached the ears of the masters of the seven dynasties almost simultaneously.

They were in seclusion when they were awakened by the sudden sound and stood up one after another.

Not long after, eight phantoms slowly condensed in the void.

These eight phantoms represent the emperors of the eight dynasties. Their pressures collide with each other, causing ripples in the space.

"Southern Continent!"

Emperor Yu's voice echoed in the void. A golden imperial seal rose from his palm, but the aura of the Emperor flowing in the seal was rapidly dimming.

"Everyone, our Great Xia's future luck has been lost by 70%, what about you?"

The voice of Jiuli Tianjun sounded: "The luck of our ancestors has dissipated, only one tenth of it remains!"

Dayu Tianjun suddenly raised his hand, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity:
"Three years ago, I got a divination... The result was 'The destiny of the human race starts from the south'."

"At that time I thought it was just a lie, but now it seems..." Dayu Tianjun did not finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.

Emperor Yu took a deep breath with a solemn expression: "The Emperor of Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi, controls the innate eight trigrams and holds the River Map and Luoshu. Only by asking him to deduce the secrets of heaven can we find a solution!"

When the other seven emperors heard this, they looked at each other and saw a kind of determination and helplessness in each other's eyes.

They knew that this was the only solution at the moment and the last hope.

But what worries them is that

Since the Three Emperors took over the Fire Cloud Cave, it was equivalent to no longer caring about worldly affairs.
The eight Human Emperors are also considered disciples of the Three Emperors, but they don't know whether they can find the answer from the Heavenly Emperor.

Outside the Fire Cloud Cave, scarlet red clouds rolled like a boiling sea of ​​blood, as if the entire world was shrouded in these blazing clouds.

Twelve towering stone pillars surround the entrance to the holy realm, and the innate divine patterns carved on the pillars emit chaotic purple energy.

Eight human emperors, stepping on the imperial dragon chariot,

Their figures seemed particularly small in front of the Fire Cloud Cave.

"Please come in, Emperor!" The eight emperors shouted in unison, their voices echoing between heaven and earth, deafening.

As the emperors shouted, the door of the Fire Cloud Cave slowly opened, and a heat wave carrying the breath of the primitive times when the world was created blew towards them.

Inside the cave gate, on the central cushion, Fuxi, dressed in snow-white clothes, was sitting cross-legged.

His face was handsome and kind, with a faint vertical eye between his forehead.

The shadows of the River Map and Luo Shu linger around his body, and every line of them flows with the laws of the beginning of creation.

Jiuli Tianjun took the lead with a solemn look on his face. His voice under the bronze mask was trembling, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, the luck of the human race is like a river bursting its banks. The luck of the eight great dynasties is all flowing madly towards the Southern Continent!"

Emperor Yu then took a step forward and said with a worried look on his face: "I have tried all kinds of secret methods, but I still cannot get to the truth. I hope that His Majesty the Holy Emperor will have mercy on us and help us solve our doubts!"

After Fuxi took over the Fire Cloud Cave, he seldom asked about the affairs of the human race. The reason why he was willing to take action today was only for the sake of the eight emperors.

He raised his eyes expressionlessly, and his originally tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, emitting thousands of dazzling golden lights, instantly illuminating the entire Fire Cloud Cave into a golden ocean.

As the golden light shone, the Fire Cloud Cave seemed to change in an instant. The originally ordinary cave turned into a huge Bagua formation diagram.

The phantom of the innate Bagua slowly rotated in front of him, with Qian three connected and Kun six broken. Each flow was accompanied by the tremor of the void, as if the Bagua formation possessed infinite power.

Fuxi flicked his finger lightly, and the River Map and Luoshu that were already suspended in the air suddenly seemed to be activated.
Countless phantoms of stars gushed out from the book, quickly outlining the destiny of the entire human territory in the void.

In an instant, a blinding black light suddenly burst out from the direction of the Southern Continent. This black light was like a huge mouth from the abyss.
When it opened, it emitted endless darkness and devouring power, mercilessly swallowing up all the light of luck.

"Sure enough, it's here." Although Fuxi's voice was calm, the power contained in it made the Eight Emperors sweat coldly. At this moment, the light of the Bagua formation suddenly became extremely dazzling, as if responding to Fuxi's words.

And in the Li fire position of the hexagram, a three-meter-high flame suddenly shot up. The flame burned fiercely, reflecting the vague outline of a human figure.

"The place where luck converges is indeed in the Southern Continent, and it is also closely related to 'people'."

Fuxi's fingertips gently stroked the Li Fire Hexagram, and as he moved, some broken human figures actually emerged in the flames.

However, just when Fuxi wanted to observe these afterimages further, he suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice: "But, there is a chaotic force here that obscures the secrets of heaven..."

Hearing the words "Power of Chaos", Lord Dayu's pupils shrank suddenly and he cried out:

"Neither the Way of Heaven nor the Way of Dao? This kind of power, could it be..."

Before he could finish his words, the Bagua diagram suddenly began to twist violently as if it had received a huge impact.

In the blink of an eye, all the hexagrams turned into ashes and dissipated in the air in this distortion.

At the same time, the River Map and Luo Shu seemed to sense the danger and rolled back rapidly, trying to forcibly suppress the chaotic aura.

However, even though Hetu and Luoshu had tried their best, a wisp of black mist still wrapped around Fuxi's fingertips, leaving a strange gray mark on his fair skin.

"This kind of chaos is neither a witch nor a demon." Fuxi stared at the gray marks on his fingertips, as if he saw an unfathomable mystery through this insignificant trace.

He frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, "Its origin does not lie in any known sect, and it does not even seem to come from this world."

"It seems... they don't belong to this era!"

These words hit the Eighth Emperor's heart like a heavy hammer.

They looked at each other, their faces changed drastically, and they were obviously shocked by Fuxi's words.

Emperor Yu tightly grasped the Human Emperor Seal in his hand, the killing intent in his dragon eyes surged like a raging wave, he asked in a deep voice: "Saint Emperor, is there a way to crack it?"

Fuxi was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about a countermeasure. Finally, he slowly said: "I will explore again, but it will take time."

Before he finished speaking, the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand suddenly turned into a stream of light and sank into his forehead like a meteor.

Then, Fuxi raised his hand and lightly tapped the Eight Emperors. Eight golden runes flashed like lightning and instantly sank into everyone's brows.

These runes emit a faint light, as if they are closely connected to their souls.

"This is an innate talisman. Once the disturbances in the Southern Continent intensify, the rune will give a warning. Remember, do not act rashly before the truth is revealed."

Fuxi's voice rang in everyone's ears, carrying with it an unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing this, the eight emperors bowed and expressed their gratitude.

However, when they exited the Fire Cloud Cave, they all looked towards the south at the same time.

In that direction, there was a chaotic fog, making it impossible to peek into the mystery.

What secrets are hidden in that unknown land shrouded in chaotic fog that could subvert the foundation of humanity?
This question lingered in the minds of the Eight Emperors, making them feel even more heavy-hearted.

Outside the Fire Cloud Cave, the Eight Emperors stood on the edge of the holy realm barrier, like eight unshakable mountains.

Their figures were looming in the clouds and mist, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Emperor Yu was wearing a dragon robe, the sleeves of which rustled in the wind. He stood at the front and was the first to break the silence:

"What the Holy Emperor said is 'related to people'. Do you have any idea of ​​what could have caused such a storm in the Southern Continent?"

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart and making them think deeply.

For a moment, the scene fell into deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind whistling in the ears.

Jiuli Tianjun stood beside Emperor Yu, his bronze mask covering his face, leaving only a pair of cold eyes.

He suddenly took off his mask, revealing his hideous face.

He snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his voice:
"The Southern Continent has always been poor, and the sects have declined. Now there is a force called 'Wu Zong' that has conquered the Wu Clan. Who else could it be?"

The Jiuli Kingdom borders the Southern Continent, and he knows the situation there very well.

His words broke the silence, making everyone's faces become solemn.

The Bashu Emperor frowned tightly, as if he had encountered an extremely difficult problem.

"The Wu clan is located in a remote area and has only been rising for a few years. How could they possibly have such a powerful means?"

There was a hint of disbelief in the voice of the Bashu Emperor.

Dayu Tianjun slowly drew out the Tianji Sword, his eyes fixed towards the south, which was the direction where Wuzong was.

His voice was low and solemn: "At present, all clues point to Wu Zong without exception."

"If it weren't for Wu Zong, where could the chaotic power that could obscure the secrets of heaven come from?"

For a moment, everyone fell into silence.

Only the whistling sound of the wind between heaven and earth, carrying with it the ominous aura brought about by the loss of luck, kept echoing in everyone's ears.

After a long while, Emperor Yu took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Whether this clue is credible or not, it is our only clue at the moment."

Emperor Yu looked around at everyone and said slowly, "I suggest that we send a few Heavenly Lords to visit Wu Zong first to find out the truth."

"Wait a minute!" Jiuli Tianjun suddenly shouted loudly, and at the same time raised his hand abruptly, with a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

"If it was really done by Wu Zong, sending the Heavenly Lord there would be like sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth." Jiuli Heavenly Lord's voice was filled with some anger.

"In my opinion, it is better to gather a large army and crush the Southern Continent with a thunderous force!"

However, Emperor Yu slowly shook his head and rejected Jiuli Tianjun's proposal:

"This is absolutely not allowed. The Holy Emperor has repeatedly warned us not to act rashly before the truth is fully revealed."

Emperor Yu's tone was very solemn. He paused and continued:

"Besides, if there really is a mysterious force behind Wu Zong, our march in such a high-profile manner will probably only alert them and make them prepared."

After hearing what Emperor Yu said, the other emperors all nodded, expressing their agreement with his opinion.

After careful consideration, the eight emperors finally reached a consensus.

That is to select a Heavenly King and immediately set off to the Southern Continent to secretly investigate the true situation of Wu Zong.

As the rulers of the major dynasties, they stayed in charge of the dynasty and paid close attention to the development of the situation so that they could make countermeasures at any time. (End of this chapter)