Honghuang: Fire De Huaguang, I am the Horse King of Human Education

Ji Fa trembled with fear at the thunderous rebuke and gaze, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

But the humble and respectful smile on his face remained unchanged. Instead, he bent his waist even lower, facing the direction of Princess Longji, as if he were praying for protection.

But beneath those lowered eyelids, resentment and murderous intent grew wildly: Hua Guang! Huang Feihu! Chi You! And those Shang soldiers who had mocked him…

Just you wait! With the help of the Heavenly Court, I will sweep away all obstacles and tear you to pieces! I will show you who the true ruler of humanity is!
Above the clouds, Princess Longji frowned slightly. Ji Fa's almost fawning attitude made her instinctively uncomfortable.

But remembering her father's decree, she didn't say much, but instead turned her gaze to the murderous Shang army formation below and those powerful figures.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The war drums sounded again, more urgent and heavier than before!
Like a death warrant, it struck the heart of everyone!
The figure of Ran Deng appeared silently on the top of Xiqi City, the immortal light at the severed arm flickering slightly.

His gaze swept over the two opposing armies below, then glanced at the celestial soldiers in the clouds, and finally landed on a middle-aged Taoist priest beside him, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a thin face and an arrogant look in his eyes.

"Dong Wang Gong".

The sound of the lamp being lit was flat and uneventful.

"You will lead the first battle in this war. Go and find out the strength of the Great Shang."

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King (the reincarnation of the Eastern Emperor) trembled violently!
He abruptly turned his head to look at Ran Deng, a flash of anger in his eyes that quickly turned into deep humiliation.

He was originally the master of the various immortal islands overseas, living a carefree and prestigious life!
Now, due to his reincarnation and cultivation, he is subject to the Chan Sect and is ordered around by that old thief Randeng, treated like a servant!
"Randeng! You..."

The Eastern King clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white.

"Ok?"

Ran Deng glanced at him indifferently, his gaze calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"This is your master's order. Do you intend to disobey?"

The Eastern King's chest heaved violently. Finally, he clenched his teeth and forcibly suppressed the overwhelming hatred.

His voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

"...Disciple obeys."

In his heart, however, he was roaring wildly: You old scoundrel Ran Deng! You Yuan Shi scoundrel! You just wait!

Once I reunite the source of Donghua and restore my position as Emperor, I will make you repay me a hundredfold!
Fangzhu Mountain! My Fangzhu Mountain! I must go back! No one can stop me!
As Ran Deng watched Dong Wang Gong's retreating figure, which was forced to endure humiliation, a hint of pity and mockery flickered deep in his eyes.

He was well aware of the resentment in the hearts of these third-generation disciples. But under the great calamity, they were all just pawns. These reincarnated and unstable "emperors" and "great powers" were nothing more than "tools" used by the second-generation disciples to shield them from the calamity and to test them.

The real killer move is yet to come. He, Ran Deng, has already prepared an escape route for himself and will never follow in the footsteps of these "tools."

"Go."

He silently recited the mantra in his heart.

"This journey... is fraught with peril. But this is your destiny."

Dongwanggong stepped out of Xiqi City and appeared in the open area in front of the two armies.

He suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart, and tried his best to maintain the dignity of the former master of the immortal island.

He reached out and summoned a natal flying sword, its entire body emerald green and shimmering with light, which appeared in his hand. The sword hummed and emitted a sharp, ethereal sword aura.

His gaze swept across the Shang army formation, finally settling on the powerful auras emanating from the central army. He shouted loudly, his voice carrying a deliberately crafted arrogance.

"I am the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua, the third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, the Eastern King Duke! Traitors of the Great Shang, who dares to challenge me?!"

Hua Guang's gaze swept across the battlefield, locking onto Dong Wang Gong, his voice steady.

"General Huang, this man is yours."

"The last general takes command!"

Huang Feihu clasped his hands in response, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

He flipped over and mounted the five-colored divine ox. The ox's four hooves trod on auspicious clouds, and it instantly appeared in the center of the battlefield, facing the Eastern King Duke from afar.

The moment he landed, a powerful and vast martial arts pressure, as imposing as a mountain, erupted from Huang Feihu!
This pressure was not the ethereal aura of immortals, but rather a pure manifestation of a body forged through countless trials, an invincible will, and blood and qi condensed to their utmost!
Like an invisible giant mountain, it pressed down on Dongwanggong!
The Eastern King's body suddenly sank! The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch!

His face flushed red instantly, and he felt his immortal energy circulation become sluggish!
He was horrified. This Huang Feihu was only a Golden Immortal, yet his aura could shake him, a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal?!
This martial art... is so domineering!

On the city wall of Xiqi, Nezha looked at the imposing Huang Feihu in the arena, and then at the Dongwanggong whose aura was suppressed, and a look of worry appeared on his little face.

"Master, Uncle Dongwanggong, he..."

Taiyi Zhenren sat cross-legged on a futon, his expression serene and his gaze profound.

"Don't rush. Your Uncle Dongwanggong was born from a wisp of pure yang energy, and his origin is the rudimentary form of the laws."

Although he was reincarnated and his cultivation level was not restored, his understanding and mastery of the Pure Yang Law had already become ingrained in his very being. This was innate talent, incomparable to any acquired cultivation.

He paused, his tone carrying a barely perceptible indifference.

"Moreover... in the midst of a great calamity, everyone accepts their destiny. Since he has entered this game, he has his own mission. You must remember that under the Great Dao, everyone is a pawn. If necessary, I, your teacher, can also sacrifice myself to meet the calamity. You... should also be aware of this."

Upon hearing this, Nezha's face paled, and he nodded as if he understood, but his gaze toward the Eastern King Duke became even more complicated.

In the center of the battlefield, Huang Feihu made his move!

He didn't use any fancy magic; he simply shook his arm, and the golden spear in his hand transformed into a cold light that tore through the void, piercing straight for the face of the Eastern King!

The gun flashes like a dragon—fast, ruthless, and accurate!

Wherever the spear tip passed, the air emitted a piercing explosion!

"Little tricks!"

Suppressing his shock, Dong Wanggong mustered his immortal power and flicked his emerald flying sword, creating a flurry of sword flowers in an attempt to deflect the attack with exquisite swordsmanship. However, Huang Feihu's spear technique had long transcended the constraints of mere forms; each thrust contained the martial will he had honed throughout his life's battles—unyielding and capable of shattering all laws!
Ding!Ding!Ding!
The sound of metal clashing was as dense as rain!

The sword light of the Eastern King Duke seemed exquisite, but it was defeated step by step by Huang Feihu's pure, domineering, and forceful spear technique!

His proud immortal swordsmanship was actually suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe by a "martial arts man"!

With each clash of spear and sword, an overwhelming force surged through the blade, causing his arm to go numb and his blood to churn!

"it is good!"

In the Shang camp, Chi You's scarlet pupils suddenly lit up!
He stared intently at Huang Feihu's marksmanship, which was both simple and powerful yet contained terrifying force, as if he had seen some unparalleled treasure!
"Entering the Dao through martial arts! Proving the Law through force! So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"

He muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"The ultimate martial arts path is not simply about accumulating strength, but about fusing will, blood, fighting spirit, and even one's understanding of heaven and earth into one! Returning to simplicity and pointing directly to the origin! This is... the true path to the sainthood of humanity!"

Chi You felt his battle blood, which had become "docile" due to the golden light of merit, boil over once again!
A clearer path, one that better suits his nature, suddenly appeared before him!
"Bastard!"

The Eastern King was utterly enraged!

As a being born from pure yang energy, and once the proud master of a celestial island, he could not tolerate being suppressed by a mere "mortal general"!
His eyes were filled with madness. He suddenly bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the emerald green flying sword in his hand!

The flying sword emitted a clear yet piercing sword cry!

The celestial energy that had been flowing across the sword vanished instantly, replaced by a pure, ancient heat and light that seemed to originate from the beginning of time!
An indescribable fluctuation of law spread out! The surrounding air instantly became scalding and distorted, and the sand and gravel on the ground began to melt silently!
The power of the innate pure Yang law!

This is the true trump card of the Eastern King Duke! It is the original power of him as a primordial deity! Although its power has been greatly reduced due to reincarnation, its essence still surpasses ordinary immortal power!

"Insects! Die!"

The Eastern King's face was contorted, his eyes filled with hysterical light. He raised the Pure Yang Magic Sword, which radiated terrifying heat and a dangerous aura, and slashed it down fiercely at Huang Feihu!
A massive sword aura, composed entirely of blazing white light, tore through the sky, and wherever it passed, the space itself seemed to melt!
"not good!"

At the same time, Hua Guang and Kong Xuan, commanders of the Great Shang army, changed color!

Hua Guang sensed the terrifying power of the laws contained within that sword aura, which was far beyond what Huang Feihu's martial will, cultivated to the Golden Immortal level, could withstand!
He moved as if to make a move!

Kong Xuan's five-colored robes fluttered without wind, and five-colored divine light flickered behind him. A cold glint flashed in his clear, cold eyes.

"The power of laws... this fiend has certainly hidden it well!"

He was also prepared to intercept.

However, just as the two were about to set off, Huang Feihu, in the center of the battlefield, made a move that surprised everyone!
Faced with the pure yang sword energy that was powerful enough to melt gold and iron and burn away souls, Huang Feihu not only did not retreat, but instead suddenly squeezed the five-colored divine ox!
The divine ox bellowed loudly, advancing instead of retreating, charging towards the earth-shattering sword energy!

His eyes were wide open, and there was nothing else in them but the blazing white greatsword that had been slashed down!

His blood and qi erupted, and his Golden Immortal cultivation was poured into the golden spear in his hand without reservation!
A terrifying will, fierce, resolute, and seemingly capable of piercing the heavens, rose from his body!

"Martial Arts - Breaking the Heavens!"

Huang Feihu let out a deafening roar!

The golden spear in his hand transformed into a dark golden spear beam that was condensed to the extreme and seemed to be able to pierce a hole in the heavens and earth. Without dodging or avoiding, it pierced straight into the core of the Pure Yang Sword Qi!
"Humph! It's too much!"

Looking at Huang Feihu's futile attempt to stop a chariot, Dong Wanggong wore a cruel yet smug sneer.

He could almost see Huang Feihu and his ox being melted into ashes by the Pure Yang Law!

This feeling allowed him to regain some of the former majesty of an "emperor" who looked down upon the vast wilderness and regarded all living beings as ants.

He was so immersed in this illusory sense of power that he even ignored the waves of weakness and stinging pain that came from forcibly activating the primordial laws within his body.

"You mere martial arts dare to confront the innate laws? You'll be annihilated!"

The Eastern King grinned maliciously, as if he had already foreseen victory.

The dark golden spear light and the dazzling white pure yang sword energy collided violently under the watchful eyes of countless horrified people!

There was no earth-shattering explosion!
There was only one deep, chilling sound, as if space itself had been forcibly torn apart!
laugh--!
The moment the spear's edge made contact with the sword's aura, the seemingly indestructible and all-consuming pure Yang law power was actually pierced through a point by the spear tip, which embodied Huang Feihu's lifelong cultivation, all his will, and the true meaning of martial arts destruction!

A tiny dot!
But this one spot is like an ant hole on a dam!
The dark golden spear light, like the sharpest drill bit, with an unwavering determination, frantically drilled into, tore apart, and destroyed the internal structure of the Pure Yang Sword Qi!
The blazing white sword energy trembled violently!
Its surface shimmered and flickered, while inside, a cracking sound emanated from its strained interior! It was as if a beautiful piece of glass had been brutally pierced by a red-hot iron rod!

"what?!"

The sinister smile on Dong Wanggong's face froze instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror!
His proud innate power of laws... was actually... blocked?
He was stopped by a Golden Immortal martial artist with a mere iron spear?!
Looking at the dark golden spear light that was "suppressed" by his pure Yang sword energy, Dong Wanggong revealed undisguised contempt and pleasure. He sneered, his voice filled with arrogant mockery.

"An ant trying to shake a tree, utterly overestimating your strength! Mere martial arts brute force, how dare you contend with innate laws? Huang Feihu, your death is at hand! When you turn to ashes, I will refine your soul into the wick of a lamp, for eternity..."

Before he could finish his vicious curse, a sudden change occurred!
A figure appeared beside Huang Feihu! It was Hua Guang!

His face was cold and stern, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. He simply stretched out his right hand towards the raging, pure Yang sword energy!

There was no earth-shattering display, no vast fluctuations of magical power.

Hua Guang merely spread his five fingers wide, then gently clenched them in front of the blinding white sword energy!
"Stripping".

These two words, like the grand pronouncements of the Great Dao, carry an ineffable will that transcends the rules!
The originally violent and all-consuming pure yang sword energy suddenly froze, as if its sinews and bones had been removed!
Within the sword aura, the core source power belonging to the innate pure Yang law was actually uncontrollable by the Eastern King Duke, and it peeled away from the sword aura in strands, transforming into a pure, blazing white light stream that converged towards Hua Guang's palm!

"Do not--!"

The sinister smile on Dong Wanggong's face instantly turned into extreme terror!
He felt his connection with the power of the primordial law being forcibly severed by an irresistible force!

He desperately tried to activate his primordial spirit, attempting to regain control of the power that belonged to him, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree—all in vain!
That feeling was like someone had ripped a piece of flesh and blood out of the depths of his soul!
"My laws! My origin! Give them back to me!!"

The Eastern King Lord let out a shrill, desperate roar. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman as he lunged madly at Hua Guang!

At the same time, he suddenly turned his head and cried out for help towards the top of Xiqi City.

"Senior brother! Uncle-Master! Save me! Uncle-Master Ran Deng! Save me! He... he's stealing my essence!!"

A deathly silence fell over the walls of Xiqi City! (End of Chapter)