The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 261 Battle: Yuan Hong Devours the Flesh and Blood of the Eastern Emperor

Seven seas and twenty-eight realms.

Across the azure sea.

A small boat moved on its own without wind, heading towards a sea area shrouded in swirling clouds and mist.

A handsome Taoist priest with disheveled hair and wearing a green robe stood on the small boat.

At this moment, he was carefully examining the seemingly empty sea ahead, and deep in his eyes was reflected a mysterious island that looked as vast and desolate as the ancient wilderness.

Just then, the world became hazy, and a long river of time and space without beginning or end suddenly appeared around the handsome Taoist, carrying the sense of timelessness and eternity.

Upstream in the river of time, a mysterious and illusory mark appeared, connecting with the aura of the handsome Taoist priest. In an instant, his figure passed through the mark, absorbing it and making it a part of himself.

In a daze, the handsome Taoist's aura underwent a strange change, as if it existed simultaneously in the past and the present.

"First connect the past and the future, and then use that to reach the other shore; that's not a bad path."

"However, this is a path originally opened by the Azure Emperor, and it needs to be changed now."

Whispers arose, and in the handsome Taoist's eyes flowed the long river of time, reflecting images of different figures at different points in time.

After a while, the image in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at the boundless sea in front of him again.

"The flesh and blood of Donghuang Taiyi from Jin'ao Island."

At this point, the handsome Taoist waved his hand, and a divine light filled with the life force of green wood and the power of time enveloped the world. The clouds and mist in front of him instantly dissipated, and an ancient island appeared out of thin air above the boundless sea.

The island seemed to be a world unto itself, with its laws of heaven and earth and its natural environment completely different from the current real world.

Golden Crow, Golden-Winged Roc, True Dragon, Immortal Phoenix, Zhujiuyin
Various mythical birds and beasts, long extinct in the real world, gallop across the island, as if returning to the primordial era.

Throughout the island, there are ancient buildings adorned with black bird totems, exuding a wild and primitive style reminiscent of ancient ancestors.

The Heavenly Mandate of the Black Bird descended and gave birth to the Shang Dynasty!
"who?"

A cold shout rang out, and a figure exuding a powerful aura rose from a magnificent skyscraper that stretched into the starry sky, as if it could reach out and pluck stars from the sky.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, with unparalleled charm and natural beauty, radiating the most dazzling brilliance.

However, before she could finish speaking, the woman froze in mid-air, staring in horror at the handsome Taoist priest in front of her.

Sensing the vast energy contained within the handsome Taoist priest, the beautiful woman's anger vanished instantly, replaced by extraordinary respect as she quickly bowed.

"Junior Su Daji greets Senior!"

The handsome Taoist priest merely glanced at Su Daji indifferently, paying her no heed, and headed directly into the depths of Jin'ao Island.

Su Daji trembled as she watched the figure in the green robe walk toward the magnificent Taoist palace deep within the island, but dared not make the slightest move to stop him.

Just one glance from her gave her a sense of terror, as if she were being torn apart by an endless sea of ​​suffering, about to be completely drowned in it and never be able to escape.

This feeling was familiar to her!
As a powerful member of the demon race who has survived since ancient times, and once the mistress of the Yin Shang Dynasty, although her cultivation level was only at the Celestial Immortal realm, her knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary people. She understood that this figure in green robes was definitely a great supernatural being comparable to the island lord.

'In this era, the rules of heaven and earth have changed drastically. How could a person with great supernatural powers walk among us? Even the island lord dares not reveal himself to the world at will. How has this mysterious powerhouse managed to evade the ravages of time?'

Thinking of this, a hint of worry appeared in Su Daji's eyes.

'I wonder if the island lord can handle this mysterious and powerful being?'

At the center of Jin'ao Island stands a magnificent Taoist palace, with three ancient characters written in ancient seal script on the plaque in front of the gate: Biyou Palace.

Deep within Biyou Palace lies a secret chamber that almost severs the flow of time and space, concealing the cycle of life and death.

On the stone bed inside the secret chamber lay a man whose body was enveloped in countless points of light.

He seemed to be asleep, but each point of light around him contained a scene, like the life experience of a figure.

Just then, as if sensing something, the man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing undisguised astonishment.

Click
Before the man could react, the sound of a door opening rang out, and the secret chamber that separated time and life and death was forcibly opened from the outside.

ta ta ta

A series of rhythmic footsteps sounded, and what came into the man's view was a young Taoist priest dressed in a green robe, with disheveled hair and a handsome, otherworldly appearance.

"Qing Emperor."

The man exclaimed in surprise, immediately stood up from the bed, and looked at the handsome Taoist priest in front of him with a wary expression.

At the same time, the energy within his body changed, and the light spots around him transformed into strands of white monkey hair, merging into himself.

"Yuan Hong."

The handsome Taoist priest looked calmly at the man in front of him and said indifferently, "Jin'ao Island is not something you can occupy. Hand over the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell and leave Jin'ao Island."

His tone was extremely casual, as if he didn't take Yuan Hong, a great master of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," seriously at all.

Yuan Hong's face was gloomy. He never expected that the Azure Emperor, who was also a Creation-level Great Divine Power, would adopt such a superior and condescending attitude.

However, considering that the other party's cultivation was slightly superior to his own, Yuan Hong forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Azure Emperor, the Celestial Venerable Lingbao has long since disappeared from the world, and Jin'ao Island has long been ownerless. I am using this to continue the glory of the Yin Shang Dynasty. Why can't I occupy it?"

The handsome Taoist priest glanced at Yuan Hong with a strange expression, then suddenly asked, "You want to become the new Heavenly Emperor?"

In ancient times, the Shang Dynasty, with the support of Lingbao Tianzun and the Demon Emperor, ruled over various races such as demons, gods, and humans, using the earth to fight against the heavens, and competed with the Guangyin Tiandi, supported by Daode Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun, for the position of Heavenly Emperor.

This is the origin of the War of Gods in this realm.

The final result was the complete defeat of the Shang Dynasty, and the Emperor of Time reigned supreme for a generation, becoming the ancient emperor.

Now, Yuan Hong, a master of extraordinary abilities at the Creation level, wants to rebuild the glory of the Yin Shang Dynasty. Naturally, he cannot simply be concerned about old feelings. Instead, he wants to use this opportunity to fulfill the ambitions of the former Yin Shang Dynasty, usurp the throne, and ascend to the position of the Heavenly Emperor.

Seeing the Azure Emperor looking at him like he was a fool, Yuan Hong was instantly enraged and said coldly, "Why not?"

On the contrary, just as the position of Heavenly Emperor is vacant today, others can become Heavenly Emperor. Yuan Hong cultivates the most supreme divine skill, the "Eight-Nine Profound Skill," and is himself a great supernatural being of the Creation level. Why can't he sit on the position of Heavenly Emperor?
Shaking his head, the handsome Taoist priest didn't offer much comment; after all, Yuan Hong had brought this upon himself.

"Yuan Hong, I'll say it one more time: hand over the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell and leave Jin'ao Island, or you'll return to the Great Dao today!"

The moment the words fell, the handsome Taoist's eyes turned deep and dark, and the endless illusory waves around him surged, carrying the feeling of sinking into a sea of ​​bitterness.

"This is outrageous!"

Seeing that the Azure Emperor still maintained an aloof and indifferent attitude, as if he were merely an ant, Yuan Hong could no longer control his anger and roared:

"Azure Emperor, don't think that just because my cultivation is slightly inferior, you can be so presumptuous. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, and Yuan Hong transformed into a towering white ape, seemingly larger than the entire world. Every hair and every inch of flesh was like a complete world.

If Jin'ao Island weren't itself a Daoist temple on the other shore, at an extremely high level, the entire island would probably have been burst apart by this towering white ape.

Buzz

The moment he transformed into his true form, Yuan Hong's Eight-Nine Arcane Arts operated at overload, and all his power instantly condensed into a singularity before suddenly erupting.

Facing one of the Five Ancient Emperors, whose cultivation surpassed even his own, Yuan Hong dared not hold back in the slightest and directly unleashed his most powerful divine ability. Boom!

A furry fist tore through the void, gathering boundless power, and fell toward the Azure Emperor.

Wherever the fist passed, space collapsed, time tore apart, and a void was formed, causing all things to return to the final nothingness. It even stirred up the surrounding spacetime turbulence, changing the past and future of this place.

All things return to emptiness!

The only purely offensive divine power recorded in the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" can be used all the way up to the Other Shore level.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Faced with Yuan Hong's all-out attack, the handsome Taoist simply raised his palm slightly and lightly brought it down in front of him.

boom

As fists and palms collided, a deafening roar shook the heavens and the universe. The surrounding void shattered instantly, and endless fragments of spacetime flew about, with countless universes being born and destroyed.

"Well"

A muffled groan rang out. Although Qingdi's palm strike seemed to lack much power, the moment they clashed, Yuan Hong felt an immense force sweep over him, completely beyond his expectations.

As a highly skilled practitioner of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," a peerless divine skill renowned for achieving sainthood through physical prowess, Yuan Hong believed his physique far surpassed ordinary fortune.

But at this moment, with just one move, his indestructible body, honed over many years, was severely injured and almost destroyed.

puff

He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backward countless steps in an instant, shattering the boundless chaos.

On Jin'ao Island, Su Daji suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, an unprecedented sense of crisis rising in her heart. Without the slightest hesitation, she fled towards the outside world.

The moment her figure disappeared, a deafening roar resounded across the entire Golden Turtle Island.

The earth cracked open, the sun fell from the sky, and countless celestial birds and divine beasts transformed into strands of white monkey hair, which then turned to ash.

The entire Jin'ao Island was shrouded in endless spatial and temporal turbulence, turning it into a chaotic land.

Deep within this chaotic land, an ancient longsword, shaped like a lotus leaf, stands, bearing two ancient characters that defy description:
Qingping!

The handsome Taoist priest's gaze shifted slightly, looking directly at the long sword resembling a lotus leaf deep within the chaos.

'The Green Lotus Sword!'

With this thought in mind, he did not look at the Qingping Sword, but rather at the tip of the sword.

Within the void where the Qingping Sword was inserted, a mass of dark black flesh slowly writhed, seemingly suppressed and unable to break free.

The moment the handsome Taoist saw that mass of flesh and blood, his mind was violently shaken. Every drop of blood, every inch of flesh and blood, and even every cell in his body, including his own Dao, resonated strongly with him.

'The flesh and blood of Donghuang Taiyi.'

The handsome Taoist priest's spiritual senses stirred slightly, and countless divination symbols flowed in his eyes, with branching paths of the future constantly appearing, ultimately leading to the result he had previously deduced.

On the other side, in the boundless chaos, Yuan Hong's indestructible Dao body, which he had cultivated for many years, was on the verge of collapse, and his aura was extremely weak.

He stared in disbelief at the handsome Taoist priest whose aura seemed to have remained largely unchanged, with only one thought in his mind:
So strong!

Powerful beyond imagination!
He was completely different from the great supernatural beings he had encountered in the past who had achieved perfect creation; in fact, it could be said that he had completely surpassed the level of creation!

If it weren't for the boundless sea of ​​suffering churning around this handsome Taoist priest, who hadn't truly transcended it, Yuan Hong would have thought he was fighting against a divine will from the other shore.

He had only ever seen such a despairing power disparity in the true Other Shore Heaven.

'As expected of one of the Five Emperors of antiquity, the Azure Emperor is now only half a step away from escaping the sea of ​​suffering and reaching the other shore, or rather, only lacking an opportunity!'

With this thought in mind, Yuan Hong's anger dissipated completely. Instead, he felt that the way the Azure Emperor had looked down at him was the true demeanor of a strong person.

Thinking of this, he immediately activated the Eight-Nine Mystic Technique, attempting to escape into the chaos.

Although reluctant to part with Jin'ao Island, the other shore dojo, and the Qingping Sword, the peerless sword of the other shore, Yuan Hong knew what choice he should make when facing the Azure Emperor, a powerful enemy far surpassing himself.

Buzz

Just then, a broken mirror appeared above Yuan Hong's head, casting hazy rays of light that illuminated all the heavens and myriad realms, covering every corner and freezing everything in place.

Yuan Hong, who was about to escape, was frozen in place and unable to move at all.

'Haotian Mirror'

Sensing this spatial power that transcends the level of creation, Yuan Hong instantly conjured up an image of a peerless artifact from the other shore, a culmination of the Dao of Space.

'The fragments of the Haotian Mirror are actually in the hands of the Azure Emperor; no wonder he wanted the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell!'

'Fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell'

Thinking of this, Yuan Hong's keen spiritual senses, enhanced by cultivating the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," trembled violently. He immediately understood something, and with a thought, a hazy, illusory light appeared from within his body.

Within this ray of light, an irregular fragment floats and sinks, sometimes transforming into an ancient bell that suppresses time and space, and sometimes into a long, surging river, as if it were a manifestation of the Way of Time.

Core fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

As the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell appeared, Yuan Hong felt the spatial power that had solidified him dissipate. Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly vanished into the chaos.

Treasures may be valuable, but they are not as important as one's own life.

Having lived from ancient times to the present day, Yuan Hong deeply understands this point.

He was actually relieved that the Azure Emperor didn't have much killing intent.

Buzz

The moment Yuan Hong left, the fragments of the Haotian Mirror fell, enveloping the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and together they merged into the body of the handsome Taoist.

The Taoist priest's internal energy underwent a slight change, as if it had been replenished, becoming even more vast.

Ignoring Yuan Hong who had left, he moved swiftly and arrived directly in front of the Qingping Sword.

Looking at the ancient longsword that resembled a lotus leaf, the handsome Taoist's eyes flickered slightly, and a strange change occurred in the energy within his body, as a seemingly illusory causal star line extended into the void.

Clang!
A clear and melodious sword cry rang out, and the entire Qingping Sword seemed to be summoned by something. Its azure light shone brightly, and it instantly transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the void.

In the distance, a hand appeared in the void, grasped the hilt of the Qingping Sword, and disappeared.

The handsome Taoist priest paid no attention to the changes in the void, but instead looked at the remaining dark and inexplicable mass of flesh and blood.

With the loss of the Qingping Sword, the peerless weapon from the other shore, Donghuang Taiyi's flesh and blood began to truly awaken. A violent and chaotic terrifying aura swept through the chaos, shaking the entire Jin'ao Island.

But at that moment, the handsome Taoist's eyes brightened slightly, and his aura changed, transforming directly into an ancient and sacred Chaos Green Lotus, which landed on Donghuang Taiyi's flesh and blood.

The roots of the Chaos Green Lotus penetrated into the flesh and blood of Donghuang Taiyi, and the brilliant and sacred Chaos Divine Light descended, completely enveloping the entire mass of Donghuang's flesh and blood.

(End of this chapter)