Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

The seven fairies let out heart-wrenching cries as they watched helplessly as their husbands faced death. The unborn child in their womb seemed to sense the impending doom and became increasingly restless and agitated.

Just as the beam of divine-slaying light, imbued with countless poisons, was about to engulf Dong Yong, the void above Wanku Mountain suddenly cracked open without warning.

Within the rift lay not a raging torrent of void, but a magnificent and boundless panorama, a tapestry of ancient landscapes and mountains. It was none other than the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

The next moment, a giant hand emerged from the crack in the map of mountains and rivers, exuding an irresistible and supreme majesty.

The giant hand has its five fingers spread out, and the lines on its palm resemble the trajectory of the Great Dao, containing the great power to create the world and shape all living beings.

The giant hand ignored the distance in space, arrived faster than anyone else, and directly blocked Dong Yong's front, turning the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord's attack into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, the five fingers closed like mountains, carrying the immense will to suppress all the heavens and myriad worlds, and pressed down mercilessly on the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord below, whose demonic energy had been dissipated due to the backlash.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord wanted to roar, but his throat was gripped by an invisible force. He tried to struggle, but his hundred-foot-tall demonic body was as if it were cast in ancient ice, and he couldn't move even the smallest limb.

They could only watch helplessly as the shadow of the five fingers, representing the end, magnified infinitely in their field of vision.

"Impossible! Wasn't it said that even saints couldn't act within the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain? Why would a saint intervene and suppress me?"

A shattered thought flashed through its collapsing consciousness, filled with endless despair and regret.

The giant hand descended, without a deafening explosion or a raging surge of energy. Only an unparalleled holy might that commanded all to submit.

When the giant hand completely closed its five fingers, what was covered by the palm was a centipede the size of a palm, curled up and trembling.

The giant hand grabbed the centipede and retreated back into the Mountain and River Map. Immediately afterwards, the spatial rift closed, and the Mountain and River Map vanished.

Whether they were heavenly soldiers and generals who had just been fighting a bloody battle or demons who had been terrified, they were all frozen in place as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.

The deafening shouts of battle, the explosions of spells—all sounds vanished without a trace at that moment.

Only the heavy breathing and the pounding of the heart sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

The Jade Emperor hovered in mid-air, recalling the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord's last words. A sly glint appeared in his eyes, and he even looked directly into the depths of chaos.

"As expected, no wonder I couldn't unleash my Saint-level power at Wanku Mountain. It turns out someone tampered with things here. Who could it be?"

"Who was it that used the Map of Mountains and Rivers to make a move just now? I doubt Fuxi has that ability. Could it be that the one from Qinglian Island personally intervened?"

The Jade Emperor had always suspected that the two Western Shamans were behind the attack. Now it seems that the two Western Shamans definitely did not have that ability.

Then there is only one possibility: the one protecting Wanku Mountain is none other than him and the Queen Mother, who have served Hongjun, who has been in power for countless generations.

After all, only Hongjun's intervention could alarm the one on Qinglian Island. Otherwise, there is no one in this primordial world worth taking action against.

The seven fairies had no idea what their father, the emperor, was looking at. All they knew was that they and the baby in their womb were finally safe.

For a moment, her tense nerves relaxed. This also led to a huge emotional shock, causing her body to go limp and she could barely stand.

She clutched her lower abdomen tightly with one hand, while the other gripped the swaying Dong Yong beside her. A bitter smile appeared on her face.

The Buddhist light on the woodcutter's knife in Dong Yong's hand had dimmed, and the blade was covered with spiderweb-like cracks. His face was as pale as gold paper, and he was only able to stay upright by sheer willpower.

With the return of his saintly cultivation, the Jade Emperor instantly regained his senses. His imperial majesty once again enveloped him, and his voice, like a booming bell, resounded throughout the entire cave. "All my subjects, heed my command! The demon leader shall be executed, and not a single remaining enemy shall be spared!"

The brief silence was broken by a deafening roar of responses, filled with the exhilaration of surviving a catastrophe and boundless awe of the saint's power.

The Four Heavenly Kings and the gods of the Thunder and Fire Fighting Division were greatly encouraged, their divine power flowed without hindrance, and their attacks instantly became extremely fierce.

The remaining demons, having lost their leader and suppressed by the Jade Emperor's divine might, had no power to resist and were utterly routed in an instant.

Heavenly soldiers and generals, like a golden, raging tide, swiftly submerged and cleared the various cave passages.

The Jade Emperor took a step forward, and golden light flashed as he arrived in front of the Seven Fairy Maidens and Dong Yong.

He looked at his daughter's pale and haggard face, yet she couldn't hide her excitement and joy. His eyes were filled with heartache.

Seeing Dong Yong, covered in blood, standing tall and guarding despite being on the verge of death, a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

With a flick of his sleeve, two streams of pure imperial purple energy, carrying healing elixirs, instantly entered the bodies of Dong Yong and the Seventh Fairy.

"Father." The Seventh Fairy choked back tears, which finally welled up in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright now."

The Jade Emperor's voice softened, carrying a calming power. At that moment, there was no aloof Jade Emperor, only a loving father.

His gaze fell on the Seventh Fairy's swollen belly, sensing the weak yet still tenacious, and now unusually dormant, fluctuations of Buddhist nature within it. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. This Buddhist embryo was, after all, a hidden danger.

Dong Yong struggled to bow, but the Jade Emperor held him up with a gentle force.

"For the sake of protecting Xiao Qi with your life, I will not punish you today. However, this does not mean that I approve of you as my son-in-law."

The Jade Emperor then ordered his men to take the Seven Fairy Maidens and Dong Yong away. He also arranged for the battlefield to be cleaned up before leading his heavenly soldiers and generals back to the Heavenly Court.

……

Looking into the depths of the Fire Cloud Cave, at the Cowherd, Weaver Girl, and their family of four, Fuxi sighed silently, then turned and returned to the front courtyard of the Fire Cloud Cave.

Upon seeing Fuxi's return, Nuwa asked him, "Brother, are you settled in?"

Fuxi nodded and said to Nuwa, "They have been settled properly, but unfortunately, their minds and spirits have been greatly damaged."

“The Weaver Girl was heartbroken, the two children were bewildered and frightened, the Cowherd… no, it should be the Cowherd himself, whose heart had been clouded for a hundred years and would probably be difficult to recover in a short time.”

Just as Fuxi finished speaking, the Immortal Sword Mountain and River Map flew out from the spatial rift and landed steadily in front of him.

Looking at the map of mountains and rivers in his hand, Fuxi said, "It seems that Master has personally resolved the matter at Wanku Mountain. We no longer need to worry about anything."

Nuwa nodded and said, "I never expected that Hongjun would even scheme against his own people. Does he really believe that Buddhism is the only legitimate lineage of his Xuanmen?"

Fuxi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid in Hongjun's heart, everyone except himself is the legitimate successor; they are all just pawns in his game." (End of Chapter)