Primordial Era: Reborn as Kunpeng, starting by swallowing the Styx River

Chapter 84 The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors

Beyond the thirty-three heavens, the void shattered.

That purple-gold finger beam from the Northern Darkness, though not the actual manifestation of the God-Slaying Spear, contained a chilling intent of judgment.

This spear intent ignored the Haotian Mirror's multiple defenses and the so-called majesty of the Heavenly Emperor. Like a red-hot steel needle, it pierced through the Haotian Mirror's proud protective divine light.

"Click—"

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The Haotian Mirror let out a mournful cry, and a faint crack appeared on its surface.

The Jade Emperor, whose mind was connected to the Jade Emperor's, was struck as if by lightning. He staggered backward, each step leaving a deep crater in the white jade ground. When he regained his footing, his face was flushed, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat. He had been injured in his internal organs by the force of that finger strike.

"Kun--Peng!!!"

Haotian gripped the precious mirror tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.

He never imagined that he, as the supreme ruler of the Three Realms, would be so humiliated from afar by a mere "monster"!

"Your Majesty, that Kunpeng is powerful, not only is its cultivation unfathomable, but it also wields a deadly weapon like the God-Slaying Spear—let's be patient for now."

Venus, who was standing nearby, was already trembling with fear and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Tolerate? I am the Heavenly Emperor! How can I endure such a humiliating disgrace?!"

Haotian flung Taibai Jinxing aside, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "I'm going to Zixiao Palace right now! I'll ask the Dao Ancestor to avenge me! I refuse to believe that Kunpeng can surpass the Heavenly Dao!"

Having said that, Haotian disregarded his injuries, rode a golden light, and headed straight for the Chaos Purple Cloud Palace three thousand three heavens away.

However, after he knelt outside Zixiao Palace for a long time, crying and recounting Kunpeng's various "evil deeds",

"That Kunpeng of the Northern Sea, bearing great merit and wielding the power of the Earthly Dao, is also a link in the cycle of destiny."

"From now on—just don't provoke him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle yet irresistible force lifted Haotian up and sent him out of the chaos.

Haotian stood in the void, his face blank, feeling a chill all over his body.

Even the Dao Ancestor—he made you endure it?

Even the Dao Ancestor tacitly acknowledged the Kunpeng's transcendent status.

"Who truly rules these Three Realms?"

Haotian returned to the Heavenly Court dejectedly. Looking at the group of immortals and gods who were either terrified or amused, he could only wave his hand helplessly.

"By imperial decree: From this day forward, all those under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court who encounter members of the Northern Underworld Demonic Cult must give way. No one is permitted to enter the territory of the Northern Underworld without authorization; violators will be executed!"

This decree completely declared the new Heavenly Court's total retreat in the face of the Northern Underworld forces.

From then on, although the Northern Darkness Demon Cult did not have the name of the Heavenly Court, it already possessed the aura of an uncrowned king ruling over half of the prehistoric world.

Time flies, and tens of thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

The flames of war on the primordial land have long since subsided. The human race has multiplied and thrived in Shouyang Mountain and various tribes. With the advantage of their innate Dao bodies and their terrifying reproductive power, their footprints have spread to every corner of the primordial land.

Although they still revered Kunpeng as their holy teacher and worshipped Nuwa as their holy mother, with the explosive growth of their population, the connections between tribes became increasingly loose, management became chaotic, and conflicts broke out frequently.

Humanity urgently needs a supreme ruler who can lead the entire nation and educate all its people!

This is the destiny of the human race to rise, with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors ruling the world!

On this day, the bells tolled loudly in the Chaos Nuwa Palace.

The goddess Nuwa sat regally on her cloud bed, with a demon-summoning banner and a map of mountains and rivers floating before her. She calculated with her fingers, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

"Brother, your time has come."

Beside her, a refined and approachable man dressed in a Taoist robe with the Bagua symbol slowly opened his eyes. He was none other than the former demon king Xi Huang, now residing in the Nuwa Palace to cultivate.

During the great war between the Lich King and the Demon King, although Fuxi did not die, he sacrificed his physical body to repay the karmic debts owed to the Demon King, leaving only his true spirit to remain.

"Humanity should prosper, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors should be established to stabilize the destiny. The first Sovereign shall be the Heavenly Sovereign, who shall preside over the Eight Trigrams, expound the secrets of heaven, and educate all people."

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Nuwa looked at Fuxi and solemnly said, "Brother, you are proficient in the Eight Trigrams and possess great virtue, making you perfectly suited for the position of Heavenly Emperor! If you can be reincarnated as a human and attain the Dao Fruit of the Heavenly Emperor, you can not only reshape your physical body but also borrow the fortune of the human race to attain the Dao of Quasi-Saint, and even—hopefully—the Primordial Chaos!"

Upon hearing this, Fuxi was also deeply moved.

However, he knew that the position of Emperor was no small matter, as it concerned the fate of the human race and was a tempting prize in the eyes of all the saints, and could not be decided by Nuwa alone.

"This matter—we still need to consult the sages, especially that human race's holy teacher," Fuxi said thoughtfully.

"Brother, rest assured, I will immediately summon all the sages to discuss the succession to the throne!"

Nuwa waved her hand lightly, and several streams of light containing the decrees of the sage flew to various parts of the prehistoric world in an instant.

Before long, the palace of Nuwa was filled with holy might.

Taiqing Laozi arrived riding an ox, Yuanshi Tianzun arrived in a chariot, Tongtian Jiaozhu arrived with a sword, and Jieyin and Zhunti appeared on a lotus.

The Five Saints Gather!

On the first seat on the left, a figure dressed in a black Taoist robe with a calm expression had appeared at some point.

It was none other than the Demon Ancestor Kunpeng!

Although he was not a saint, he held the title of Saint Teacher and, with his terrifying strength and merits, firmly established himself as an equal to the saints, even slightly surpassing them.

Fellow Daoists

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Nuwa didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "The reason I have summoned you all here today is for the great prosperity of the human race."

"Humanity should produce three sovereigns and five emperors to establish ethics and promote education. Who should be the first sovereign?"

After saying that, she glanced at Laozi and Kunpeng, intentionally or unintentionally.

Lao Tzu was the founder of the teachings of humanity, and Kunpeng was the holy teacher of the human race.

Without the approval of these two individuals, no one can secure the position of Emperor.

Laozi half-closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, showing little interest in the matter. Although one-tenth of his Humanist Cult's fortune had been taken by Kunpeng, he cultivated the Way of Non-Action. As long as the human race did not perish and the Humanist Cult did not fall, he did not care who became the Heavenly Emperor.

"The throne of the Emperor is related to the foundation of the human race, and should be chosen by someone with great merit, great wisdom, and a clean background."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke first, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on Nuwa. He said meaningfully, "Junior Sister Nuwa, your intention to recommend Fellow Daoist Fuxi for reincarnation—this matter—is perhaps open to discussion?"

"Although Fuxi possesses great talent, he was, after all, the Xihuang of the demon race, with countless Wu clan blood on his hands. Moreover, the karmic consequences of the demon race's slaughter of humans have not yet been settled. To expect humans to revere a demon emperor as the human emperor? That would hardly be convincing, would it?"

Although Yuanshi's words were harsh, they were the truth.

There is a deep-seated blood feud between humans and demons.

Nuwa's expression changed slightly, and she was about to retort when Zhunti interrupted with a chuckle, "Fellow Daoist Yuanshi is right. In my humble opinion, my Western Sect has a disciple named Maitreya, who is compassionate by nature, has a deep foundation, and is destined to be with the human race. Perhaps—"

"Shut up!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted coldly, interrupting Zhunti's delusional thoughts, "The barren lands of the West also want to covet the Eastern Emperor?"

dream!"

Seeing that the saints were unable to reach an agreement, the situation reached a stalemate.

Nuwa took a deep breath and turned her gaze to Kunpeng, who had been silent and leisurely sipping tea.

She knew that this was the crucial vote that would decide the outcome.

"Senior Brother Kunpeng."

Nuwa's tone was sincere, even pleading, "As the Holy Teacher of the human race, what are your thoughts on the selection of the Heavenly Emperor?"

All the saints' gazes instantly focused on Kunpeng.

Kunpeng put down his teacup, his gaze swept over everyone, and finally landed on Fuxi's slightly nervous spirit.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi is proficient in the Eight Trigrams, understands Yin and Yang, and comprehends the principles of Heaven. He is indeed the best candidate for Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa was overjoyed, while Yuanshi frowned.

"However," Kunpeng changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "Just as Fellow Daoist Yuanshi said, Fuxi was, after all, once the Demon Emperor, and the enmity between humans and demons is irreconcilable."

"If we want him to be successfully reincarnated and become the ruler of humanity, we must sever all karmic ties with the past!"

"Only by abandoning one's demon identity and reincarnating as a pure human spirit can one gain the approval of Heaven and the support of the human race!"

"also----"

Kunpeng stared intently at Nuwa: "The teacher of the Heavenly Emperor should come from my Northern Underworld Sect!"

"Only in this way can the power of my Holy Master's teachings be demonstrated, and the hearts of humanity be appeased!"

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