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

Chapter 88 Dragon Horse Carries the Map

On the banks of the Wei River, the autumn wind is bleak.

Fuxi sat cross-legged on a smooth, jade-like blue stone, polished by the river, his brows furrowed, gazing intently at the ceaselessly flowing river.

He has become the common ruler of the human race, and the tribes under his rule are thriving while the people live in peace.

However, as the human race expands its territory, human power ultimately appears insignificant in the face of the unpredictable nature of heaven and earth.

Gale-force winds and torrential rains can destroy houses, floods and wild beasts can devour lives, and lightning and fire can burn down homes.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs."

"Is there not a law governing this world, a profound principle that allows humankind to foresee disasters and avoid misfortune?"

Fuxi pondered deeply, deducing day and night, but it was as if he were still separated by a layer of mist, seeing mountains as not mountains and water as not water.

He knew that it was because his opportunity had not yet arrived, and also because the human race's foundation was not yet sufficient.

Beiming, Kunpeng Palace.

Kunpeng, who was meditating on the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos with his eyes closed, suddenly sensed something, opened his eyes, and cast his light towards the distant Wei River.

滨。

"The time has come. Fuxi should comprehend the Eight Trigrams and attain the Dao fruit of the Heavenly Emperor."

Kunpeng smiled faintly and made a hand seal.

"Go forth, the River Chart and the Luo River Writing."

With a wave of his sleeve, the Hetu Luoshu, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that he had been nurturing in his sleeve since he seized it during the Lich War, transformed into two streams of light and flew out of the Northern Sea.

"Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise."

"Disciple is here!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

When the imperial decree was issued, both the East Sea Dragon Palace and the Northern Underworld Side Hall trembled simultaneously.

"You all must hurry to the Wei River and assist the Human Emperor in attaining enlightenment!"

On the banks of the Wei River, the once calm surface of the river suddenly surged with towering waves.

Fuxi, who was deep in thought, was awakened by the commotion and got up to look.

Amidst the surging waves, a resounding dragon's roar echoed through the sky.

A magnificent and extraordinary beast emerged from the water. It had a dragon's head and a horse's body, its body covered in scales, its feet treading on auspicious clouds, and its body was surrounded by rich water elemental energy.

It is the auspicious dragon beast of the dragon race, the Dragon Horse!

On the broad back of that dragon-horse, a scroll radiating mysterious starlight was prominently displayed, with black and white dots arranged on it, subtly corresponding to the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

This is the Hetu!

Immediately following was another muffled growl.

A colossal, dark-colored tortoise, as large as a small mountain, slowly emerged from the water. Its limbs were as thick as pillars, and its shell was ancient and weathered, each line seemingly containing the weight of the earth and the vicissitudes of time.

The divine tortoise carried another scroll on its back, on which crisscrossing lines outlined the shapes of mountains and rivers, mysterious and unfathomable.

This is the Luoshu!

A dragon-horse carries a map, and a divine tortoise presents a book!

This extraordinary phenomenon instantly alarmed the entire prehistoric world.

Although Fuxi did not know the origin of these two treasures, the innate Bagua essence within his body resonated with an unprecedented intensity at this moment.

"This is... a godsend?!"

Fuxi was so excited that he trembled all over and quickly stepped forward.

The dragon-horse and the divine tortoise were extremely intelligent. When they saw Fuxi approaching, they both lowered their heads and presented the Hetu and Luoshu on their backs to Fuxi.

Fuxi accepted the two treasures with trembling hands.

The moment he made contact, a vast and all-encompassing power of cosmic deduction surged into his consciousness like a sudden enlightenment.

Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, Stars, Mountains and Rivers —

Countless profound truths of the universe flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and the fog that had been troubling him vanished without a trace under the force of this power!

"I see—I see!"

"Qian represents Heaven, Kun represents Earth, Zhen represents Thunder, Xun represents Wind, Kan represents Water, Li represents Fire, Gen represents Mountain, and Dui represents Lake!"

"Heaven and earth are positioned, mountains and lakes communicate, thunder and wind interact, water and fire do not clash, and the eight trigrams are intertwined!"

An unprecedented light of wisdom erupted from Fuxi's eyes.

He disregarded everything else and immediately sat cross-legged on the bluestone, placing the Hetu Luoshu on his lap. His mind was completely immersed in the endless deductions, and he entered a deep state of enlightenment.

However, at the crucial moment when Fuxi attained enlightenment.

"The Hetu and Luoshu? They're actually the Hetu and Luoshu, the lost treasures of the demon race!"

In the Western Paradise, the sage Zhunti suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief and ecstasy.

During the final battle between the Lich King and the Demon King, Kunpeng acted too quickly and took away these two treasures, leading all the saints to believe that these treasures had been buried with Emperor Jun.

Unexpectedly, he has reappeared in the world today to fulfill Fuxi's wishes!

"This treasure is a divine artifact for deducing celestial secrets, and it has a special connection with the West!"

"If we can obtain it, the fortunes of our Western religion will surely flourish, and we may even be able to foresee a period of great prosperity!"

Zhunti was tempted.

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He knew this was Fuxi's treasure for achieving enlightenment, but he also knew that Fuxi was still comprehending the Dao and had not yet fully refined it.

This is the opportunity!

"As long as I'm quick enough, I can grab it and run; even the Kunpeng won't be able to come to my rescue!"

"At worst, we can make amends for the karmic consequences later. For such a priceless treasure, it's all worth it!"

A sage's thought can travel ten thousand miles in an instant.

A beam of seven-colored divine light suddenly split open in the sky above the Wei River.

A giant golden Buddha's hand, carrying the grand chant of "Lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot," ignored the obstruction of the dragon horse and the divine tortoise and went straight for Fuxi, who was in the process of enlightenment, to grab the Hetu Luoshu in his hand!

"How dare you!"

The dragon-horse and divine tortoise that guarded the Dharma roared in anger, trying to stop it, but were instantly frozen in place by the saint's oppressive aura, unable to move.

It looked like the Buddha's hand was about to touch the treasure.

"Zhunti! You've overstepped your bounds!"

A chilling, bone-piercing roar, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, exploded in Zhunti's ears like a thunderclap.

"boom-!!!"

The void along the Wei River shattered instantly.

A long spear, entirely purple-gold and exuding an aura of supreme judgment and destruction, pierced the sky without any frills, and with an unstoppable momentum, it stabbed fiercely into the palm of that golden Buddha's hand!

The judgment is the slaying gun!

"Pfft"

Golden holy blood splattered and splashed onto the Wei River, instantly turning the entire river golden.

Zhunti let out a muffled groan as the massive Buddha hand that blotted out the sky was pierced through by the spear. Then, under the erosion of the Law of Destruction, it disintegrated inch by inch, turning into golden light that dissipated into the sky.

"Kunpeng!!!"

Zhunti withdrew his injured hand, his face turning extremely grim as he looked at the deep, bone-revealing gunshot wound on his palm, which was constantly threatening to destroy the healing process.

He hadn't expected Kunpeng to arrive so quickly and act so ruthlessly!

"What? You didn't get enough seats when you were fighting for them in Zixiao Palace back then, and now you want to snatch even the Human Emperor's treasure for proving his Dao?"

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Within the void rift, Kunpeng, in his true form, wielding the God-Slaying Spear, took a step forward and stood in front of Fuxi.

The golden wheel of merit spun behind his head, firmly protecting Fuxi. His eyes were disdainful, as if looking at a shameless thief: "Zhunti, has your Western Sect gone mad with poverty?"

"To resort to such despicable tactics, aren't you afraid of disgracing the saints?"

"You—" Zhunti's face turned red, speechless after being rebuked.

He intended to use his status as a saint to forcibly seize it, but he didn't expect to run into a brick wall.

"Since you don't care about saving face, then I won't hold back either!"

A murderous glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and the God-Slaying Spear in his hand trembled once more.

"Thirty-six Heavens, suppress!"

"One shot, and your limbs will be severed!"

He not only wanted to defend himself, but also wanted to take this opportunity to teach this ungrateful saint a lesson he would never forget!

The illusory images of the thirty-six worlds suddenly descended, blocking Zhunti's escape route.

That spear, imbued with an unwavering determination to kill, pierced straight towards Zhunti's brow and dantian!

"madman!"

Zhunti was terrified, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the spear tip that could sever a saint's position, and dared not have the slightest greed.

"Seven Treasures Tree, whoosh!"

He hastily summoned his supreme treasure, which unleashed a chaotic burst of seven-colored light, barely managing to block the spear's edge. Then, using the recoil, he tore through the void in a sorry state and fled back to the Western Paradise.