Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 143 Nuwa Creates the World, Houtu Wounds Heaven and Earth

Continuing from last time!

Jieyin sighed. Seeing that the two sides could not reach an agreement, he stopped talking and swung the Pure Bamboo in his hand, aiming straight at Houtu. More than three thousand incarnations around him manifested the Western Great Law, unleashing various supernatural powers to attack at the same time.

On the other side, Houtu stood on the earth, and endless turbid earth energy gathered around her. The laws of the earth evolved into the power of rules, forming chains that surrounded her body.

Behind him, another vast, illusory world appeared, which was the Netherworld.

Houtu drew back her longbow, her Daoist aura flowing, and endless Netherworld energy coalesced into an arrow which she shot out.

The Ancestral Witch Qiangliang stood in the sky, surrounded by a myriad of thunderbolts. He waved his fists in the air, driving thunder and lightning, drawing thunderbolts from all directions. The thunderbolts transformed into two lightning snakes, coiling around his arms.

A punch is thrown out, followed by an attack from the side!

On the other side, the Ancestral Witch Ru Shou revealed her true form: a human-faced tiger with golden scales and wings on her shoulders.

The Golden Path, when taken to its extreme, transformed into two dragons and two snakes, also heading towards Jieyin to kill.

These two supported Houtu in distracting Jieyin, and surprisingly, this method was quite effective. For a time, they held back many of Jieyin's incarnations and even directly disrupted Jieyin's own attack.

Houtu and Jieyin are both at the late stage of Quasi-Saint, and their strength is evenly matched. However, with the help of the two Ancestral Witches, the fight is much easier.

The three of them immediately started fighting!

As the battle intensified, some of the incarnations around Jieyin were overwhelmed and reduced to dust in the aftershocks of the battle.

Sometimes, drops of immortal blood fall from the sky, and sometimes the true blood of ancestral witches is scattered across the sky.

The battle instantly intensified!

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Above the vast East China Sea, the three islands of Penglai stand alone, arranged in the three directions of Heaven, Earth, and Man, surrounding each other.

The power of the three elements gathers the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, even attracting the raging chaotic energy from beyond the heavens, which is then quickly transformed into innate spiritual energy.

It is surrounded by thousands of islands.

Daiyu Island and Yuanqiao Island float above the East China Sea, like two separate worlds standing independently in the sky.

Meanwhile, Donghua, along with the emperors of the Purple Mansion, was witnessing Nuwa's miraculous creation.

"Taihua, you cultivate the Great Dao of Creation. Learn more from Fellow Daoist Nuwa. If you can learn something from this World of Creation, it will be enough for you to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm."

"Yes, brother!" Taihua replied.

At this moment, Nuwa floated above the sky, with the Great Dao of Creation forming a divine wheel behind her.

At a certain moment, Nuwa finally made her move, summoning the magical treasure Qiankun Cauldron. The Qiankun Cauldron gradually grew larger in the sky, resembling a black hole, and began to absorb all the evil energy, malevolent energy, death energy, and sparse spiritual energy on the island.

"The universe, in its creation, is a unified whole!"

The True Fire of Creation emerged, and malevolent energy, ferocity, death energy, and spiritual energy began to be refined within the Qiankun Cauldron.

The Qiankun Cauldron can return the acquired to the innate, which refers not only to spiritual treasures, but also to all the gases in the world.

This is what is meant by "no matter how many transformations you undergo, once you enter my cauldron, you can only become innate spiritual energy."

At this moment, Yuanqiao Island has become a completely spiritless place. Donghua is very familiar with this feeling because this is how Earth will be in the future.

After eighty-one days, the Qiankun Cauldron trembled, and the spiritual energy was completely refined.

But at this moment, the creation of the world has only just begun!

Nuwa then unleashed the Map of Mountains and Rivers, in which mountains and rivers flowed, and countless strange and ferocious beasts lived in the world.

As the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" unfolds, it begins to resonate with Yuanqiao Island from afar.

Nuwa spread her arms and transformed into her true form, with a human body and a snake tail, holding a red embroidered ball that resembled a blazing sun.

Then the red embroidered ball transformed into a red embroidered knife, which Nuwa slashed three times. The three slashes carried immense power and landed on Yuanqiao Island, accompanied by a muffled sound.

"boom!"

Yuanqiao Island was torn apart into countless fragments, yet it was captured by the landscape map in the sky and could not be scattered.

As the island cracked, it was surrounded by earth, water, fire, and wind.

Nuwa pointed a single finger, manipulating creation, and the world instantly changed. Countless fragments gathered together again, and a world slowly took shape.

Once the world has taken its final form, it will be a void, and at that point it can only be described as a space.

Nuwa's red embroidered knife transformed into a red embroidered ball once more, landing on the world and releasing boundless light, instantly stabilizing the earth, water, fire, and wind.

Nuwa then used her creative powers once again, and the divine power of the Great Dao manifested, with mountains, rivers, plants, flowers, and fruits appearing one by one.

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As Nuwa unleashed her power of creation, a world truly took shape. Then, she summoned the Qiankun Cauldron, from which primordial spiritual energy flowed forth, instantly bringing the entire world to life.

Nuwa then used her great divine powers once again to connect this newly created world with the primordial wilderness, drawing it up to the heavens and down to the eastern sea. With this, the creation of the world truly came to an end.

"This realm is called the Nuwa Realm!"

Then Nuwa casually pointed a few dots, and countless palaces immediately formed.

In the center are two large palaces, one called the Nuwa Palace and the other the Xihuang Palace.

As the world was completed, clouds moved in the heavens, and a mass of profound merit formed, which then fell. Nuwa casually offered up a red embroidered ball to absorb all the merit.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on your great progress in strength and your achievements that are worthy of creation." After Nuwa descended from the sky, Donghua and the others offered their blessings.

Nuwa smiled slightly, her heart filled with joy. She was in excellent condition, showing no signs of fatigue despite having created a world; on the contrary, she was even more energetic.

"It's too early to say that my strength has greatly improved. However, I have gained some new insights from nothing to something. I will be going into seclusion again. Please forgive me if I have not been hospitable enough."

After Nuwa finished speaking, she flew away without a care and landed in the Nuwa Palace. Then, a flash of light completely sealed the palace gates.

Fuxi chuckled awkwardly a few times, but seemed to be used to it. He then led everyone to the Xihuang Palace, where they began to chat idly.

As the group was chatting, Donghua suddenly sensed something, as if something had disappeared, and then he quickly began to deduce its meaning.

Everyone inside the hall was puzzled, wondering what had happened.

Fuxi also conducted some divination and found that there was nothing of great importance concerning himself.

A Bagua symbol appeared around Donghua, its Daoist energy flowing. Following that faint feeling, he discovered that his karmic connection with the West had been severed.

Feeling quite puzzled, he deduced the West again, only to find that the West was filled with a vast aura of killing and chaos, and that Mount Ling was a world of ice and fire.

"Haotian, use your Haotian Mirror to check the Western Spirit Mountain. Something big must have happened there."

Haotian was puzzled and tried to use the Haotian Mirror to examine the Western Spirit Mountain, but he was blocked by beams of light and could not see anything clearly.

Then, everyone worked together to activate the Haotian Mirror. After they could see the scene in the mirror clearly, Fuxi asked in confusion, "Why would the Wu Clan attack Mount Ling? Could it be for the Primordial Purple Qi?"

"It should be pretty close to the truth. If it weren't for the Primordial Purple Qi, they wouldn't have had a conflict with Jieyin and Zhunti," Donghua said after thinking for a moment.

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed, believing that the Wu Clan was after the Primordial Purple Qi.

Everyone else thought it was nothing, but Haotian alone still couldn't believe what he was seeing and asked in confusion:

"Jieyin and Zhunti are Master's disciples. How dare the Wu tribe? Aren't they afraid of Master unleashing his divine might?"

The scene that unfolded on Mount Ling deeply shocked Haotian. As a former attendant of Hongjun, he naturally knew that his master was a fiercely protective person.

Donghua smiled and said, "Although they are our teacher's disciples, the Dao Ancestor has now merged with the Dao. He is not only our teacher, but also a part of the Heavenly Dao. He will not easily take sides."

"However, I think the Witch Clan miscalculated this time. The Primordial Purple Qi is not so easy to obtain, and the master will not just stand by and watch his disciple die."

At this point, Donghua paused, looked at the fight in the mirror, smiled mysteriously, and then said again, "Moreover, these two fellow Daoists from the West are not simple. Whether the Twelve Ancestral Witches can defeat them is another matter."

"The Great Dream of the Three Thousand is truly extraordinary, with boundless potential. If he can cultivate to become a Quasi-Saint in the future, he should be able to become the number one in the world at this level."

Everyone in the hall nodded in agreement. The Great Dream of Three Thousand, cast by the Mirror Guide, was truly terrifying, with two corpses of good and evil and three thousand incarnations.

If it were someone of the same cultivation level, they might not necessarily win. Fortunately, there were twelve Ancestral Witches, otherwise there would really be no chance of a fight.

Fuxi said, "I didn't expect Jieyin to have such strength, but Zhunti's strength is by no means weak either. This move of reversing cause and effect is both strange and terrifying!"

At this moment, Zhunti on Mount Ling waved the Seven Treasures Tree, brushing away the bubbles in the River of Cause and Effect. Several figures appeared around him, including Dijun, Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and even the Ancestral Witch Houtu, all of whom were Quasi-Saints.

The phantom figures unleashed attacks, hurtling towards the various Ancestral Witches.

Dijiang and the others were not to be outdone. The Pangu of fortune behind them slowly rose into the air, and then they threw a punch.

This punch unleashed the full power of the Emperor's Way, instantly neutralizing the attacks of several illusory figures and heading straight for Zhunti's true form.

Meanwhile, the other two Ancestral Witches also attacked simultaneously, their power of the Great Dao rules pressing down on Zhunti.

"collapse!"

Endless light flashed, and the shockwaves from the collision stretched on and on. Several mountains surrounding Mount Ling were instantly reduced to dust and vanished into the world. And this was merely the aftershock of the collision.

At this moment, the figures of the people in the arena also came into view.

The aura of Pangu behind Dijiang has dissipated, and he seems to have suffered no major injuries.

Zhu Rong's true form is covered with various injuries, including the true solar fire of Di Jun and Tai Yi, and the earth element of Zhen Yuan Zi, among others.

The most pitiful one was the Ancestral Witch Tianwu, who originally had eight human faces, but one of them was shattered by the phantom of Houtu. He was truly pitiful and tragic.

Having been beaten so badly by her own people, Houtu herself must be kicking herself now.

On the other side, Zhunti knelt on Mount Ling, his face pale. His golden body behind him was shattered, and his necklace, parasol, flower jar, and fish intestines were broken.

Even the twenty-four arms on the golden body were broken, eight of them, and golden immortal blood dripped onto Mount Ling.

How utterly miserable!

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P.S.: Here are two chapters, each over 6,000 words. I don't know if there will be a third chapter. I'm still revising it. Brothers, please give me some monthly votes.

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