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

Chapter 212 Everyone's Thoughts, The Great Battle

Throughout the long river of time, the contest between Donghua and Nuwa continued. First, they competed in supernatural powers, and then in the Great Dao. They wielded the three thousand Great Daos with ease and frequently unleashed various Great Daos.

The battle between the two stirred up the river of time, affecting the past, present, and future.

Some Grand Luo Golden Immortals who cultivated in the River of Time were unaware of what had happened and were already thrown out of the River of Time. When they tried to enter again, they could not get back in no matter what they did.

Some quasi-saints fared slightly better, at least managing to hold on and not being directly knocked out by the impact, but they still suffered greatly.

The aftershocks of their battle disrupted the flow of time, and one could easily be submerged in it, finding no anchor point for return.

In a certain place along the long river, the Three Pure Ones gathered together. They had entered the long river to watch the battle between Nuwa and Donghua from the very beginning.

If we're talking about who in the primordial world most wanted to know the strength of Donghua and Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones would definitely be number one.

"Elder brother, such power is beyond human capabilities; I am no match for it. Even with the aid of the supreme treasure, I cannot sustain it for long!"

The Primordial One, standing to the side, had lost his previous arrogance and appeared rather indifferent and forlorn. However, this was understandable, given the vast difference between a Quasi-Saint and a Primordial One.

Although Donghua and Nuwa did not attain the Primordial Chaos Realm, their strength was not much different, and they might even become stronger with the help of supreme treasures.

Taishang did not answer Yuanshi's question, his eyes fixed on the battle in the arena, his face expressionless.

However, judging from the strength with which he gripped the whisk, he was clearly not at peace. After all, Taishang was only at the peak of Quasi-Saint, and even if he severed all three corpses, he could not change the gap in strength.

Tongtian, standing to the side, remained silent, merely savoring the battle unfolding in the long river, attempting to glean some insight from it.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the river of time, Jieyin and Zhunti were also watching this battle.

"Senior brother, perhaps you are right. It might have been a mistake for us to ally with Donghua. He is too strong now, and we have no means of countering him."

The guide sat regally on a golden lotus, the lotus platform radiating boundless light that illuminated the long river and shielded it from the aftershocks of the battle.

"Junior brother, we must look at things from two sides. Since things have come to this, perhaps the stronger our allies are, the more beneficial it will be for us. At least the West has a good chance of prospering, which is something Donghua has agreed to."

After listening, Zhunti pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:

"What you say makes sense, senior brother. I was being too attached to appearances. Originally there was nothing, so where could dust settle? Since our Western Paradise is already the worst, what is there to worry about?"

"Senior brother, I have a suggestion. After this battle, we in the West should declare that we are subordinate to the Purple Mansion. The Western lands will also be under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Hua. What do you think, senior brother?"

Jieyin thought for a moment, as if he understood something, and a light shone in his eyes.

"Junior brother's move is brilliant. We in the West are also part of the Primordial World. We should rationally follow the leadership of the Purple Mansion, after all, the Heavenly Emperor is the Heavenly Emperor of the Primordial World."

"Since we promised to help Donghua ascend the throne, it is only right that we do so!"

The two exchanged a knowing smile, understanding each other without a word, and then began to watch the battle.

……

On the Wu tribe's side, all ten ancestral witches were in the long river, watching the entire battle between Nuwa and Donghua. Every one of them had a bitter expression on their face, even Dijiang was no exception.

Both Nuwa and Donghua can be considered their enemies: one is a demon empress and the Heavenly Empress Nuwa, and the other is the master of the Purple Palace.

The strength displayed by the two filled them with a sense of despair.

"Brother, do you think we can still win?" Zhu Jiuyin didn't say it outright, but secretly asked Di Jiang through telepathy, because he was afraid that if he asked, the morale of the Wu tribe would collapse.

"Second brother, we have no choice. The pride of the Wu clan does not allow us to submit to anyone. Donghua is not an option, Hunyuan is not an option, and even the Sage is not an option."

Dijiang's eyes remained calm and composed, as if he were not talking about himself or the Wu tribe.

After hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin shook his head and said dejectedly, "The pride of the Witch Clan? Perhaps they no longer have any pride!"

"In the battle of Buxian Mountain, Donghua did not even have to lift a finger; he defeated us completely with the help of his subordinates alone."

"Anyway, I was defeated by the Queen Mother of the West, and I accept it wholeheartedly. The gap between us will only widen. She must be nearing her peak soon. The Heavenly Tribulation Path is truly powerful!"

After Zhu Jiuyin finished speaking, he unconsciously touched his chest, where he had once been pierced by the nine beams of light from the Queen Mother of the West. Although the injury had healed, the pain was still unforgettable for Zhu Jiuyin.

Dijiang looked at Zhujiuyin in shock and said incredulously, "Second brother, how could you think that? We still have the Great Heavenly Formation. As long as this formation exists, who can defeat the Wu Clan? Who can annihilate the Wu Clan!"

"Besides, we still have the Netherworld, so why are you so discouraged?"

Zhu Jiuyin sighed and said helplessly, "Perhaps, but I'm really a bit tired. I'm full of confidence in the battle against the demon race, but I really have no confidence in the current Purple Mansion and Donghua."

"Just consider this a case of me being terrified of the Queen Mother of the West!"

Seeing Zhu Jiuyin's attitude, Dijiang could say nothing more. Although they were brothers, like the Three Pure Ones, each of them was independent and had their own thoughts and will. How could he impose his will on others?

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In a certain place along the long river, Donghuang Taiyi and Bai Ze stood beneath the Chaos Bell, watching the battle.

"Your Majesty, may we invite Nuwa back to the Heavenly Court? As long as Nuwa is here, we can conquer the world once again."

The battle between the two stirred up different thoughts in Bai Ze; he both feared and craved this power.

Taiyi didn't say anything, just smiled gently, as if everything was contained in that smile.

In fact, both of them knew that this was impossible. Nuwa chose to leave when the Heavenly Court was at its peak, and now that the Heavenly Court is declining, how could she possibly return?

Moreover, if Nuwa returns, there is another matter that must be considered: who is in charge of the Heavenly Court? Should they listen to Taiyi or Nuwa?

When Nuwa and Fuxi were in the Heavenly Court, Dijun and Taiyi had the power to suppress them. But if they were to return now, what would Taiyi use to fight against Nuwa?

Therefore, this is simply impossible.

"How is the campaign to suppress the rebel races going?" Taiyi asked, not paying attention to the battle in the arena. Instead, he inquired about matters concerning the Heavenly Court.

Bai Ze thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, it's almost time. Many of the rebel tribes didn't expect us to come to their door. Our army has already surrounded them and annihilated them all."

"Through this battle, we have produced several more Quasi-Saints, but the Heavenly Court's fortune has run out and it has now entered a period of emptiness, with the accumulation of countless eons completely exhausted."

Taiyi nodded in approval after hearing this and praised, "Not bad, very good. You did a great job. Resources are nothing; we can earn more if we lose them."

"Don't be afraid of Donghua, leave him to me, I can handle him."

Taiyi's gaze was inexplicable as he looked at Nuwa and Donghua fighting in the long river. He showed no fear, but rather a powerful fighting spirit, with a madness in his eyes.

Although Bai Ze didn't see this scene, he felt a terrifying aura permeating the air. His eyes involuntarily turned to Taiyi, but he saw nothing.

In the long river, the battle between Donghua and Nuwa entered its final decisive battle.

Behind Donghua, the Six Paths Divine Wheel manifested. With a punch, endless power of reincarnation evolved, giving birth to all things and causing life and death to vanish.

Nuwa did the same; with a single slash, she also entered the cycle of reincarnation. However, unlike Donghua, Nuwa's cycle of reincarnation only involved life and death.

A sword and a fist clashed in the river of time and space, and this time, the power of their respective Great Daos instantly determined the victor.

Donghua's Wheel of Reincarnation instantly shattered and suppressed Nuwa's power of reincarnation, and then continued to suppress and kill.

Nuwa frowned. She really hadn't expected that Donghua's path of reincarnation was so terrifying, or rather, that Donghua was so proficient in the path of reincarnation.

A beam of light of creation was unleashed, shattering Donghua's Wheel of Reincarnation.

The two stopped in the river of time and space, neither of them in a hurry to make a move, because at this point, it was the final battle of the Great Dao.

It is also a contest between the Imperial Way and the Great Way of Creation!

Nuwa has the Qiankun Cauldron on her head, stands on the Mountain and River Map, and a spiritual lamp behind her illuminates the heavens. She holds a red embroidered knife in her right hand and the Nuwa Stone in her left.

A human-bodied, snake-tailed Dharma image appeared behind him, and an ancient and majestic power began to gather, causing half of the river of time and space to tremble and be filled with the light of creation.

Donghua also went all out, and the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth appeared. The Three Thousand Great Daos transformed into Three Thousand Divine Wheels, standing on the Dharma Image, as if the Great Daos would last forever, suppressing everything. Those who saw it all felt an urge to bow down and worship.

He stood on a twelve-petaled pure white lotus, his dragon-headed golden staff transformed into a golden dragon that coiled around him, and the Kongtong Seal transformed into a jade crown that landed on his head.

The Heavenly Emperor Sword appeared in his hand for the first time, and it was also the first time it was revealed in the primordial world. The power of the Emperor's Way permeated it, and the power of the supreme treasure made the river of time and space tremble, as if it were about to collapse.

The power of the Purple Mansion within his body circulated wildly, and the power of the 108 Heavens pierced through the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

"Sword One!"

A sword beam slashed out, piercing through a river of billions of miles, splitting the river of time and space in two: the past was no longer visible, the present no longer existed, and the future was nothingness.

It can be said that a single sword strike can cleave the primordial chaos!

At this moment, Nuwa launched her attack. With a single slash, the power of creation spread out, then swept across the long river, where the Great Dao evolved, endlessly regenerating.

"boom!"

With a deafening collision, the river of time surged with towering waves, and people finally saw the bottom of the river of time, where primordial chaos reigned!

Donghua did not stop, and unleashed two more sword strikes, one a demonic sword and the other a divine sword.

Two sword beams shot straight towards Nuwa!

Nuwa remained calm and composed. The Qiankun Cauldron emitted the two energies of Qiankun, and the Precious Lotus Lantern illuminated the heavens. Two blades were also unleashed.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the river of time was completely thrown into chaos, as if the heavens and earth had collapsed.

Donghua and Nuwa simultaneously offered up the Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus and the Qiankun Cauldron, throwing them into the long river to suppress the power of time and space.

Then, they charged forward and launched their final attack!

The three paths of immortality, godhood, and demonhood in Donghua merged and were empowered on the Heavenly Emperor Sword. The Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image returned to his body, and the Heavenly Emperor's True Body operated wildly.

A terrifying sword aura was brewing within the Heavenly Emperor Sword!

Nuwa on the other side did the same, channeling all her power into the red embroidered knife.

The two charged at each other, two beams of light piercing through the river, finally unleashing their final strike when they were only three feet apart!

The Heavenly Emperor Sword and the Crimson Embroidered Blade clashed together!

The clash of the Great Dao's power, like the sound of gears turning, emanated an ancient and majestic force throughout the long river.

The long river, which had been suppressed by the Pure World White Lotus and the Qiankun Cauldron, trembled again, instantly stirring up boundless waves.

"Break it!"

Donghua roared, and all his power converged and was transmitted through the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

With a single sword strike, the crimson embroidered knife was sent flying, and Nuwa's divine will was shattered into pieces and dissipated into the river of time!

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P.S.: I was quite busy on Monday, so I'm a little late. Sorry.

You can check the author's words; there's an explanation there.

The facts are clear: Nuwa is about to attain enlightenment. Whether it's the development of this book or the progress of the prehistoric novel, Nuwa has indeed reached the point of attaining sainthood. Don't you agree?

That's why Donghua went to stop the negotiations. You say it's dragging on, but how long has Donghua been at his current level? Does he really think he can fight against Dutian and Zhoutian with his peak Quasi-Saint strength? It's unrealistic for me to write it like that, right?

Because when the final battle truly arrives, it will be a fight to the death. What if the Twelve Ancestral Witches self-destruct, perishing together with the enemy? And don't forget about the Demon Clan. What if Taiyi, wielding the Chaos Bell, self-destructs?

I wrote this after careful consideration; I didn't write it carelessly or ramble on.

That's all for today. I'm really tired.

(End of this chapter)