Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Chapter 97 The Three are Restricted, the Network is Integrated

Nuwa was dressed in a magnificent and elegant manner, her beautiful face seemed to contain infinite creation, her eyes shimmered with a mysterious pale green light, and a strange phantom was faintly visible behind her.

It was a being dressed in plain gauze, with skin as white as withered rock and cracks on its face. Its lower body was covered with snake tail scales made of solidified, resentful, dark, five-colored stone pieces, each of which seemed to have a distorted face.

His body was filled with a distorted and turbid power of creation, shrouded in a deathly and murky aura. Beneath his skin lay an endless void that devoured all things, permeated with an aura of hunger.

Nuwa's sudden appearance immediately drew everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were filled with shock, as they hadn't expected that even she would be alarmed.

Nuwa's indifferent voice rang out, "Ancestor Hongjun, Fellow Daoist Zhunti should indeed not interfere, but Houtu also has a near-saintly status and should not interfere in this matter either."

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"Let the founder of this divine path deal with the calamities he deserves; that is in accordance with the way of Heaven."

"Instead of relying on the hands of a near-saint to get through this disaster."

Houtu looked at Nuwa, her eyes darkening. "I am not a saint, but a perfect being. This is my sacred place. Why can't I interfere?"

Nuwa smiled coldly, "Reincarnation is the core of the operation of heaven and earth, and the most important task is to supervise the circulation of the souls of heaven and earth."

"Even if this is your Daoist temple, as a perfect being who controls the cycle of heaven and earth, you should act in accordance with the will of heaven, rather than interfering in the great calamity of the divine path and using the power of the order of heaven and earth to help others overcome their tribulations. This is to defy the operation of the heavenly way."

"Injustice to Heaven and Earth, to all living beings! How dare you presume to govern reincarnation!"

Houtu sneered inwardly upon hearing this. These guys devour the luck and essence of the human race, yet they have the nerve to say that all living beings in the world are fair.

But she couldn't say it. To say it would be to slap the saint in the face in public. No one could tear off the fig leaf on the surface. Since she was weaker than him, speaking her mind would only bring threats.

Houtu could only force herself to say, "When you helped your brother attain the Heavenly Emperor's Dao and plundered the Father God's remaining fortune back then, you didn't say that."

Nuwa's eyes narrowed, a murderous glint flashing within them, creating a tense atmosphere.

Hongjun Laozu slightly raised his hand, "Alright, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Houtu are not allowed to interfere in this great calamity of the divine path of vows."

Whether they can get through it or not depends on their own abilities.

When Hongjun Laozu spoke, everyone fell silent. Houtu was furious but helpless.

If you are weaker than others, and you insist on being strong, you will only face death, just like in ancient times.

Nuwa gave a cold smile. "I will obey the Ancestor's decree!"

The Daoist Zhunti clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, saying, "I obey the decree of the Ancestor!"

Houtu took a deep breath and nodded slightly, "As you command!"

The next instant, Hongjun Laozu raised his hand and waved it, and the whole world seemed to be released from its shackles.

Zhunti, Nuwa, and Houtu disappeared into the void, and the battlefield instantly came to life.

The Styx Daoist led the two corpses, one good and one evil, directly towards the Twelve Yuan Chen Heavenly Array.

The Taoist Ran Deng's face was also contorted with rage, and the three treasures fell again.

Xuan Yuan Daoist's eyes flickered, as if he had also seen an opportunity. He raised his hand and pointed, and the Northern Darkness Pearl surged down.

In the sky, twelve terrifying seas of lightning spewed out from the enormous eye of the Heavenly Dao of the Thunder Tribulation, crushing down upon the twelve heavens.

At that moment, the Twelve Yuan Chen Witch Gods also made their final response.

Everything Houtu saw had already entered his mind, and Hongjun's personal descent was somewhat unexpected.

Fortunately, his preparations were strong enough, and all the merits collected from the ocean of vows of salvation rushed into the Twelve Devas at that moment.

It even surged into the cyclical authority of the underworld, spreading like a torrent along the power of the cyclical authority.

Suddenly, countless networks spread across the surface of the Twelve Heavens, connecting to every corner of the Underworld.

The Twelve Heavens and the Underworld were completely bound together and thoroughly integrated into that enormous cycle.

Countless attacks landed on the array formed by the operation of the Twelve Heavenly Branches, but at this moment all the attacks spread out along the network of merit and cyclical authority.

The entire underworld was violently shaken, and the entire Three Realms were shaken, with countless cracks appearing in various places.

An overwhelming karmic force arose out of nowhere and silently descended upon all the attackers.

The expression on the Styx Daoist's face suddenly changed, and countless Asuras also looked terrified. The Xuan Yuan Daoist and the Randeng Daoist also had grim expressions.

Karmic entanglements are the last thing they want to touch; their true spirits are being secretly polluted.

The Lord of the Netherworld, a benevolent corpse, exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! These Twelve Heavens have merged with the Underworld and become part of it!"

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"Attacks on the heavens are tantamount to destroying the underworld, bringing boundless karmic burdens, and may even lead to the decline of one's cultivation, death, and the dissipation of one's spiritual power."

Everyone stopped, staring at the Twelve Heavenly Kings, which shone like twelve dark golden suns. They were unwilling to leave, yet dared not make a move.

At this moment, twelve brilliant divine lights rose from the Twelve Heavens, which were the auras of the Twelve Zodiac Gods.

Countless merits arose out of thin air and converged from all four directions toward the Twelve Devas, with the power of vows and divine merits descending in full force.

Seeing this, Daoist Styx exhaled a deep breath, finally understanding the source of his destiny.

The Blood Sea Daoist could have devoured the twelve Wish Power Gods that appeared, replaced them as the founder of the Wish Power God Path, condensed countless Wish Power merits, and eventually had a chance to sever his own self.

Now that the opponent has attained enlightenment, the aura of a fifth-grade true god soars into the sky and merges with the twelve heavens, it is simply impossible to kill them.

With regret in his eyes, Daoist Styx decisively gave the order, "Go!"

In the next instant, countless Asuras soared into the sky, merging into the sea of ​​blood and retreating into the distant depths of the sea of ​​blood.

The eyes of the Taoist Ran Deng were filled with sorrow, regret, and resentment. He took a deep look in the direction of the Twelve Heavens, took a step, and disappeared.

Xuan Yuan Daoist retrieved the precious pearl and vanished in a flash; he did not linger.

All eyes in the void turned away; the die was cast, and no one could change it.

The sky above the underworld became clear, and the entire underworld became more complete. One-tenth of the ocean of karma receded, bringing about tremendous changes.

Twelve moon projections appeared in the sky, emanating from the Twelve Heavens. They radiated a dark golden light, illuminating the eternal darkness of the underworld.

In the city of the dead scattered throughout the underworld, the lonely ghosts looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the resentment and unwillingness in their hearts seemed to dissipate a lot.

Outside Fengdu City, Li Changshou, who had been hiding in the shadows, breathed a sigh of relief.

"This calamity is finally over. From now on, my evil corpse will be as stable as Mount Tai, and there will be no more danger except for immeasurable eons."

"However, the Twelve Zodiac Gods have already shown their faces, and spreading the belief in these gods among the human world will probably not be so simple in the future."

"The major religious sects will definitely suppress it, and the strength of the sorcerers will be the key to the success of spreading the word."

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Li Changshou did not rush into Fengdu City. Although everyone had withdrawn their gazes, he believed that someone was still observing, and he could not rashly show himself now.

"The matter of the Netherworld is half over. Next is the slaying of the good corpse and the past self, as well as the spread of faith in the Netherworld and the human world. Finally, we will face the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

In the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa's true form's eyes flashed with contemplation.

"The Twelve Zodiac Gods?"

"This should have happened a thousand years from now, so why is it happening now? There's definitely something wrong here. We must find the origins of these twelve true gods!"

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