Chapter Eighty-Fifth: The Death of Fuxi

  The Mountain and River Map appeared, and the Daoist of the Lotus Platform waved his hand, releasing a four-colored light that flew out and instantly merged with it. The speed of the Mountain and River Map slowed down immediately. At the same time, Gonggong, Zhurong, and three other ancestral witches let out a loud shout, releasing their aura, and with one push, they pushed the Mountain and River Map back.

  Nüwa was taken aback, her attack had been deflected back at her. No longer daring to be careless, she produced a red silk ball in her left hand and a crimson whip in her right. This whip was transformed from the gourd vine's absorption of merits, named "Chēn Biān", it was Nüwa's verification tool for the Tao, its power was not ordinary.

  "Nüwa, are you not ashamed to use my own magic treasure to attack me?" Lotus Platform Daoist suddenly said as he saw Nüwa take out the whip. This gourd vine was lent to her by Emperor Jiang for her ascension, but it wasn't given to her.

  Nüwa listened. She snorted, put away her whip, and directly threw the red silk ball at him. Gonggong and Zhurong saw Nüwa attacking Liantai Daoist and rushed forward, their fists dancing in the wind, directly hitting Nüwa. Nüwa saw this momentum and was somewhat intimidated. Being hit by Gonggong and Zhurong's punches wouldn't hurt her, but she would definitely be left disheveled, losing face. She immediately withdrew the red silk ball and blocked the two men's attacks.

  Although Liantai Dao Ren was a three-corpse incarnation, his magical powers were not weak either. He immediately pounced on the scene and entangled with Nüwa in combat. Nüwa feared that her own magical powers would be too great, breaking through this realm of heaven and earth. For a moment, she hesitated and drew back, causing the three to become locked in a stalemate.

  At this time, Emperor Jun Taiyi was also fighting with Zhuque Yinyang, Rongzhu and Jumang. Emperor Jun Taiyi was also powerful, with the protection of Hetu Luoshu and Hundun Ding, he was able to gain the upper hand against two enemies, but Zu Wu's physical body was too strong, and it wasn't something that they could defeat in one or two moves.

  At this time, Fuxi saw that no one understood himself, and he was somewhat annoyed and looked down on himself. He just wanted to join the battle circle of Emperor Jun and Taiyi, but was suddenly blocked by a large shield.

  "Your opponent is me." Xing Tian appeared in front of Fuxi, holding a halberd, with intense fighting spirit in his eyes.

  Fuxi saw, in his heart a wave of anger, he had been famous for a long time, now he even had the power of a quasi-sage, and Xing Tian's promotion to quasi-sage was only one yuan conference, how dare he challenge himself. In his heart, a feeling of being underestimated appeared, without saying more, Fuxi summoned his zither, his fingers moved, instantly emitting a substantial sound wave, all of which were directed at Xing Tian.

  Xing Tian raised his shield to block, and suddenly a loud rumbling sound was heard. His two hands were shaken numb, but he didn't think that the seemingly ordinary Fuxi also had some skills. His determination to fight intensified, and with a big axe in hand, he chopped towards Fuxi.

  The nine phoenixes appeared and instantly transformed into their second form. The nine-headed phoenix bird emerged, joining Xing Tian to charge at Fuxi together.

  "No need for assistance, I alone am enough." Xing Tian said with a somewhat displeased tone.

  "Too lazy to bother with you." Jiufeng gave him a white eye, the offensive unabated, continuing to attack Fuxi.

  Xing Tian was caught off guard and almost got hit by a sound wave, turned his head to see the approaching Jiu Feng, feeling helpless in his heart, this woman is not easy to deal with.

  Although Jiufeng has not yet broken through the quasi-saint, her fighting style is varied. With her pulling from the side, Xingtian and Fuxi also fought a flag-raising battle, and Xingtian became stronger as he fought, with a tendency to suppress Fuxi.

  Fuxi saw the situation and was greatly alarmed. After a moment's thought, he realized that Xing Tian's strength was formidable and couldn't be taken down for the time being. However, Jiufeng only had the strength of Daluo Jinxian Peak, which was easy to take down. Without her restraint, Xing Tian naturally wouldn't be his opponent.

  Fuxi no longer hesitated, flipped his body, abandoned Xing Tian, and his fingers danced on the Fuxi qin, emitting hundreds of melodies in one breath, all directed at Jiufeng.

  Jiufeng was greatly shocked, this Fuxi was a quasi-sage in the later stage of his cultivation, and she couldn't withstand so many attacks at all. After a quick turn in her mind, she thought of a way out, and suddenly activated the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill. Her body rapidly shrunk, and in an instant, she transformed into a grain of rice size. Out of hundreds of sound waves, only two hit her body, but even so, she still suffered a severe injury.

  "Jiufeng" Xing Tian let out a loud roar, his axe dancing even more ferociously in his hand, his eyes fixed on Fuxi like a wild beast that eats humans. But the difference in their strength was two levels apart, no matter how fierce the attack, he couldn't take down Fuxi.

  "I'm here to help you."

  At this time, another voice came, and Fuxi only felt a killing intent like substance coming, and his whole body trembled unconsciously. Turning back to look, he saw a refined young man appear, holding a long sword with strong killing intent. This person was somewhat similar to his own temperament, but couldn't understand why such a refined young man would emit such strong killing intent.

  Jian Bai came over to help, and Xing Tian didn't say anything like "I can handle it myself". He also clearly felt the gap between himself and Fuxi, which couldn't be made up for by his sharp attacks.

  Bai Qi's Killing God Sword danced, along with Xing Tian's great axe, forcing Fuxi into a somewhat embarrassing situation. Fuxi was quite frustrated, his own strength far surpassing theirs, but unfortunately not as agile in its application. Now, in the heat of battle, he found himself at a disadvantage and could only try to exhaust their magical powers. With this thought, Fuxi naturally stopped taking the initiative to attack, switching to a defensive strategy, planning to use his slightly longer-lasting magical powers to wear down Xing Tian and the others.

  At this moment, the situation suddenly changed. The nine phoenixes that had been knocked flying by himself once again climbed up, with a surge of energy on their bodies, and surprisingly, they also showed signs of breaking through. Fuxi was shocked. If he were to break through, three quasi-saints would fight against him alone, and it would be impossible for him to defend himself. However, since he was being entangled by Xing Tianbai and another person, he couldn't escape for the time being and could only watch as she broke through.

  Jiufeng sprang up, her whole body crackling with energy, and immediately exited her second form, transforming back into a girl. Her momentum suddenly surged, causing the red clothes embroidered with phoenixes on her body to flutter loudly. Suddenly, a gleaming knife flew over, its blade etched with the pattern of nine phoenixes, named "Jiufeng Chaoyang Knife".

  Jiufeng grasped the hilt of his sword, and suddenly a bloodline connection appeared. Without another word, he raised his sword and charged at Fuxi. Having now broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm, his physical strength and self-cultivation abilities had increased significantly. He no longer needed to fear Fuxi's sonic attacks; even if he was hit, he wouldn't suffer severe injuries like before.

  Three kinds of weapons, sword, spear and axe, came rushing, Fuxi completely gave up attacking and could only defend continuously. The guqin was not played anymore, but directly used as a shield to block Xingtian's giant axe and Bai Qi's long sword, revealing a hundred flaws at once, defeat is imminent.

  At this time, a strong killing aura suddenly burst out from Baqi's body. Fuxi involuntarily paused for a moment, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Killing God Sword, Xingtian Axe, and Jiufeng Chaoyang Knife all chopped onto his body. Fuxi let out a miserable cry and flew backward, suffering serious injuries at once.

  Upon hearing Fuxi's miserable cry, Nüwa and Emperor Jun and Taiyi all looked in that direction, and immediately saw the situation clearly. Unexpectedly, this young generation of the Wu tribe also had such strength, and the three of them joined forces to force Fuxi into such a predicament. Nüwa was worried, and seeing Xingtian's three people take advantage of their victory to pursue and attack, it seemed that they wanted to thoroughly kill Fuxi, she was shocked and lost her color, no longer controlling her magical powers, and immediately shook Gonggong, Zhurong, and Liantai Daoist the three people, and was about to go save Fuxi.

  But then, an extremely familiar voice came over.

  "Where is the fairy Nuwa going?"

  Niú's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself that the only person who dared to call her "immortal" was Emperor Jiang. Just as she thought this, Emperor Jiang appeared before her in a black robe, with a faint smile on his face, looking at her with great interest.

  "Get out of the way!" Nüwa worried about Fuxi's safety, and the red silk ball was offered as a sacrifice. She wanted to smash him away, but the red silk ball hit his body like hitting an iron plate, and he didn't move at all.

  Di Jiang picked up the embroidered ball that Nüwa had thrown over and examined it carefully, smiling as he said: "Nüwa fairy threw this red embroidered ball to me, what does she mean? Is it a custom among the demon tribe and human tribe too?"

  Nüwa was worried about Fuxi's safety in her heart, and unexpectedly got entangled with him. Although she was surprised that she couldn't knock him down this time, she thought it was because she was anxious to save Fuxi's brother and didn't use much magical power. Thinking of this, she didn't dare hesitate, and the Shanhe Sheji Tu was thrown out, intending to wrap him in.

  Di Jiang threw the red silk ball, and the Qian Kun Ding appeared, blocking the Shan He She Ji Tu with one move. At the same time, he took a step forward and punched towards Nü Wa.

  Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Emperor Jiang, Nüwa was shocked and lost her composure. Could it be that Emperor Jiang had achieved the Dao of Mixed Origins? How could he be so powerful, with a density of aura even surpassing her own? Not daring to be careless, she immediately recalled the Mountain and River Map, holding it close to her body, while the Red Whip appeared in her right hand, striking directly at Emperor Jiang.

  The scarlet whip came, and Emperor Jiang did not dare to resist it strongly. This whip has the power of creating people's merits and virtues bestowed upon it, and its power is extraordinary. If one is hit by it, they will likely have their skin torn open and their flesh burst forth. After all, their own magical powers are borrowed from the cycle of reincarnation, not truly strong in themselves.

  Di Jiang instantly moved out of the way, avoiding the blow from the red whip. At the same time, he suddenly appeared behind Nüwa, and with a swift motion, he slapped her on the back of the head with his indestructible brick.

  At this time, a void suddenly cracked open, and Nüwa took a big step forward, but she wanted to abandon Emperor Jiang and rescue Fuxi. Emperor Jiang's invincible brick slapped empty air.

  "Give it back to me." Di Jiang's loud shout, the entire space was suddenly sealed off, and Nüwa, who had just stepped into the void, found that the void passage that had just been opened in front of her instantly collapsed, and she had to jump out.

  Just as Nüwa had just emerged from the void, Di Jiang was already waiting for her at her location, standing too close, and collided with her in a full embrace.

  "You are shameless." Nuwa was furious and pointed at Di Jiang, scolding him loudly.

  Di Jiang thought for a moment and said very seriously: "Zhun Ti's behavior is even more shameless than mine."

  Before Nüwa could continue her tirade, a mournful cry echoed from afar. Suddenly, Xing Tian, Jiufeng and Bai Qi appeared, their weapons plunged into Fuxi's body. Fuxi's body was instantly torn apart, leaving only a wisp of true spirit flying out, heading straight for the cycle of reincarnation.

  "Brother", Nüwa shouted loudly, her emotions unstable on her body, and she might enter a state of fury at any time.

  "Just entering the cycle again, not dying or disappearing, why be so excited." Emperor Jiang said calmly. But in his heart, he thought of the opportunities after Fuxi, as the first human emperor, a saint for humanity.

  Nüwa listened, and her heart calmed down. She couldn't help but look at Emperor Jiang. In the cycle of reincarnation, all things were in the hands of the Wu tribe. Fuxi's reincarnation would naturally have to go through their hands as well. And Emperor Jiang was the leader of the Wu tribe, so Nüwa naturally thought of him.