Chapter 23: Mount Buzhou Collapses, Multitudes of Saints Repair Heaven

  Above the sky, the wind blows by, taking away so many memories! Taking away so much of the joy that once was! Also taking away endless longing!

  Xihe hugged the body of Emperor Jun and smiled miserably, saying: "Your Majesty, you have left, how can I live alone!" Then she hugged Emperor Jun's body and rushed towards the seven ancestral witches, laughing wildly and saying: "Today I will make you all accompany me in burial!"

  Dong Huang Taiyi was about to stop her, but it was too late. A loud explosion sounded, and Xihe had already self-destructed among the Zu Wu group, dispersing Emperor Jun's body forever. Xie Bi and Ju Meng, who were closest to her, knew she was going to self-destruct and rushed towards her, but they were also blown to ashes by the residual waves of the self-destruction, yet they blocked the impact of the explosion for other Zu Wu.

  Dong Huang Taiyi and the remaining five ancestral witches of the Wu tribe let out a mournful howl at the same time, echoing across the sky, as if recounting the same sorrow!

  The Eastern Emperor Taiyi took the Chaos Bell from his head, holding it in his left hand and striking it with the Butcher's Sword in his right hand. The clear bell sound rang in the ears of the ancestral witches, who felt as if some kind of power had restricted their movements, and they were instantly frozen by the Chaos Bell.

  On one side, Fuxi took advantage of this brief moment to play the seven strings of his zither, shouting: "Fuxi's zither skills, Seven Extremes Unite as One!" Suddenly, the seven heavenly and earthly primordial energies converged onto Fuxi's zither, causing it to burst forth with a seven-colored radiant aura that was dazzlingly bright. The seven-colored aura instantly merged into a single sword energy that shot out, colorless and without any visible fluctuations, striking Tianwu under the astonished gaze of Donghuang Taiyi. Tianwu was powerless to resist as the sword energy pierced through his chest, and he fell without even having time to self-destruct!

  Four people roared, breaking through the restrictions of the Chaos Bell. Emperor Jiang's wings fluttered and he appeared in front of Fuxi in an instant. He sneered: "Fuxi, you're looking for death!"

  Fuxi was greatly shocked! He hastily tried to dodge, but unfortunately, his speed was not enough to evade Emperor Jiang. Emperor Jiang grabbed him with one hand and with a loud crash, a huge dark cloud rose up at the horizon! When the dust finally settled, only a qin (a zither-like musical instrument) and a colorful tapestry depicting mountains, rivers, and streams were seen floating quietly in the air where Fuxi had just been. The tapestry suddenly rolled open, breaking through space, and reappeared inside the palace of Empress Wa.

  Nüwa took over the map of mountains and rivers, sighed and said: "Elder brother, now that your physical body and primordial spirit have been destroyed, only a little true spirit is left. After this matter is over, I will personally send you to the six paths of reincarnation for rebirth!"

  She waved her hand and picked up the Fuxi zither beside her, sighing dejectedly: "I, Nüwa, as a saint, couldn't even protect my own brother, is the will of heaven really impossible to defy?" As she gazed out at the vast expanse outside the palace, her eyes also gradually became hazy.

  Huang looked at Zhuan Xu and Gong Gong, saying sorrowfully: "We twelve people have been together since the day we were born, fighting side by side for billions of years, roaming the vast wilderness. But now that Hou Tu has reincarnated, the rest of our brothers are gone too. What face do I, Huang, have to live on in this world?" He also said hatefully to Donghuang Taiyi: "Donghuang Taiyi, today we swear to bring down your chaotic clock!"

  He rushed to the front of Dong Huang Taiyi, hit his head on the Hunyuan Bell, and after a loud noise, Huitz also fell! Dong Huang Taiyi was knocked out by this powerful impact force for millions of miles, and before he could catch his breath, he saw that Cui Shou's body had turned into a ball of golden energy in an instant and rushed towards Dong Huang Taiyi, and another loud explosion sounded. This time, Dong Huang Taiyi happened to be knocked under the foot of Mount Buzhou.

  At this time, the Eastern Emperor's head was still suspended with the Chaos Bell, but it had already slowed down its rotation. His face had lost all its blood color, and the self-explosion of the three ancestral witches was not easy to withstand? Although most of the power was blocked by the Chaos Bell, it still shook him, and even pulled on his old wounds, which had already greatly damaged his vitality!

  Gong Gong stared blankly in the direction where Hui and Zhu had disappeared, unable to snap out of his trance for a long time. He seemed to have gone stupid, muttering to himself: "Only I am left! Only I am left! Is only I left? Hahaha! Forget it!" He gazed at Mount Buzhou from afar, shouting towards the sky: "Pangu Father God! Gong Gong is sorry for you!" After his shout, he flew rapidly towards Dong Huang Tai Yi. Dong Huang Tai Yi was greatly shocked, but at this time, he had no strength to dodge again. A loud rumble shook the Three Realms, and a massive explosion echoed throughout the Honghuang world. Mount Buzhou collapsed with a loud crash under the horrified gaze of the disciples of the Witch and Demon tribes.

  The pillar of heaven collapsed and broke, instantly the sky tilted northwest, the earth sank southeast, the four poles shook, the water of the heavenly river poured down, destroying countless witches and demons, rushing towards the vast wilderness. The water of the heavenly river is the weak water of the nine heavens, touching it will destroy one's soul and bones, annihilating true spirits, even a drop on the great Luo golden immortal would be difficult to escape being reduced to ashes! Now flowing down to the vast wilderness has destroyed countless living beings!

  The collapse of Mount Buzhou finally shocked the holy man above the 33rd heaven!

  Six Saints arrived simultaneously. The Supreme Elder Lord threw out the Taiji diagram in his hand, and Jiying sacrificed twelve golden lotus flowers. Hongyuan also sacrificed his own twelve blue lotus flowers, together covering up the Tianhe River water to prevent it from flowing away. Yuanshi Tongtian had no treasure that could stop the Tianhe River water, but both Yuanshi and Tongtian took out gourds they obtained from Mount Kunlun to collect the weak water that fell onto the vast earth of Honghuang. Zhunti saw this and also sacrificed a bowl to collect much of the weak water. However, at this moment, near the eastern sea where humans mainly resided, billions of black lotus flowers rose up, each protecting millions of people, without harming a single hair!

  The Supreme Elder Lord said to all the saints: "This sky is indeed in need of repair, I wonder if you fellow Taoist friends have any methods?"

  Nüwa said, "I have the five-colored stone given by my teacher, which can be used to refine and transform the Heaven-repairing Cauldron!" As soon as she finished speaking, a cloud of celebration appeared above her head, about one mu in size. On top of the cloud were three flowers, from which a treasure fell down - it was indeed the pre-heavenly precious cauldron Qiankun Ding.

  The Qian Kun Ding appears, and the reactions of the various saints are not uniform. Lao Zi is calm and composed, Tong Tian sighs, Jie Yin is speechless, and Zhun Ti is greedy!

  Nüwa ignored the reactions of the multitude of saints, took out 72 pieces of five-colored stones from her sleeve and threw them into the cauldron one by one. After 49 days, only one piece of five-colored stone had not been melted. Nüwa didn't mind, holding those that had already melted, flew to the broken place and filled it up. In an instant, the water of the Heavenly River no longer overflowed. Nüwa then went to the North Sea, beheaded the Xuanwu turtle, took its four legs to supplement the four poles of heaven, as the heavenly pillar. Thus, the sky was fully repaired!

  Nüwa glanced at the last piece of five-colored stone in her hand and casually threw it onto the vast earth, Hongyuan saw it, with an inexplicable color flashing in his eyes, as if he was thinking deeply.

  Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand and put away the remaining half of Buzhou Mountain, secretly rejoicing in his heart: With this, he should be able to refine an extremely good treasure!

  The heavens have a feeling that the multitude of saints are making up for heaven, so they bestow great merit and virtue. Nüwa made the most effort, so she got 70%. Nüwa absorbed the merit and virtue, and suddenly felt that her cultivation, which had not increased for a long time, was greatly improved. She couldn't help but be overjoyed! It's worth knowing that after becoming a saint, it's extremely difficult to improve one's cultivation, and only the accumulation of merit and virtue can help saints increase their cultivation. This is also the reason why the multitude of saints accumulate merit and virtue. The multitude of saints shared two percent among themselves. Another 1% fell onto Kong Xuan's body on the ground. Suddenly, a stream of clear energy shot out from Kong Xuan's body, instantly transforming into a Taoist wearing a five-colored cloud dress and nine-palace seven-star boots, with an appearance that was 90% similar to Kong Xuan's.

  But then the Taoist priest bowed to Kong Xuan and said: "I am Five Elements, I have met fellow Taoists!"

  Kong Xuan bowed and said: "We are of the same body, why need to thank again!"

  The Wuxing Taoist heard the words and paid another courtesy, transforming into a clear stream of air that returned to Kong Xuan's body. It turned out that the human race was the protagonist predetermined by heaven, and Kong Xuan had made great contributions in protecting the human race, so he was granted merit points, with which Kong Xuan finally managed to cut off two corpses with his posthumous five-colored divine light, becoming an quasi-saint who had beheaded two corpses!

  Hong Xuan nodded in satisfaction. The Supreme Old Lord sighed and said: "The master has taken a good apprentice!"

  Kong Xuan, as the first of the three generations of disciples of the Mystic Gate, not only had listened to the Tao in the Purple Cloud Palace, but also received a spiritual treasure from the Ancestor himself to protect his body. Now he has become an almost saint after beheading two corpses and having great merits protecting him, already being the number one person below the saints!

  Hong Xuan gazed out at the remaining Wuyou and Zu tribesmen, numbering only in the tens of millions. The intensity of this great war was evident! He shook his sleeve and strode towards the remaining witches, including Xing Tian and Liu Jiufeng, ignoring the other saints. Zhunti saw this and was about to speak up when he was restrained by Jieyin Dao Ren. He looked at Jieyin in confusion, but followed his gaze to see Lao Jun Yuan Shi Tong Tian's unruffled demeanor. Suddenly understanding, he too let go of the matter. Since Si Qing wanted to preserve the remaining witches, even they couldn't stop him. Besides, the Wuyou had already suffered greatly from this war and would never recover; from now on, humanity was the main protagonist of heaven and earth. Why bother with such trivial matters? After all, as saints, they should maintain a saintly demeanor!

  The repair of the sky is complete, and now the eyes of the saints are again on the four treasures that are quietly suspended. The Hetu Luoshu and the Tuxian Sword don't need to be mentioned, just the Hunyuan Bell alone is enough to make a group of saints jealous! The three treasures of opening up the sky not only have extraordinary power but also can suppress the luck of the great teachings, especially for the Western teachings whose luck was insufficient before the heavens were opened. This Hunyuan Bell is their hope for future prosperity!

  It was: The nine heavens were weak and the floodwaters were vast, Nuwa refined the stones to repair the blue sky!