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Chapter 36 of 100

Chapter 36

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Without the threat of the Shibi Corpse, Fengkui found his own path, cultivating the Fire Virtue of the Human Race's Sage Emperor and using medicine to help the human race. Perhaps this was his true path. It wasn't long before Fengkui also condensed his own life-bound true talisman, reaching the Golden Core stage. For this, Fengye was greatly comforted, at least in this way he wouldn't owe the Sui Emperor anything. Moreover, if his disciples were to achieve great things in the future, it would also be a merit for him.

However, unlike Fengye and Fengzhong, Fengkui's life-bound true talisman was not a Taiji True Talisman but a Fire Talisman. Fengye had thought about this for a long time and could only conclude that it was due to Fengkui's unique characteristics. However, this also gave Fengye an idea: not everyone was suitable for the Taiji True Talisman. He could teach them to condense their own unique true talismans, which would better promote the prosperity of the talisman path.

Fengkui's achievements did not go unnoticed by his younger brother, Fengzhong. The Primordial Spirit, which Fengye had taken a long time to reach, Fengzhong achieved rather quickly. It seemed that the divine power of Nüwa also played a role, turning a disaster into a blessing.

With his disciples making progress and his own Dao cultivation advancing daily, Fengye was quite satisfied with this life. Fengye's Primordial Spirit meditated on the Heavenly Dao every day, constantly enriching himself in the mysterious ocean of the Heavenly Dao.

However, just as Fengye was meditating on the Heavenly Dao and faintly sensing the merging with the Dao, reaching the Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage, a loud noise suddenly interrupted him, directly ejecting his Primordial Spirit.

A change in the Heavenly Dao! There was no time to think, Fengye's blood rushed to his head, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage, that was the realm of a Xian! If his opportunity had come, he could have stepped over the Profound and Mysterious stage and become a Golden Immortal in one step! But just at this critical moment, something went wrong!

The cultivation of the Void and the Dao originally referred to the Dao Fruit of a Celestial Immortal. At the peak of a Celestial Immortal, one would touch the Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage, reaching the realm of merging with the Dao, which was the true essence of the Dao.

In the early cultivation methods, at the Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage, one had to step out from the Celestial Immortal stage to become a Golden Immortal, transcending the heavens and earth. However, due to the vastness of the Heavenly Dao, merging with the Dao could easily lead to being assimilated by the Heavenly Dao, thus losing one's true self. From the Celestial Immortal stage, one had to merge with the Dao, then comprehend the profound principles of the Heavenly Dao, and finally step out, all without interruption, which was naturally difficult.

For this reason, the senior immortals came up with another method: at the Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage, one should consolidate oneself. Although this meant losing the opportunity to immediately advance to the Golden Immortal stage, it was safer. Moreover, merging with the Dao naturally meant no worry about the consumption of one's lifespan, giving ample time to break through to the Golden Immortal stage.

However, this also had its drawbacks. Some people would be stuck at this stage for thousands of years, unable to break through, while others would use the Celestial Immortal stage as a stepping stone to advance to the Golden Immortal stage, breaking through in just a few decades or a hundred years.

But no matter what, the Profound and Mysterious Mirror stage was a great opportunity for breakthrough, and to miss it like this was a significant loss. Fengye walked out of the Fire Cloud Cave with a dark face, seeing that Yuankui and Fengzhong had also come out, their faces not looking good either. It seemed that this wasn't just a problem for him alone.

Fengye looked up at the sky. The blue sky above was irregularly churning, no longer the usual deep blue but patches of fiery red clouds, as if the sky was about to collapse.

"Dao Brother, Gonggong has knocked down the Heavenly Pillar!" Yuankui said with a complex expression, revealing fear, anger, and worry. As a deity, the connection to the heavens and earth was much stronger than that of an immortal. Once the heavens and earth underwent a change, the deities would be the first to sense it, and many deities might even perish due to this change.

This explained it. Fengye rubbed his forehead. Gonggong's anger and collision with the Buzhou Mountain had finally begun. So the next step was to mend the sky.

When the event hadn't happened, Fengye knew about the upcoming disaster of mending the sky and had many worries and fears. But now that the moment had arrived, he remained calm. How ironic!

With the Heavenly Pillar Buzhou Mountain fallen, the next step was the天河倒灌, the great flood. Fengye thought silently.

Mending the sky was Nüwa's responsibility. As a mere Celestial Immortal, he couldn't help much. The only thing he could do was protect the Sui people's tribe from being destroyed by the great flood.

"Taihong, go find your elder brother and tell him the great flood is coming. Have him lead the tribe to Mount Sui for safety!" Fengye then said to Yuankui, "The living beings around here are also innocent. Brother, take them to Mount Sui as well. As for those who don't want to come, don't force them; let them fend for themselves!"

Yuankui and Fengzhong were about to act on the instructions when Fengye slapped his forehead. "If you have time, Brother, collect the seeds of the plants and animals, preferably in pairs. This way, after the great flood, they can continue to reproduce and not go extinct!"

Seven days later, the Sui people's tribe was deep in the heart of the primordial chaos. On the way, there were many powerful immortal mountains and Daoist temples, as well as other human tribes. These could stop the flood to some extent, but it was impossible to completely eliminate it.

It wasn't that the powerful beings weren't trying; it was that they couldn't! Gonggong, by colliding with the Buzhou Mountain, committed a great sin. Under the heavenly punishment, his soul and spirit dissipated. Even with an indestructible primordial spirit, it was useless at this moment, leading to his complete annihilation. Even if a Sage were to intervene, there would be no chance of survival. However, although his soul and spirit were gone, his divine power remained.

Moreover, Gonggong was the god of floods, controlling the floods. His divine power, when combined with the water from the inverted Heavenly River, naturally increased in power, forming a massive flood far beyond the capabilities of ordinary immortals and deities to handle.

Even Zhurong, who was more powerful than Gonggong, couldn't do anything. If he couldn't, others certainly couldn't either.

The Great Luo class couldn't stop it, and the Golden Immortals and Divine Lords could only protect themselves!

To truly resolve this crisis, at least someone of the level of the Three Pure Ones or Emperor Di Jun would be needed. However, the Three Pure Ones were suffering from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, cultivating to heal their injuries. Ji Gong and Zhunti were indifferent to the fate of the East, focusing only on protecting the Western World. The Di Jun lineage, due to the inverted Heavenly River, was busy suppressing the Nine Heavens.

The Heavenly River connected the Nine Heavens. If the Heavenly River were to have problems, the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Court would also be severely damaged. The existence of the Heavenly Court itself would be in question, so the Heavenly Court couldn't spare the resources.

As for the witch tribe, where Gonggong was from, they were spread throughout the primordial chaos. They were already struggling to protect their people in various places, let alone stop the source of the great flood.

Thus, the Quasi-Saints were unreliable. The only two Sages naturally descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Lady Nüwa and Dao Ancestor Hongjun stood in the air, looking down at the collapsed Buzhou Mountain and the water flowing down from the sky.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sighed, "Poor Gonggong, a great deity of the heavens and earth, blinded by anger, committed such a great sin that even the heavens and earth could not tolerate it! His thousands of years of cultivation were destroyed in an instant, not even a thread of life remained!"

Nüwa was silent. As a primordial deity, she was, in a strict sense, of the same lineage as Gonggong. Unlike Hongjun, who had severed the causal relationship with the divine path and established the immortal path, Nüwa and Gonggong belonged to the divine path. With Gonggong's great sin, the divine path's fortune had also diminished. Nüwa could not, like Hongjun, casually comment without pressure.