novelapdf Chapter 38 Nuwa and Fuxi's Shock, the Eastern King Duke's Wrath
Chapter 38 Nuwa and Fuxi's Shock, the Eastern King Duke's Wrath
Chapter 38 Nuwa and Fuxi's Shock, the Eastern King Duke's Wrath
at the same time.
On the other side of chaos.
Those who were being tormented to the point of death by the chaotic winds and thunder and fire, including the Three Pure Ones, Emperor Jun, and Taiyi, suddenly shuddered.
They felt as if the previously obscure secrets of heaven had suddenly become clear, and the feeling of being plagued by misfortune vanished completely.
Instead, an extremely rich and innate divine fortune was bestowed upon them once again.
The chaotic calamity that had been so violent, seemingly about to tear them apart, began to subside rapidly after losing the pull of misfortune.
Hongjun in Zixiao Palace, through the deductions of the Creation Jade Disc, clearly saw that the Three Pure Ones and other innate deities had finally overcome this inexplicable calamity.
Seeing that although they were in a sorry state, they were finally following the golden light of guidance and making their way towards the Zixiao Palace with great difficulty, Hongjun finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"At least we managed to preserve the preaching tradition."
At the same time, Tianlu floated leisurely and officially arrived at the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
Inside the main hall, the space was vast and boundless, as if it were a world of its own. The walls were engraved with complex and profound divine patterns, exuding a mysterious aura of creation.
Tianlu glanced around and saw only three figures in the empty hall.
It was Nuwa, dressed in a seven-colored robe, dignified and holy; Fuxi, in a black Taoist robe, gentle and refined; and Yang Hui, in a magnificent long dress, with a cold and aloof temperament like ancient ice.
Tianlu's eyes lit up, and he floated towards the direction where the three were.
Nuwa's beautiful eyes brightened slightly as she stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, it's been a long time."
Fuxi smiled gently and bowed in greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, it is truly fate that we meet here."
Tianlu grinned and waved its paw in return.
Yang Hui, standing to the side, pursed her red lips tightly and remained silent.
Her eyes held a heavy sense of melancholy. As the first wisp of Yin energy to take form and the ruler of Xikunlun, she was so noble and proud.
However, in the Kunlun Sacred Realm, he was swallowed whole, along with his spiritual root, by this greedy and domineering Pixiu, and even his life essence was completely controlled by it.
Now that they've met in this sacred and solemn Zixiao Palace, she really doesn't know how to face this scoundrel.
Seeing Yang Hui's appearance, Tianlu's eyes flashed with amusement.
"Yang Hui, why didn't you say a word to me when you saw me?"
Yang Hui turned his head away, remaining silent, his chest rising and falling slightly, clearly suppressing his emotions.
Nuwa and Fuxi were both slightly startled upon seeing this, their gazes shifting back and forth between Tianlu and Yang Hui.
"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, are you quite familiar with Fellow Daoist Yang Hui?"
Nuwa couldn't help but ask.
In their minds, Yang Hui was a reclusive and powerful figure from Xikunlun, with a cold and aloof personality, and rarely interacted with the outside world.
Tianlu raised his chin and spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Of course I know her; she's mine."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became somewhat strange.
Nuwa and Fuxi stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
Yang Hui's delicate body trembled violently, and a few strands of angry blush appeared on her face.
But with her life at the mercy of others, she gritted her teeth and didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal.
Ignoring their shock, Tianlu leaned forward and sank into the soft clouds, letting out a comfortable sigh.
He then glanced at Yang Hui sideways and spoke in a lazy tone.
"Hey little girl, come over here and give me a back massage."
Upon hearing this, Yang Hui stiffened, and her jade-like hand hanging at her side clenched tightly.
She took a deep breath and finally gave a helpless, bitter smile.
Under the astonished gazes of Nuwa and Fuxi, the Lord of Xikunlun actually walked slowly to the cloud, gently placed his hands on Tianlu's golden back, and began to knead and massage him.
Nuwa's red lips parted slightly, but she couldn't speak for a long time.
Fuxi also gasped, secretly shocked.
"I never expected that Fellow Daoist Yang Hui would actually be Fellow Daoist Tianlu's man."
Tianlu squinted, feeling the gentle and moderate pressure on his back. His internal magical energy flowed more smoothly, and he hummed comfortably.
However, he did not completely immerse himself in enjoyment. Instead, he slightly opened his golden eyes, his gaze sweeping over the vast hall, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
His gaze swept across the empty platform at the very front of the main hall for a long time.
"Strange, according to the ancient settings in my past life, shouldn't there be six futons at the very front of the main hall of Zixiao Palace to determine who will become a saint?"
"Where are those six chakra cushions?"
"Could it be that Hongjun hasn't made his move yet? Or has my appearance triggered some kind of butterfly effect, causing the rules of Zixiao Palace to change?"
Tianlu was secretly puzzled, and was just considering whether to use the laws of space to explore the back of the main hall to find out the truth.
Suddenly, a series of chaotic and heavy footsteps echoed from the magnificent bronze gate of Zixiao Palace, accompanied by intense fluctuations of magical power.
One after another, figures stepped into the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
Leading the way were the Three Pure Ones, the incarnations of Pangu's primordial spirit.
The light of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda above Taiqing Laozi's head was dim, Yuqing Yuanshi's hair was disheveled, and Shangqing Tongtian's robes were tattered and his face was full of fatigue.
Following closely behind is Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Sun Star.
Then the twelve Ancestral Witches, their massive, mountain-like bodies, squeezed into the hall, each panting heavily, their bodies covered in burn marks from lightning and fire.
Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe, and other innate divine beings also entered one after another, supporting each other.
In just a short while, more than two thousand figures poured into the originally empty main hall of Zixiao Palace.
These great sages who once commanded wind and rain and stood high above in the primordial world were now utterly devoid of any semblance of dignity.
As soon as they entered the main hall, they were overwhelmed by the immense pressure of the Heavenly Dao emanating from Zixiao Palace. They all stopped in their tracks, calming the chaotic magical power within their bodies while looking around in awe.
However, among these two thousand-plus saints, there was one person whose gaze was not drawn to the Daoist aura of Zixiao Palace.
It was the Wood Duke, which was formed from the first wisp of primordial Yang energy, and was also known as the Eastern King Duke.
Although the Eastern King was somewhat disheveled at this moment, he tried his best to maintain his noble demeanor.
His gaze froze the moment it swept across the front of the hall.
The scene that was being witnessed was Yang Hui massaging the back of a golden beast.
The Eastern King's breathing instantly became heavy, and his eyes seemed to be burning with pure Yang fire, his eyes filled with anger.
He once traveled through the wilderness and had the good fortune to visit Xikunlun, where he had a brief encounter with Yang Hui.
He was born from the innate Yang energy, while Yang Hui was born from the innate Yin energy.
In the ancient cultivation philosophy, the union of Yin and Yang is the supreme Dao.
Dongwanggong always believed that he and Yang Hui were a match made in heaven, and even regarded Yang Hui as his future Daoist partner in his heart, believing that their relationship was not shallow.
But what did he see right now?!
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