Hong Huang: I Kept Offering Poisonous Plans! Hou Tu Urged Me to Calm Down

In the outside world, their true forms had already made a move. Next, it was time to counterattack Donghuang Taiyi.

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Meanwhile, in the Primordial Realm, countless great masters were still watching Donghuang Taiyi refine the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit within the Heavenly Court. The success or failure of this event would have far-reaching implications. It would not only affect the rise and fall of the Yao race but also the fate of all races.

However, they watched Donghuang Taiyi, who was at the Quasi-Saint level, utilize the Innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, to suppress the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit. They watched as one after another, the Heavenly Tribulation laws were swallowed by Donghuang Taiyi and the masters felt that everything would be fine

“For the Yao race, this might be an opportunity!”

“The Yao race’s Heavenly Court is indeed quite fortunate!”

Some felt complicated emotions, while others were dissatisfied. Yet, some revealed a hint of doubt, as if they had forgotten something.

Then, in the next moment, suddenly—

Boom!

A massive palace tore through the heavens, turning countless spaces into dust. The void shattered, and the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire transformed.

Laughter echoed.

Many beings changed their expressions and suddenly realized. “Of course, it’s the Wu race!”

Now, the Wu race had become powerful and occupied a large portion of the Primordial Realm. They were the next rising faction after the three races of Longhan. In the past, while the conflicts had not been particularly sharp after Emperor Jun established the Yao race, many conflicts would occur.

The Wu race cultivated their true forms not by foraging for food but by feasting on Yaos!

The conflict between these two races was destined to remain irreconcilable. Moreover, both races aspired to dominate the Heavenly Court, which further intensified this tension.

In the past, the Yao race had been relatively weak, and the Wu race held them in contempt. But now, with Emperor Jun establishing the Yao race’s Heavenly Court, the situation had ignited. How could the Wu race resist getting involved?

“Emperor Jun, my friend, you established the Heavenly Court. Why didn’t you invite us brothers and sisters to such a significant event?”

“The Twelve Wu Ancestors have come uninvited. Please forgive us, Emperor Jun!”

A booming laughter resounded.

Within the Pangu Palace, the Twelve Wu Ancestors moved out, their true forms towering over the realm. Every gesture subdued countless laws, and the space seemed unable to contain their might.

As one foot landed in the Heavenly Court, it felt as though the entire realm was pressed down slightly.

Their overwhelming true forms almost suppressed the entire temporal and spatial fabric of the Heavenly Court, intertwining their energies and directly locking onto the entire Yao race’s Heavenly Court!

Indeed, the Wu race had become so audacious, not targeting a specific strong individual but the entire Yao race’s Heavenly Court.

The Pangu Palace behind them trembled and rose.

Boom!

It came crashing down towards the entire Heavenly Court.

Violence—absolute violence!

Yet, one had to admit, their strength was overwhelming.

Before Emperor Jun could react, he saw an ancient and terrifying hall crashing down towards him.

His expression changed dramatically.

“How dare you!”

If the Yao race’s Heavenly Court were crushed just after its establishment, even with control over the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit, their prestige would suffer greatly. Moreover, there were many loyal elites within the Heavenly Court, who represented the true vitality of the Yao race.

Without hesitation, Emperor Jun made his move.

The supreme Innate spiritual treasures, the River Diagram and Luo Book, flew up. He also manifested his true form.

A colossal Golden Crow unleashed genuine flames from the sun, raising the spiritual treasure to counter the Pangu Palace.

However, the Wu Ancestors would not let him succeed easily.

Although Emperor Jun could not stop the Pangu Palace, by making this block, it would be difficult to smash the Yao race’s Heavenly Court. This did not align with their original plan.

Immediately, Di Jiang took the lead.

As the only Quasi-Saint among the Twelve Wu Ancestors, his move was earth-shattering.

As a natural master of spatial laws, he had broken into the Quasi-Saint realm.

With just a movement, he ripped apart the dome of the Heavenly Court. The very heavens shook, and countless laws trembled.

As layers of space collapsed, a sudden explosion erupted.

It drew Emperor Jun, the River Diagram, and the Luo Book into it and banished them away.

Even when Emperor Jun desperately emerged, blood spewing from his mouth, he was a step too late.

A step late meant everything was too late. At this level, a split second could determine the outcome of countless battles.

Within the Yao race’s Heavenly Court, numerous Da Luo Golden Immortals emerged, either terrified or enraged.

It must be said that the Yao race had already shown signs of becoming a powerful race. At this moment, dozens of Da Luo Golden Immortals filled the Yao race’s Heavenly Court.

Although they were not all peak-level practitioners, their combined strength was enough to shake the entire Primordial Realm.

Yet, that was all it did—just shake!

“It can’t be stopped!”

On Mount Buzhou, Fuxi and Nuwa, the closest beings to the Heavenly Court, frowned and shook their heads as they watched this scene.

The reason why these powerful beings were called supreme practitioners was due to their strength, which had long surpassed that of the Da Luo Golden Immortals. Had it not been for the unclear future, they would not have remained in the same realm as the Da Luo Golden Immortals.

Moreover, these Da Luo Golden Immortals were mostly in the early to mid stages, with only a few in the late stages.

They were still far from being able to contend with the twelve Wu Ancestors working together to activate the Pangu Palace.

The Twelve Wu Ancestors comprised twelve supreme practitioners, with one of them being a Quasi-Saint.

Boom!

The entire sky of the Heavenly Court turned to nothingness, and the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire were disrupted, with chaos unfolding.

As soon as the dozens of Da Luo Golden Immortals of the Yao race made their move, they were instantly defeated.

The terrifying laws vibrated with immense power and affected everyone.

They were all sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the depths of the Heavenly Court, and were almost expelled from the realm.

Yet, the Pangu Palace only dimmed slightly.

Within the Heavenly Court, arrays of palaces rose and shone with brilliant spiritual light. Numerous spiritual treasures emerged, attempting to resist the falling Pangu Palace.

However, before they even got close, the situation had already turned chaotic.

This scenario had almost sealed the fate of the Yao race’s Heavenly Court.

This blow was enough to deplete a significant portion of the Yao race’s foundation. Anyone able to enter the Yao race’s Heavenly Court was undoubtedly a vital part of their Qi.

If losses occurred now, it would be enough for the Yao race to lick their wounds for several epochs.

Even some weaker Da Luo Golden Immortals might be lost.

“Something feels off!”

Many powerful beings in the Primordial Realm frowned.

They felt that this battle was strangely problematic. While it was inevitable for the Wu race to target the Yao race, between major factions, unless it was a decisive battle, the norm was to pit troops against troops and generals against generals. Such reckless killing of weaker Yaos could easily drive the Yao race to madness, increasing the likelihood of a vengeful retaliation against the Wu race.

And just as numerous Yaos felt fear and many powerful beings frowned, a figure suddenly emerged.

Surrounded by vast tribulation energy, Donghuang Taiyi, who had been refining the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit, stepped forward.

He appeared before the Heavenly Court, prepared to counter the falling Pangu Palace.

Countless primordial masters immediately reacted.

“The Wu race is targeting Donghuang Taiyi!”

“They fear the will refine the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit!”

“When did the Wu race become this strategic?”

“A series of plans clearly aimed at Donghuang Taiyi!”

In the past, the Wu race had always been direct in their approach, but now they were employing such a tactic to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

In an instant, many powerful masters’ views of the Wu race began to shatter.

The Wu race engaging in schemes was far more shocking to the powerful masters than the mere surprise of their sudden attack on the Yao race.

Fuxi took a deep breath. He had orignally held a favorable view of the Yao race.

While the Wu race was powerful, their arrogance posed numerous issues. But now… he couldn’t see clearly.

When a strong presence starts using its brain, the advantage becomes overwhelmingly large!

“However, it should be like this for now! Donghuang Taiyi has made his move. With his Quasi-Saint cultivation and innate treasure, he can hold off the Pangu Palace for a moment. That brief moment should allow Emperor Jun to return, and along with the many Da Luo Golden Immortals, the situation shouldn’t deteriorate too badly. The Wu race will likely create a fuss, interrupt Donghuang Taiyi’s refining process, and cause further disruptions. Eventually, this will make the Heavenly Dao unhappy with the Yao race’s Heavenly Court. After all, more breakthroughs will only occur over time. As time passes, the Yao race won’t withstand the pressure and will have to lower their tribulation!”

Fuxi made his judgment.

Nuwa nodded beside him and agreed. “Cutting off this opportunity will require constant tribulations in the future. It will become difficult to refine the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit again! It seems that the Wu race truly is targeting the Heavenly Tribulation Dao fruit!”

Fuxi couldn’t help but feel a little helpless at these words, and a faint wry smile crossed his face. His younger sister was surprisingly resistant to his desire to join the Yao race.

It wasn’t a recent impulse for Fuxi; he had hinted to Nuwa about his interest in joining the Yao race long ago. It was precisely because of this that Nuwa took the opportunity to once again suppress her elder brother’s ambition.

Fuxi, who had extensively studied the Heavenly Dao, saw no issue in joining a faction—in fact, he believed it could bring significant benefits. And Emperor Jun’s promises only increased his interest. But Nuwa saw things differently. She had a clearer perspective and realized that the current conflict between the Wu and Yao races was too reminiscent of the three tribes during the Longhan Tribulation. The risks were immense so why take them?

Fuxi understood his sister’s concerns, yet he was, after all, Fuxi—one of the great divine powers. His self-assurance made him confident he could succeed, even in dangerous situations. This difference of opinion was what separated the siblings.

Just as Fuxi was about to argue further, a sudden shift in the atmosphere took place within the Celestial Court.

Countless powerful beings looked slightly alarmed.

“This is—!”

“This is bad!”