124: Chapter 124 Purple Radiance Crossing the Spirit - Nuwa's Awakening

As the voice faded, Xing Tian's eyes turned blood-red, and monstrous baleful energy surged from within his body, as if it would tear the very firmament apart.

Chi You and the others clenched their fists tightly until their joints popped, suppressing the raging flames of anger about to erupt within their trembling bodies.

"There is no need to endure any longer—we have returned!"

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice descended from the nine heavens, like a bell tolling in a deep valley, shaking the myriad worlds.

Hearing this, Xing Tian and the others looked up to see the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones standing side by side high in the sky, their momentum like a rainbow, their pressure covering the world.

They were surrounded by the power of supreme rules, their divine light dazzling, like the masters of the universe at its inception, looking down upon all living beings.

"Lord Ancestral Witches! Lord Heavenly Venerables!"

Unable to contain their excitement, Xing Tian and the others immediately knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "We respectfully welcome the return of our Lords!"

Di Jiang led the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones as they stepped through the void. With every step they took, the void shattered, laws crumbled, and the Great Dao of heaven and earth roared and trembled.

As they advanced, Laozi sighed softly: "All living beings have long forgotten our true names; it is pathetic, it is lamentable."

"Since they have forgotten, then we shall prove our Dao through slaughter!" Yuanshi shouted coldly. "Let them see with their own eyes what price they will pay for provoking my Pangu Clan!"

Di Jiang's gaze was like a torch as he looked at Xing Tian and the others, ordering in a deep voice: "Pass the order to the entire clan: from this day forth—my Pangu Clan officially emerges into the world!"

He waved his hand, and his voice swept through the clouds, spanning trillions upon trillions of light-years, resounding throughout the heavens and the universe.

Hearing this, Xing Tian and the others trembled all over, their blood boiling. Finally, they had finally waited for this day! No more lying dormant, no more forbearance; they would step out of their ancestral land and reign over the Primordial World!

"We obey your decree!!" Everyone shouted hoarsely, their faces flushed with excitement, and fires that could burn the heavens ignited in their eyes.

...

Jiang Chen left the Outer Chaos and did not head to Mount Buzhou, but instead stepped directly into the Samsara World.

Small Yin Realm · Underworld.

Countless ghosts poured in from the Ghost Gate Pass and stepped onto the Yellow Spring Road. Among them were many who had once been powerhouses roaming the Primordial World, yet they could not escape the Calamity of fate. Their bodies died and their Dao vanished, their primordial spirits pulled by the light of reincarnation to enter the cycle and begin anew.

"Look, there's someone sitting over there!" A ghost pointed toward the bank of the Yellow Spring River, looking suspicious and uncertain. Lycoris Radiata bloomed everywhere, blood-red like flames, and deep within the sea of flowers, a hazy white shadow sat quietly, her figure graceful; she appeared to be a woman.

"Hiss! The Lycoris Radiata isn't devouring her?"

"Are you stupid? Can't you see she isn't a wandering soul at all?"

"Strange... How could a living person appear in the Underworld and sit by the Yellow Spring River?"

The ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road discussed it heatedly. In fact, since ancient times, every soul that entered the Underworld would see this scene—the white shadow always sat by the flowers, her face invisible, with only a misty back profile flickering in and out of view.

However, even a distant glance was enough to inspire awe, as if facing an existence that transcended life and death, unreachable and unfathomable.

"What are you arguing about! Keep moving immediately!"

Beside the Yellow Spring Road, an underworld soldier held a soul-guiding whip, lashing out fiercely at the wandering spirits, shouting sternly.

"Ah—"

The wandering souls wailed, their voices like the cries of night owls, chilling to the bone.

"I am the Fourth Prince of the East Sea Dragon Clan! You lowly servants, how dare you touch me!" A ghost with dragon horns on its head glared, pointing at the underworld officer and cursing loudly.

Crack—

Before the words had faded, the sound of a whip cut through the gloomy wind, directly lashing him so he rolled onto the ground, his soul body trembling, screaming incessantly.

"Fourth Prince? Is that impressive? Even if your father, the East Sea Dragon King, came to the Underworld himself, he would have to lower his head obediently!" The underworld officer sneered, his tone full of mockery and contempt.

"You—" The ghost was about to retort when suddenly, an iron chain tore through the air and pierced his soul. In an instant, he exploded with a bang, turning to ash and smoke, leaving no trace.

"What is the use of talking to such an arrogant fool? Those who disrupt the order of the Yellow Spring shall be killed without mercy!" another underworld officer said coldly, his voice devoid of emotion.

The remaining spirits witnessed this scene and trembled in fear. They immediately fell silent, lowered their heads, and moved forward obediently, not daring to make the slightest move.

Just then, the void by the bank of the Yellow Spring rippled slightly, and a man appeared out of thin air. He had noble purple hair, a handsome face that exuded a bewitching aura, and wore a purple-gold imperial robe, with an extraordinary presence.

This person was none other than Jiang Chen.

His gaze fell upon the white-clad woman sitting quietly by the riverbank, and his eyes, originally cold as frost, quietly warmed.

"Six kalpas have passed; it is time for you to wake up." He whispered, raising his hand to wave, and a streak of purple radiance merged into the woman's body.

Hum—

The woman's body trembled slightly, and dazzling immortal radiance suddenly rose around her. Her beautiful face quivered, and her eyes, which had been closed for so long, slowly opened.

Those eyes were clear as an abyss, pure and flawless, like two translucent crystals reflecting the origin of heaven and earth.

As soon as she awoke, she threw herself into Jiang Chen's arms, her arms clutching him tightly, as if she wanted to merge into one with him.

"Love me." Nuwa whispered, her voice soft as a spring breeze.

"Very well."

A wicked smile curled the corners of Jiang Chen's lips. He then held her and flashed away, disappearing from the spot. When they appeared again, they were already in the Small Chaos World within the chaos corpse pill.

Immediately after, a battle of yin and yang blending that shook heaven and earth began.

The passions suppressed for over sixty thousand kalpas erupted in full force at this moment.

Until a hundred years later.

Nuwa leaned against Jiang Chen's chest, her fingertips gently caressing his face. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered: "Why not... take Houtu as well. Otherwise, I truly cannot endure you alone."

"Houtu?" Jiang Chen's expression froze.

Nuwa smiled charmingly, full of allure, and said softly: "As a woman, I understand a woman's heart best. From the first moment I saw the look in her eyes when she looked at you, I understood. She appears respectful on the surface, but how could I not notice what is hidden deep in her eyes..."

Jiang Chen remained silent. He had always been indifferent to love. Initially approaching Nuwa was merely for the sake of the human race's overall situation; to put it bluntly, it was utilization.

However, as time passed, he had actually developed a trace of attachment to her.

But even so, he had not truly fallen in love with her. Most of it was still desire stemming from instinct.

He was the Zombie Ancestor; his heart had long been frozen, and one could even say he had no heart to begin with.

The word "love" was too extravagant for him.

Seeing his silence, Nuwa pursed her lips and continued: "I know you are single-mindedly pursuing the Dao, and perhaps even I am not as important to you as the Great Dao."

"But have you ever thought about it? Some things are more meaningful than proving the Dao. You should understand better than I what loneliness is."

"If one day you ascend to the supreme realm and look back only to find yourself walking alone, what will you do then? If the long eternity is only accompanied by solitude, it will be hard to endure. If you walk the path without anyone to share it with, you will eventually become exhausted and lonely."

Jiang Chen smiled faintly: "What? Have you learned to lecture me now?"

Nuwa shook her head and smiled lightly: "This is not a lecture; I just want to tell you—walking alone is not as good as walking together. Don't always treat us as a burden. But rest assured, if one day we truly become an obstacle to you, we will leave quietly on our own."

"Whether it is the Great Dao or eternity, in the end, it is nothing more than an obsession in your heart."

She hugged him tightly, her voice low and soft yet firm: "Of course, I have selfish motives in saying this. I do not wish to leave you, nor do I wish to be a burden to you. I only want to stay by your side forever."

"The scenery at the peak is beautiful, but the scenery along the way is equally moving."

Jiang Chen sighed softly, his expression becoming complex in a rare moment. This was the first time Nuwa had bared her heart to him.

"I... will give it a try."

"Heehee, then let's continue!"