Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Nuwa’s Body

[The Eye of Nuwa, divine light of the Mysterious Universe, resides within Tianxuan Realm.]

Complex information flooded Ye Xu’s mind. He organized it and handed it to White Emperor.

"Tianxuan Realm?"

White Emperor’s expression turned grave. If he recalled correctly, Tianxuan Realm was the site where ancient heaven shattered—the very origin of Nuwa’s act of repairing the heavens.

Could Nuwa’s eye truly help him attain the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit?

Ye Xu explained, "Nuwa achieved transcendence through merit, leaving her physical body eternally anchored within the Pangu universe to safeguard Tianxuan Realm from another collapse."

"These eyes, born of heaven and earth, have transformed into the divine light of the Mysterious Universe. Should you obtain and merge with them, you’ll ascend to the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit."

"Claiming Nuwa’s eyes won’t be easy," White Emperor solemnly noted.

The fact that Nuwa’s body eternally guarded Tianxuan Realm was nearly unknown.

At least White Emperor himself hadn’t known.

"Master, should we remove Nuwa’s eyes… might it cause heaven and earth to crumble?" White Emperor inquired.

"That constitutes a separate question—pay extra for the answer," Ye Xu replied.

"……"

White Emperor’s lip twitched.

People often called the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion a wealth-worshipper. Now, seeing was believing.

Anxiety stirred within him. If seizing the divine light of the Mysterious Universe provoked a great change, the Purple Star Heavenly Court would never stand idle.

Matters concerning the heavenly way demanded utmost caution from its emperor.

Ye Xu added, "The method to obtain it lies within the jade slip. Unless you have other matters, I won’t detain you further."

"Farewell."

Emotions churned within White Emperor as he departed with Bai Muyue.

"Innate Divine Beings like these… their accumulated wealth is staggering," Ye Xu murmured, eyes gleaming. "White Emperor has already come—Dark Emperor won’t sit idle either."

Dark Emperor and White Emperor manifested as counterparts to destiny itself.

Though both served under the Ancient God of Origin, their birth destined them as mortal rivals.

Dark Emperor would never watch passively as White Emperor achieved the Second Primordial Spirit.

"Divine dragon, what should we do now?" Bai Muyue asked.

"Return to the Temple of Ten Thousand Paths. I must visit Origin Dao venue," White Emperor declared resolutely. Having spent a fortune, hesitation would make him a fool.

White Emperor transformed into a stream of light, streaking toward Origin Dao venue.

"Daoist brother of Origin—White Emperor requests an audience," White Emperor announced as he landed within a churning realm resembling a chaotic primordial egg, where primal chaos swirled and myriad phenomena unfolded.

"Enter."

Origin Dao venue opened. White Emperor flew inside and alighted within a grand hall.

Upon a meditation cushion sat the Ancient God of Origin, divine patterns flowing around him. He cultivated using the Origin Dao Seed, his unfathomable aura radiating endless power.

"Daoist brother, I just visited Heaven’s Secret Pavilion," White Emperor said.

Ancient God of Origin instantly opened his eyes, restrained his aura, and stared intently at White Emperor. "You met the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

White Emperor nodded.

"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is profound and unfathomable; I couldn’t comprehend him at all. Moreover, I’ve just spent a sum of money to purchase an opportunity that could allow me to advance to the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit.

However, the matter is of great importance and requires Daoist brother’s assistance."

"Oh?" A strange light flashed in Ancient God of Origin’s eyes. "Tell me about it."

"It concerns Tianxuan Realm, the ancient affair of Nuwa Repairing the heavens."

Whoosh!

Ancient God of Origin’s gaze turned sharp. "Be more specific."

White Emperor recounted the entire story to Ancient God of Origin.

"So that’s how it is." Ancient God of Origin chuckled faintly. "Within the Tianxuan Realm, Nuwa’s body indeed suppresses it—a safeguard left by Nuwa to prevent the heavens from collapsing."

His expression grew strangely intense.

Ancient God of Origin, Si Ming, and Yuanzu were already plotting to slay the Heaven Sovereign and remove the Heavenly Dao, a mountain looming over their heads. White Emperor’s news sparked an inspiration within him.

Perhaps this can be used to put it to the test, Ancient God of Origin thought inwardly.

"Please assist me, Daoist brother."

White Emperor bowed deeply.

"Rest assured."

Ancient God of Origin grinned widely. "You’ve followed me for many years. Since you’ve already secured a chance to break through to the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit, I shall naturally help you."

"My deepest gratitude, Daoist brother!" White Emperor was overjoyed.

With the Ancient God of Origin willing to help, his advance to the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit held a ninety percent chance of success.

Boom!

Ancient God of Origin marshaled his power, and the immense power of the Great Dao enveloped White Emperor, completely concealing his aura and presence.

"Using premeditated means to catch the unprepared—even the Heavenly Dao cannot capture your aura now," Ancient God of Origin declared.

White Emperor nodded repeatedly.

This move was evidently a safeguard against the Heaven Sovereign’s prying eyes.

"Let us go."

With everything prepared, the two flew towards Tianxuan Realm.

Several days later, they descended upon a vibrant world. Though the Immortal Realm had collapsed, Tianxuan Realm remained unscathed. Numerous Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings occupied this realm.

Across all realms, Tianxuan Realm’s foundations were considered top-tier.

Throughout the ages, it had birthed countless mighty beings. Gods, demons, the demon clan, and myriad races contended for supremacy.

Ancient God of Origin’s Divine Sense swept over Tianxuan Realm. "Truly deserving of Nuwa’s protection. This world holds three semi-Immortal Emperors and twelve cultivators who have attained the proof of the First Primordial Spirit."

"This strong?!" White Emperor felt a chill yet secretly rejoiced.

Had it not been for him inviting the Ancient God of Origin, it would have been nearly impossible for one person alone to seize the divine light of the Mysterious Universe from the Tianxuan Realm where masters abound.

"The Three Yuan Proof—each breakthrough brings earth-shattering transformation. In my eyes, they are nothing but ants," the Ancient God of Origin stated indifferently.

Swish!

The two descended to the heart of the Tianxuan Realm, where twelve divine pillars soared skyward, towering between heaven and earth as though propping up the very cosmos. A vast, ancient altar stood upon the mountain peaks, straddling the horizon.

Beneath the altar throbbed an ancient, boundless aura—soft and serene, yet immeasurably profound.

As they landed within the circle of pillars, waves of immortal light erupted skyward: an ancient seal had confined Nuwa’s body within the formation.

"The Haotian Altar stirs!"

The moment the formation activated, the realm’s formidable masters sensed the disturbance. Dozens of streaks of light converged from all directions.

The Ancient God of Origin swept his horsetail whisk lightly.

Boom!

Instantly, the formation shattered. Before the overwhelming might of the Ancient God, whose strength stood at the Three Yuan Proof, how could any barrier hold?

Awe glimmered in the White Emperor’s eyes.

Ye Xu’s jade slip had contained a method to dismantle the formation, though it required considerable time—no match for the Ancient God’s direct efficiency.

Thunderous crash!

The twelve Haotian divine pillars shuddered, nearing collapse. Terrifying shockwaves radiated in all directions; dust coiled like dragons while space fractured with crackling splinters, glass shattering endlessly.

"Stay your hand, Daoist friend!"

A furious roar echoed. "This Haotian Altar seals Nuwa the Great Goddess’s body and suppresses the Tianxuan Realm eternally, sparing all realms another cataclysm of the heavens’ fall! Shatter the altar or disturb Nuwa’s form, and the world will face calamity!"

The speaker was a master of the Proof of the Second Primordial Spirit—a figure ranked on the Golden List of the Unparalleled Rankings.

"Don’t approach, Elder Brother Gu."

A woman suddenly materialized before him, blocking his way. "That is the Ancient God of Origin," she solemnly declared. "We cannot stop him."

As these words sank in, every cultivator in the Tianxuan Realm froze.

The Ancient God of Origin’s fearsome renown was unmistakable.

"These Innate Divine Beings truly harbor sinister intentions," seethed each cultivator in silence.

The White Emperor scanned the gathering cultivators, a chill numbing his scalp.

Our ancestors should have wiped these postnatal beings from existence at their birth, he thought. They start feeble, yet their potential for growth is inexhaustible.

Unlike the innate gods, who faced inherent limits, postnatal beings knew no such stagnation. Though born fragile, they could endlessly learn and evolve.

As they grew stronger, their demand for resources soared, inevitably encroaching on the innate gods’ sovereignty—an irreconcilable divide between them.

Now, the tide had turned; the postnatal beings could not be erased.

"Ignore them."

The Ancient God of Origin sneered. His whisk cleaved through the Haotian Altar. The earth of the Tianxuan Realm split apart with a deafening roar, exposing a sacred, ancient stone statue buried deep within the planet’s core—majesticly formed with a human head and serpent body.

This was Nuwa, captured in legend.

A shell discarded after her Transcendence.

Much like Pangu’s discarded past selves—the past self and present self—yet distinct. Nuwa had attained Ascension to Hongmeng Dao Realm through Transcendence via Merit, forging the Merit Golden Body. To her, this vessel held no meaning.

Thus, it endured, eternally suppressing the Tianxuan Realm.

"White Emperor, today, I shall elevate you to the Proof of the Second Primordial Spirit."

Laughing deeply, the Ancient God of Origin extended two fingers like a sword, aiming at Nuwa’s eyes.