This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1091 - 510: Xuanyuan's Era of Governance; Northern Ghost Emperor_2

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Taixu Heaven, Wa Palace.

Auspicious clouds swirl around, auspicious energy rises, the endless Qi of Creation gathers here, transforming into multicolored clouds that make the entire palace seem like an ethereal dreamscape, magnificent and beautiful.

A man dressed in simple hemp clothing, with a sturdy build and a weathered face, stands quietly on the White Jade Plaza outside the palace.

He has stood here for forty-nine days, enduring the full cycle of seven-times-seven.

During these forty-nine days, he hasn't spoken a word, hasn't moved a muscle, resembling an ancient stone sculpture weathered by time, withstanding the Thirty-Three Heavens' Gang winds that could scatter the souls of Immortal Gods, causing his clothes to become tattered and worn.

He is Chiyou.

He is not being punished, but waiting—waiting for an opportunity that could determine his ultimate destiny.

Finally, on the morning of the fiftieth day.

The palace gates emit a soft creak as they slowly open.

A young woman dressed in a goose-yellow gauze gown, with unparalleled beauty and a gentle and charming demeanor, yet a hint of heroic spirit in her brow, emerges from within.

Beside her stands a child with red lips and white teeth.

"Are you Chiyou?"

Yang Chan asks.

"Indeed, that is I." Chiyou bows respectfully.

Ling Zhuzi says, "Nuwa has decreed, summoning you to enter the palace to pay homage. Follow me."

"Thank you, Daoists."

Chiyou follows behind Yang Chan and Ling Zhuzi, entering the legendary palace that represents the Human Immortal's origin and the culmination of Creation.

Within the palace, it is not as Chiyou imagined—resplendent and luxurious.

Everything here exudes an ancient and natural essence.

The endless Qi of Creation transforms here into gentle streams, rushing waterfalls, and the myriad unknown exotic flowers and grasses.

At the heart of the palace, a Saint dressed in a simple palace gown, with a face of supreme beauty and an aura of regal grace yet a touch of empathy, quietly sits cross-legged atop a Five-Colored Divine Stone.

Before her, the ever-flowing Space-Time River is forcibly interrupted by an unparalleled Great Power, manifesting here.

Nuwa's Saintly eyes, which seem capable of seeing through past and future, discerning all causes and effects, intensely focus on the turbulent river surface, as if searching for something.

Beside her, a miraculous Immortal Stone floats quietly, transparent throughout, naturally bearing nine orifices, continually inhaling and exhaling boundless Spiritual Energy.

Upon seeing this Holy Mother of the Human Race, Chiyou immediately attempts to kneel and bow.

However, he finds that no matter what, he cannot bow down.

A gentle yet irresistible force steadily holds his body upright.

Chiyou's heart is filled with dread.

He dares not make any movement, simply standing quietly aside, awaiting the Saint's inquiries.

Who knows how much time has passed, suddenly, an unusual Divine Light flashes in Nuwa's once calm eyes.

She slowly extends her slender, crystalline hand, reaching into the unceasing Space-Time River.

In the next moment, amidst the sound of rushing water.

A mass of Origin Power full of boundless battle intent and overwhelming resentment, pitch-black as ink, is forcibly fished out from the deepest part of the Space-Time River!

The moment this Origin Power emerges from the water, it struggles violently, transforming into a colossal headless giant's phantom, roaring silently as if intending to tear the heavens apart!

It is none other than Xing Tian, long fallen to Hao Tian's hand, the War Demon God!

Nuwa looks at the mass of violent Origin Power in her hands and slightly furrows her brows, saying with some regret, "Only one-fourth?"

"Hao Tian's methods of suppressing Chaos Demon God have become increasingly specialized. He disperses this Origin across past and future, various space-time nodes. Were it not for my mastery of Creation Dao, it wouldn't be possible to gather them anew."

"Still, this suffices."

Saying this, she doesn't even glance at the still frantically struggling phantom of Xing Tian, only flicks her fingers.

A Creation Divine Light filled with Reverse Innate and remolding Origin instantly envelops the pitch-black mass.

Under the effect of Creation Divine Light, the chaotic and destructive Law within the mass is forcibly reversed and remolded!

In the end, all the violence and resentment are thoroughly purified, leaving behind only a pure, golden Origin representative of "battle" and "unyielding."

With a casual wave of her hand, Nuwa merges this golden Origin into the nine-orifice Spirit Stone beside her.

Buzz—

Upon absorbing this Origin, the nine-orifice Spirit Stone suddenly bursts out an extremely brilliant golden Divine Light, its emitted Spiritual Energy growing even richer and stronger.

Having completed all this, Nuwa finally turns her head, her gaze that seems capable of discerning everything, falling on Chiyou.

"Chiyou."

Her voice is gentle yet elusive, seemingly carrying Heavenly Dao's majesty, directly hitting the depths of Chiyou's soul.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Chiyou's body trembles suddenly!

Without any hesitation, he immediately bows his head deeply, his voice filled with endless remorse and pain.