In the Celestial Thearch Palace!
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged. There was no one around him except for the Five-Colored Godstone floating in front of him. A wisp of Hongmeng Immortal Qi pulsated in his palm.
The Five-Colored Godstone was a treasure of heaven and earth. It could be used to repair the broken sky. The Hongmeng Immortal Qi was a necessary item to become a Saint. These two items could create a new Saint.
Ye Xuan was deep in thought. He stared at the two treasures with narrowed eyes. No one knew what he was thinking, but his eyelids were twitching slightly. Clearly, he was not calm.
"Although becoming a Heavenly Saint is good, it is the end. It is restricted by the Heavenly Dao. This position seems tempting, but it is also a great hidden danger for the Celestial Court." Ye Xuan frowned and muttered to himself.
There was only one Saint position, but it was difficult to decide who to give it to.
The original members of the 33rd Celestial Court, including Kong Xuan, Kun Peng, and Taishang Laojun, were all qualified to become Saints.
Besides, with the addition of the Ancient Demon Court, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun were even more suitable candidates. No matter which one of them became Saints, they would be a great help to Ye Xuan.
However, the human heart was the most complicated thing. The 33rd Celestial Court seemed to be an iron bucket under his leadership. It could even be said that they were united. However, the chance of becoming a Saint was too great. If Ye Xuan favored someone, it would definitely cause others to be dissatisfied.
Of course, even if they were dissatisfied, no one dared to say anything. However, Ye Xuan deeply understood that as the supreme ruler of the 33rd Celestial Court, if he could not convince his subordinates, he would be too much of a failure.
Buzz!
Ye Xuan waved his hand and put away the Hongmeng Immortal Qi and the Five-Colored Godstone. He had not decided who to give this chance to become a Saint. Moreover, Ye Xuan was a little selfish.
Yes, it was selfishness.
He was only at the peak of the Third Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao. He was only a step away from the Fourth Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao. If he created a new Saint at this moment, this person's desire would swell and escape his control. This was not the outcome he wanted.
Ye Xuan wouldn't trust anyone, not even his loyal subordinates. This was because Ye Xuan understood that the so-called loyalty was the result of his carrot-and-stick approach.
Kun Peng was one of them, Taishang Laojun was one of them, and so were the two demonic emperors. Perhaps only Kong Xuan, who was his brother, was not one of them.
However, Ye Xuan also understood that these Quasi-Sages had similar cultivation levels. If he was biased towards one of them, the others would not be convinced. Therefore, Ye Xuan had to carefully consider who to give the opportunity to become a Sage.
However, before this, Ye Xuan had to pass the Fourth Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao. This was because only by constantly becoming stronger could he truly control the future.
Moreover, the appearance of the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue gave him a lot of pressure. The Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue was a Saint comparable to the Heavenly Dao's Five Tribulations. If he didn't have the Nirvana Battle Armor, the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue would have already killed him.
Besides Daode Tianzun and Lao Tzu, the Yuanshi Tianzun, the Two Saints of the West, and Houtu had formed a bad karma with him. Ye Xuan was a vengeful person. He had never forgotten to settle the score with these Saints.
After the battle at the Skymender Banquet, Ye Xuan also understood one thing. Besides these Heavenly Dao Saints, there were other Dao Breakers in the Three Realms.
Now, Ye Xuan knew that there were the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race. If he guessed correctly, the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou must have achieved the Dao through another method. As for whether there were others, Ye Xuan did not dare to be sure.
As the saying goes, a man has no intention of hurting a tiger, but a tiger wants to hurt a man. Only by constantly becoming stronger could one truly be fearless of any great enemy and be able to crush everything in all directions.
Therefore, what Ye Xuan needed to do now was to cultivate and step into the Fourth Tribulation of the Heavenly Dao as soon as possible.
…
At the same time.
In the Mirage Sea Star, the void gave birth to each other.
A nameless mountain floated between illusion and reality. A black stone tablet took root at the peak of the mountain. Three large words were written on the stone tablet: Fire Cloud Cave!
Fire Cloud Cave was the place where the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race lived in seclusion. The cave suppressed the destiny of the Human Race, allowing the Human Race to prosper without decline and forever be the main character of the world.
The Three Sovereigns of the Human Race were led by Fuxi. He had a bitter expression and sighed repeatedly because Nüwa's body was damaged. She was sitting cross-legged in a golden spirit pool. Clearly, she was healing herself.
"Phew!"
Nüwa exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi. She gradually opened her eyes and her pale face became rosy.
"Brother!"
Nüwa got up from the golden spirit pool. She first bowed to Fuxi, then to Shennong and Xuanyuan with gratitude. She thanked them for saving her life.
"Nüwa, fellow daoist, you were able to escape from Ye Xuan because Fuxi asked Lao Tzu to help. Otherwise, the three of us would have been trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave and couldn't have saved you." Shennong sighed.
"Nüwa, fellow daoist, from now on, you can cultivate in peace in the Fire Cloud Cave. Don't provoke Ye Xuan again. Only in this way can you survive the Catastrophe of Heaven and Earth." Xuanyuan advised.
"Survive the Catastrophe of Heaven and Earth?"
Nüwa laughed at herself and slowly raised her hands. She no longer had the power of the Way of Heaven. She only had the cultivation of a Sage-to-be.
"Fellow daoists, I have even lost my position as a Saint. Could there be a greater catastrophe than this?" Nüwa's voice was hoarse. She bit her lips so hard that they almost broke. The hatred in her words was extremely shocking. Her eyes were slightly red. Obviously, she hated Ye Xuan to the extreme.
It was no wonder that Nüwa was like this. She was a Saint of the Way of Heaven. How could she accept this result when she fell from the clouds and was trampled under Ye Xuan's feet like a dead dog?
"Brother!"
Suddenly, Nüwa looked up at Fuxi with tears in her eyes and said, "You are the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race. You have the luck of the Human Race. Your cultivation is not weaker than Yuanshi Tianzun's. As long as you are willing to stand up for me, Ye Xuan will definitely …"
"Sister!"
Fuxi suddenly shouted angrily and interrupted Nüwa. He roared, "Haven't you caused enough trouble?"
"Do you know that in order to save your life, we used the luck of the Human Race to beg Lao Tzu? Only then did he help you. If you insist on being enemies with Ye Xuan, no one will be able to save you in the future."
"Brother … Brother … I know I was wrong."
Fuxi was furious. Nüwa hurriedly bowed and apologized. This was her only family. Even though she hated Ye Xuan to the core, she did not dare to show it in front of Fuxi.
Looking at Nüwa's terrified appearance, Fuxi's eyes flashed with a touch of pity. After all, she was his sister. Now that she had fallen from the Holy Berth, how could he not feel sorry for Nüwa?
However, Fuxi knew that Ye Xuan's power had been established. The Three Sovereigns of the Human Race would be imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave forever. If they really walked out of the Fire Cloud Cave, the luck of the Human Race would definitely dissipate. They would also be involved in the dispute of the Heavens and Earth. If the Human Race perished in this great era, the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race would become eternal sinners.
"Sister, from now on, you will cultivate in the Fire Cloud Cave with peace of mind. I will not allow you to be enemies with Ye Xuan. If you dare to disobey, I, Fuxi, will no longer have a sister like you," Fuxi scolded angrily.
"Yes, Brother."
Nüwa clenched her fists. However, she still nodded in agreement. The hatred in her eyes became more and more intense.
[Ye Xuan, all of this is caused by you. As long as I, Nüwa, don't die, I will settle this monstrous blood feud with you sooner or later!]
Nüwa roared loudly in her heart. However, she looked extremely calm on the surface.
"The Demon Ancestor's disciple requests an audience with the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race."
Suddenly, right when Fuxi was reprimanding Nuwa, a clear and cold voice sounded out from outside Firecloud Cave, and it caused the expressions of the three Emperors of the human race to change slightly.
"The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou?" Nüwa's eyes were startled. She then muttered.
"This Luo Hou is good. He can find the Fire Cloud Cave?" the Human Emperor Xuan Yuan frowned and said.
"One does not visit a temple without a cause. No matter what trick this Luo Hou wants to play, just send his disciple away," Fuxi said coldly.
"The Three Sovereigns of the Human Race do not get involved in the dispute of the Three Realms. Go back and tell Luo Hou not to disturb us again," Shinno said coldly.
Outside the Fire Cloud Cave.
Gu Ruochen was dressed in black. A long and narrow scar appeared on the left side of his face. His cultivation was in the Sage-to-be Realm. Demon Qi rumbled and rose from his body. It gave people a feeling of monstrous Demon Qi.
"Master has ordered that if I do not see the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, I must punish Ruochen. Please do not make things difficult for me."
Gu Ruochen bowed three times. His posture was extremely humble. If Ye Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize that this black-clothed young man named Gu Ruochen was Gu Beichen, who he had placed beside the Demon Ancestor.
After hundreds of thousands of years, Gu Beichen had become a Sage-to-be. He was no longer weak.
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