Chapter 103 Old Grudges

The white-haired Daoist, who seemed so gentle and mysterious, lifted his robe and delivered a fierce kick.

The Buzhou Mountain Art, directly using physical contact as a concept, allowed existences like laws, concepts, and heavenly secrets to materialize and be supported. The special ability of contact made Hetu Luoshu's scalp crawl. It saw countless threads of law converging, as if forming a gateway, mysterious beyond compare.

Then, that white-haired Daoist kicked and kicked, mercilessly stomping down.

A series of earth-shattering booms erupted.

"Open the door!"

"You open the door!"

Wei Yuan exhaled, seeing that the parts of the seal he had forcefully broken through were rapidly closing. He was, after all, not skilled in methods involving heavenly secrets. Although he could react due to his constantly increasing strength, he was definitely no match for Fuxi.

And the one who could barely compete with Fuxi in matters of heavenly secrets...

The white-haired Daoist's gaze shifted, slowly landing on Hetu Luoshu, who was watching the show.

Hetu Luoshu: "…………"

"???!"

The spiritual patterns on Hetu Luoshu changed, forming a bright, smiling expression:

"Grandpa, you wouldn't want to use me to smash the door, would you?"

Hetu Luoshu's smile gradually froze.

"You wouldn't, want to use me to smash the door... would you?"

The white-haired Daoist reached out and pressed down on Hetu Luoshu.

………………

In the Land of the Ending of All Laws, Fuxi wiped away cold sweat, watching the 'door' in front of him being smashed violently, again and again. His scalp tingled. He couldn't keep this nephew; he was becoming more and more violent. From which bastard had he inherited this demeanor?

Certainly not me!

However, although the Buzhou Mountain Art could physically contact concepts and perform all sorts of unbelievable actions, this type of god was not good at the evolution of heavenly secrets and could never break through this door.

Fuxi breathed a sigh of relief.

He watched the banging and smashing.

Then, he flipped the bird with a *snap*, taunting, "Come in!"

"Hahaha, if you come in, I'll let you heh-heh-heh."

"I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

"You can't come in..."

With a loud crash, a crack actually appeared in the door.

Then, as heavenly secrets corresponded with heavenly secrets and evolved, that incomparably strong Door of the Great Dao, which could not be broken from a physical concept, was smashed open just like that. A stone tablet flew in, rolled several times on the ground, and transformed into a human wearing blue-gray clothes, with a neutral face and deathly pale complexion.

Fuxi's smile froze.

*Boom!*

The door, which was supposed to heal, could not complete its action.

A slender, fair hand stretched out from [outside], firmly gripping the [door].

The Buzhou Mountain lineage exerted the concept of supporting the heavens and the earth.

Here, had there ever been the weight of the heavens?!

"Heh..."

The white hair swayed slightly, and a voice transmitted out.

"Found you..."

Holy crap!

So terrifying!

Scum-snake Fuxi and Hetu Luoshu immediately retreated wildly, huddled together, trembling.

Then, the spirit transformed from Hetu Luoshu realized who it was holding.

It stiffly raised its head, stiffly looked over, and saw Fuxi's handsome face. The latter was looking at it with a smile, even winking, without the slightest bit of fear, only filled with pleasure.

Hetu Luoshu: "…………"

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be.

I'm just a small stone tablet.

With a *slap*, Hetu Luoshu's eyes rolled back, foam spewed from its mouth, and it collapsed directly to the ground, unconscious. In the next moment, the white-haired Daoist used the concept of supporting the heavens and the earth to directly separate the two sides of the door, stepping into this place step by step with a face full of baleful energy.

The four concepts of [Heaven], [Earth], [Human], and [Sword] flowed.

Golden, brown, scarlet, and platinum, the four types of laws flowed, transforming into creations like flowing rainbows, naturally weaving patterns on the green Daoist robe, naturally braiding the white hair that fell to the ground, changing the Daoist from his original hairstyle to having his white hair hanging down, only tied up near the ends.

"Fu! Xi!"

"Ah, ah ha ha ha, who is it!"

The handsome youth laughed heartily, reaching out and patting the white-haired Daoist's shoulder:

"Isn't this my dear nephew?!"

This nephew can't be kept!

Fuxi smiled brightly: "Then what do you need me for?"

The white-haired Daoist said slowly: "Oh? I thought you didn't want to see me..."

"Ah ha ha ha, how could that be?"

Fuxi said earnestly, "I was just thinking about the meaning of life, pondering the mysteries of the stars and all things, and searching for the entrance to a world with countless A'was."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

The white-haired Daoist glanced at Hetu Luoshu, who was foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

Opening the door wasn't really stressful for the latter.

It was probably scared by Fuxi into this state.

"...You know what I want to ask. Where is Houtu?"

Fuxi's face stiffened: "I don't know."

"I'll ask again, where is she?"

"I really don't know, oh."

A clear ringing sound.

Drawing the sword, executing a move.

The Chang'an Sword smashed down with the scabbard.

*Pa!*

Fuxi put his hands together, *pa*, directly夾住 (jiā zhù – clamp) the Chang'an Sword, looking at the white-haired Daoist whose fur was standing on end, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall. This was the first existence who could directly catch Wei Yuan's sword strike with his bare hands. At such a close distance, it was enough to see that his strength was vastly different from Ru Shou.

Despite this, Fuxi's face was still pale, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

This sword.

The Four Greats Within the Domain!

Will I die? Will I die?

Will I flop like Old Buzhou, who wasn't in the Divine concept state and got rammed in the back by Gonggong?

Veins bulged on Fuxi's forehead. His hands clamped the sword, catching the blade barehanded, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"You kid... are you trying to kill me?"

The white-haired Daoist held the sword down with one hand, his pupils deep and without highlights, his tone gentle:

"Anyway, you won't die."

"It's an uncle's duty to let his nephew vent his anger."

"It'll still hurt a lot even if I don't die, okay!" Fuxi said angrily, loudly:

"It really hurts!"

Wei Yuan said: "Really? I don't believe it."

"Besides, Fuxi knows all the heavenly secrets and secrets. I suspect you're not Fuxi, so I'm going to use a traditional method to identify you. I'll slash you with a sword. If you don't break, you're the real Fuxi."

Fuxi was furious: "Which idiot passed down this method?!"

The white-haired Daoist glanced at Hetu Luoshu, concisely: "You."

Fuxi's smile froze.

……………………

A moment later, the white-haired Daoist sheathed his sword, holding it horizontally on his knees. Fuxi, who had been startled by the kid's sword, hid far away. As a god who was skilled in heavenly secrets, divination, and preparing in advance to pull the enemy into his own rhythm, Fuxi didn't seem to like dealing with brutes.

At least, that's what he showed.

Wei Yuan slowly recounted the ins and outs of the matter.

Fuxi suddenly realized: "Oh oh, so that kid back then was actually you!"

"I was just saying, I felt something was wrong back then. I always felt like the future me had made a move, was going to do something, so I prepared some backup methods."

Backup methods, referring to the magic weapon that directly bombed the small world?

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

Fuxi hated it secretly, angrily saying: "Good, so it really was the future me who did it!"

"The future me at that time must have wanted to do something to A'wa!"

"Luckily, I was vigilant."

Fuxi was smug.

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, succinctly saying: "It was the present you who sent me back."

Fuxi's face stiffened.

Finally, he rolled around hugging his snake tail, heartbroken: "Ah ah ah ah, past me, can't you be a little more honest? Can't you be a little more stupid? That way, I could see A'wa when she was little again ah ah ah!"

"Damn it ah ah ah!"

Wei Yuan looked at this scum-snake fighting wits and courage with himself and felt that this guy was about to have a split personality.

"So, [Houtu], where exactly is she?"

Fuxi lay flat: "I really don't know ah."

A clear ringing sound.

The Chang'an Sword, with its scabbard, slashed down with a backhand.

*Pa!*

Fuxi's snake tail flicked, avoiding it at a speed that could not be captured by laws. The incomparably sharp Chang'an Sword directly nailed the place where the snake tail had been. It felt as if he intended to nail the snake through its tail and hang it up to skin it. Cold sweat broke out on Fuxi's forehead, and he said:

"Okay, I'll calculate it, I'll calculate it, okay? No playing, no playing..."

The sword technique spurred by the Buzhou Mountain Art.

Plus, the locking of heavenly secrets.

Although Fuxi wasn't afraid, he would have a myocardial infarction if he was suddenly attacked like this for no reason.

He rubbed his temples and said, "Okay, if you want to see it, I'll calculate it for you..." Fuxi conveniently pulled Hetu Luoshu over, allowing the latter to transform back into a stone tablet, and using the power of Hetu Luoshu to slack off, he successfully linked to the heavenly secrets of the past.

Thus, Wei Yuan saw images emerging on the stone tablet.

There was a woman wearing a long dress, with a gentle face, fighting.

Dividing the earth into sand, each grain of sand was like the weight of a small world, yet it was as tiny as a mustard seed, able to directly penetrate the enemy's orifices. It gathered and scattered at will. Scattered, it was dust; gathered, it transformed into a small world like mountain rock.

The combat ability she displayed was already extremely impressive.

Surpassing Ru Shou and Gou Mang.

Even Wei Yuan at this moment might not be a match.

After all, she was one of the Ten Peaks. Even if she wasn't known for fighting, the name of Ten Peaks was not false.

Then, the scene shifted. The woman's shoulder was already injured.

Fresh blood constantly flowed down, staining the sand, giving those sands a divinely golden hue. They fell to the ground, transforming into large expanses of desert. The woman's face was pale, and she bit her lip, forcefully enduring as she headed in one direction.

She seemed to be fighting against something invisible, or rather, an existence that heavenly secrets could not reflect.

When the enemy pounced,

The sand gathered, transforming into sword after sword.

The long swords suddenly slashed horizontally, sometimes extremely sharp, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes vast and boundless. What was being transformed was Wei Yuan's sword technique, and it was precisely the Four Greats Within the Domain, the relentless and ceaseless killing strikes. The enemy seemed to have not expected that [Houtu], who was not skilled in combat, could unleash such a move. Its movements paused.

This sword formation successfully resisted this attack.

And this sword also collapsed.

The woman successfully escaped the killing intent and fell into a dark and distant sea.

The scene ended there. Hetu Luoshu's slumber deepened. One thought after another emerged in Wei Yuan's heart. There was a feeling of relief, a worry for [Houtu], a following urgency, and a desire to ask who exactly was fighting Houtu.

He wanted to know where Houtu had gone now.

One question after another emerged in his heart, making him not know what to say.

Fuxi said, "It really is... destined by fate."

The black-haired youth smiled and said, "If it weren't for mastering your Four Greats Within the Domain, the sword technique transformations of Heaven, Earth, Dao, and Human, when I discussed Dao with you in the past, Houtu would probably have fallen here. So, you can breathe a sigh of relief."

"Hmm?"

The youth in green clothes and black hair looked at the white-haired Daoist with a smile:

"You really have helped her."

"This point is absolutely true."

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, then said, "...Where did she go? The black sea?"

Fuxi said, "That's a state where laws are mixed together."

"There's only one place in the world that's in that state. Hmm, actually, this place is also a bit related to you."

He looked at Wei Yuan, paused his voice, and answered:

"The former residence of the Central Emperor, Hundun."

ps: First update today…………