Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 686 - 686 705 Saint Karma

686: Chapter 705: Saint Karma 686: Chapter 705: Saint Karma The principle is actually very simple, those who possess Innate Divine Abilities in this world are by no means ordinary, they are extremely terrifying beings.

Ye Xuan once had a doubt, that person who seemed to be his Future Body who had crossed the River of Time to come to this era, but Ye Xuan was very clear that he had never delved into the Power of Space-Time, nor had he cultivated any Techniques related to space and time.

But until today, when he obtained the Tribulation Immortal Devouring, he finally came to understand.

Among the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches, Emperor Jiang is the Ancestor Witch of space, with Innate Divine Ability being the Power of Space.

Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestor Witch of time, whose Innate Divine Ability is indeed the Power of Time.

If Ye Xuan could devour these two Ancestor Witches, then he would be able to possess both of their Innate Divine Abilities and claim the Power of Space-Time as his own.

Moreover, not just the Innate Divine Abilities of the two Ancestor Witches, look at Donghuang Taiyi’s Chaos Bell in his hand, which is his born treasure; this is also his Innate Divine Ability, if Ye Xuan could devour Donghuang Taiyi, he would be able to wield the Chaos Bell as well.

Following this logic, any being with an Innate Divine Ability, Ye Xuan could devour their abilities and make them his own.

However, there is no invincible Technique in the world, even though Tribulation Immortal Devouring is extraordinarily terrifying, the prerequisite is that one must annihilate the enemy, only then can the act of devouring be carried out.

But Ye Xuan was already satisfied; with Tribulation Immortal Devouring in hand, he had gained an extremely terrifying means, and in the future, he would not fear any formidable enemy.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor’s Palace, Ye Xuan organized his thoughts, continuously contemplating the path ahead, until after seven days and nights had passed, Ye Xuan finally emerged from the Heavenly Emperor’s Palace.

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At the same time.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in Nuwa Palace.

Auspicious vapors filled the air, Holy Light permeated the surroundings, and strands of Dharma Decree were born and then vanished into nothingness in the void, rendering the entire Nuwa Palace solemn and majestic.

Saint Nuwa sat cross-legged in the void, accompanied by a woman at her side, it was Xue Fengge, formerly known as Xue Ji, who had obviously become an official Disciple of Nuwa.

At this moment, she stood respectfully by Nuwa’s side, her eyes slightly surprised as she looked towards the seat below.

Inside Nuwa Palace, Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun stood within, their postures neither humble nor arrogant, talking about something to Nuwa.

Clearly, as beings from the Primordial Period, they had known Nuwa even before she had achieved Saint status.

“Distinguished Saint Nuwa, although you are a Saint and unaffected by the karma of the Three Realms, you are also of our Demon Race.

Now that Emperor Jun and I have reappeared in the Three Realms, we hope that the Mother Goddess would lend us her strength in consideration of our shared lineage as the Demon Race,” Donghuang Taiyi said in a light voice.

“In bygone times, Hong Jun issued a Dharma Decree that Saints should not intervene in the mortal world.

You should return,” Nuwa’s voice was very calm and did not cause any ripples, but her words clearly indicated rejection.

“Ha ha!”

Suddenly, Emperor Jun burst into loud laughter, his eyes directly meeting Nuwa’s, his demeanor somewhat impudent.

This caused Nuwa’s brows to furrow slightly, but she did not say anything more.

“Mother Goddess, as a Saint, of course we dare not insist, nor do we have the power to do so.

But I wonder if Mother Goddess still remembers the great battle between Zhu Rong and Gonggong, in which they knocked down Buzhou Mountain, causing the waters beyond the sky to pour into the Primordial Land.

It was the Mother Goddess who, using the Five-Colored Divine Stone, mended the heavens, thus saving all living beings of Primordial from a great catastrophe,” Emperor Jun said coldly.

“What are you trying to say?”

Nuwa’s expression changed slightly, and her surrounding aura started to become chaotic.

Clearly, Emperor Jun’s words had the power to affect her emotions, and there must be some unknown story behind them.

“Does Your Grace still remember that in ancient times there were no humans in the Primordial Land?

It was You who created mankind from clay.

Yet humans were born weak, and had it not been for Your Grace’s plea to my brother and me to protect the Human Clan, I fear they would have been extinct during the Primordial Era, let alone become the masters of Heaven and Earth as they are today,” Emperor Jun said with a cold sneer.

“Are you threatening me?”

Suddenly, Nuwa spoke in a chilling tone, and a terrifying Saintly Might filled the air, clearly enraged by Emperor Jun’s words.

Alas, to Nuwa’s anger, the two great Emperors showed no fear, as if they knew that Nuwa would not strike them.

Indeed, although Nuwa was extremely furious, she did not attack the two men, and the radiated Saintly Might also dissipated in an instant, leaving her silent.

“The Five-Colored Divine Stone, a rare treasure of Heaven and Earth, indeed there are but a few.

It was my brother and I who gifted them to Your Grace, allowing You to earn the Heavenly Mending Merit.”

“The Human Clan is feeble, the Demon Race offers shelter.

It was for Your Grace’s sake that my brother and I granted the Human Clan space to survive, even issuing a strict decree forbidding the Demon Race from slaughtering humans, providing them a haven to avoid annihilation,” Emperor Jun forthrightly stated, not attempting to hide anything, slowly recounting the events of old.

“To mend the heavens and create humans, to become a Saint in one single step.

Your Grace is our Demon Race’s pride.

Although my brother and I will never reach the Saint Realm in our lifetimes, having Your Grace alone is without regret,” Taiyi calmly spoke.

Silence, a profound silence.

The words of these two left Nuwa Palace in utter stillness, and Nuwa herself remained speechless; clearly, there was no falsehood in what the two said.

“Indeed, had it not been for the two revered brothers gifting me the Five-Colored Divine Stone, I could not have completed the Heavenly Mending Merit.

Without your help during the Primordial Period to protect the newly born human race, they indeed would have been eradicated in the Primordial Tribulation.

I owe my Saint Position to you two,” she said.

Nuwa rose from the void and solemnly bowed to the two men, yet they slightly shifted aside, refusing to accept the Saint’s bow.

“There’s no need for such formalities, Your Grace.

You are a Heavenly Determined Saint.

Even without our assistance, among the six Saint Positions, one would be Yours.

The reemergence of the Ancient Demon Court in the world today signifies that, although You are a Saint, You are also a member of our Demon Race.

My brother and I have come here with no other intention but to ask for Your Grace’s name to reunite the myriad members of the Demon Race, hoping that based on our shared lineage, You could assist us in this favor, allowing our Demon Race to rise once more in Heaven and Earth,” Taiyi implored with the full weight of his request, bowing deeply three times to Nuwa, their true purpose revealed.

Nuwa, the Saint of the Three Realms.

A single Dharma Decree from her, and billions of demons scattered across the Three Realms would reconvene under the Ancient Demon Court, which was crucial to the two of them.

“This…?”

Nuwa’s brows furrowed tightly, her eyes exhibiting immense hesitation.

She truly wanted to decline their request, as issuing such a decree would inevitably drag her into the great calamity between Heaven and Earth.

Yet Nuwa could not refuse because her merit of mending the heavens and creating humans was indeed largely attributed to the assistance of these two men, which allowed her to ascend to the Saint Position.

This was the causality of becoming a Saint, as well as a favor she owed from the past.

The two had come today to claim this debt of gratitude, and she simply could not refuse.

The obligation associated with her ascension to sainthood must be repaid by her.

Even Saints cannot avoid the laws of causality.

If she truly refused, her Saint Heart would destabilize and collapse, and she would face the prospect of complete annihilation.

The Saint Heart is eternal and immortal, but even Saints cannot defy the Power of Causality, an inviolable rule of the heavens.

Not just Nuwa herself, but even Hong Jun, who had merged with the Dao, would not dare to contravene the Power of Causality.

“Very well, I agree to your request.”

After a mere three breaths, Nuwa slowly nodded her head.

She once again resumed her calm, sitting cross-legged in the void, her eyes half-closed, not uttering a single word, which caused Taiyi and Emperor Jun to exchange glances, nod to Nuwa in acknowledgment of her consent, and then turn to leave the Nuwa Palace.