The Sea God of the Sea Race—Poseidon, Satan of the Underworld, the Zombie Clan's progenitors—Jiang Zhen, Ying Gou, Hou Qing, Hanba—as well as countless other great beings of the myriad races all cast their gazes toward Kunlun. This was a rare spectacle worth watching in all of heaven and earth—a rare spice amidst their long years of cultivation. How could they miss it? Each of them scrambled to spectate. In an instant, the Kunlun Mountains had become the center of countless watchful eyes.
"Yi Tianxing… It was he who destroyed my reincarnated avatar."
Zhunti's eyes narrowed sharply.
Back when his avatar had fallen, he had already known the truth. With his cultivation, uncovering such details was no difficulty—but he could not intervene, and could only watch helplessly. Now, with Great Yi having ascended to become a Sacred Court, as long as Yi Tianxing remained within it, Zhunti could not act in the open. Though he didn't care about using his power to bully the weak, Yi Tianxing's current status made him untouchable.
That overwhelming karmic force was not something anyone dared to touch lightly.
Once tainted by karma, one's comprehension of the Dao would be obstructed, leading to endless calamities. Only fortune could accelerate one's cultivation.
Karma and fortune were opposites. Not even great powers dared to casually strike at the ruler of a Fortune Dynasty.
They would instead resort to schemes in the shadows—eroding the dynasty step by step, even using proxies to do the killing.
So long as their goals were achieved, they didn't care who delivered the final blow.
"This is just a Dharma body," Jieyin shook his head. If they truly wanted to strike, destroying a Dharma body would accomplish nothing—it would only expose themselves for no gain. Not worth it.
"This Yi fellow is truly cautious—placing such importance on his own safety. He doesn't even leave Great Yi in person and only travels with a Dharma body. What a cowardly little rat," Zhunti said with some irritation.
Leaving aside the myriad watchers and their scrutiny, the fire of gossip in their hearts blazed uncontrollably.
After all, Yi Tianxing was no nobody in the Eternal World. He had once stirred the entire realm, a trailblazer of the path of Fortune Dynasties, even creating Eternal Coins, a supreme currency now used throughout the world—with boundless influence.
And now, he was somehow entangled with the Queen Mother of the West? As Dao companions?
Add in Donghuang Taiyi to the mix?
No matter how you looked at it, this was a three-way war of love and power.
Scandalous. The kind of drama that made one want to wet themselves.
"Yi Tianxing, why aren't you curled up in your Great Yi? What are you doing here?" Donghuang Taiyi said coolly, his words carrying an invisible pressure.
To ordinary people, such a question might leave them speechless.
"The Sacred King goes where he pleases. What business is it of yours? Besides, I'm here to visit Jinmu. We are Dao companions—is there a problem with visiting one's companion? Who has the right to interfere? I heard some old bird came here trying to force a marriage. If I didn't show up, I'd have missed a fine display of thick-faced arrogance. In terms of shamelessness, I must admit defeat—I am truly not your equal," Yi Tianxing responded without backing down, his gaze fixed squarely on Donghuang Taiyi.
The target of his words was unmistakable—anyone could hear it.
"Hmph. And who's to say your so-called Dao companion bond is even real? You just popped out of nowhere the moment I came to propose. I've never heard a single rumor of Jinmu having a Dao companion. I don't believe it," Donghuang Taiyi said without hesitation.
As if he'd believe something so coincidental.
Clearly, this was just a ruse—an excuse made up by Queen Mother of the West to reject his courtship. If they really were Dao companions, he'd be willing to chop off his own head and kick it like a ball.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
"Believe it or not, it is still the truth," Yi Tianxing said with a calm smile, completely at ease.
"From what I've heard, you already have an Empress in Great Yi. Now you're trying to bind yourself to Jinmu as well? Do you expect her to lower herself and serve you alongside another woman? With her status, Sacred King Yi, you may be reaching far beyond your station," Donghuang Taiyi said coldly, his words sharp and aggressive.
"Rest assured, Demon Emperor. Since I've joined with Jinmu as Dao companions, I will not slight her. In my Sacred King's Palace, there shall be two palaces—Zhao Ji shall rule the Eastern Palace, and Jinmu the Western Palace. Equal in status. Neither above nor below," Yi Tianxing responded firmly.
Donghuang Taiyi's expression darkened. He hadn't expected his probing words to be so easily countered. Still, he didn't give up. Instead, he spoke again:
"Let us invite Empress Nuwa to verify the truth."
As he spoke, he offered a respectful bow in the direction of Nuwa Palace.
"…What?" Yi Tianxing frowned, looking toward the void.
What was Donghuang Taiyi up to, summoning Nuwa all of a sudden?
Whoosh!
As Donghuang Taiyi's voice faded, a radiant five-colored light appeared in the void. A goddess descended from the heavens.
She exuded dignity and grace, emanating a sacred, maternal aura that commanded reverence at first glance.
Especially to Yi Tianxing—he could feel a resonance deep in his blood.
Nuwa—Holy Mother of the Human Race.
Humanity originated from Nuwa. For the eastern races especially, she was the undisputed source of their bloodline. It was Nuwa who gave life to humanity. Because of this, she was revered as a Holy Mother, a divine figure worshiped with the highest respect.
But it was through their own strength that the human race had risen to greatness—not by relying on divine protection. Civilization had been forged by countless generations of ancestors, through their blood, sweat, and wisdom.
Thus, humans respected Nuwa, but did not deify her blindly.
To forget one's roots is to forsake what makes one human.
The newcomer was indeed Empress Nuwa.
"Sacred King Yi of Great Yi pays his respects to the Holy Mother of the Human Race, Empress Nuwa," Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and bowed deeply. This was a bow offered to her as the sacred progenitor of humanity.
"There is no need for such formality, Sacred King Yi. As the ruler of a Sacred Court and a pillar of the human race, you and I may speak as equals," Nuwa said gently, her smile warm as she raised her hand to offer support.
"Nuwa."
Queen Mother of the West stepped out from Kunlun to appear at Yi Tianxing's side. She nodded slightly toward Nuwa, though her expression showed no pleasure at the summons.
"Empress Nuwa, I'm sure you're already aware of the matter at hand. You wield the Innate Spiritual Treasure – the Red Embroidered Ball, which governs all marriages under heaven. Whether or not Jinmu and Yi Tianxing are truly Dao companions—Empress, with your treasure, you need only glance to know the truth. I ask you to reveal it," Donghuang Taiyi said respectfully.
"Impudent! What business is it of yours to meddle in my personal affairs? Donghuang Taiyi, do you truly believe this palace is so easy to bully? If not, then let us settle this today, here in Kunlun!" Queen Mother of the West erupted in fury, her aura turning icy cold.
A glimmer of light flashed above her head, and a bronze-glass mirror floated into the air—this was none other than the top-tier innate spiritual treasure, the Kunlun Mirror.
The moment it appeared, time and space around them seemed to slow, as if both were being heavily suppressed.
Legend had it that if fully activated, the Kunlun Mirror could rival even Innate Supreme Treasures. After endless years of refinement, it might even be on the verge of evolving into one.
Donghuang Taiyi's aggressive behavior had truly enraged her.
This was no longer just pestering—it was blatant insult.
Since when did her personal affairs need Donghuang Taiyi's approval?
"There's no need to be angry, fellow Daoist Jinmu. This emperor merely wished to clear your name. If Empress Nuwa confirms that you and Yi Tianxing are indeed Dao companions, then I will withdraw immediately and never disturb you again. But if not… then I must have a proper conversation with Sacred King Yi," Donghuang Taiyi said with a faint smile, showing no intention of backing down.
To him, dignity was already a meaningless concept.
"Very well. Donghuang Taiyi… it seems you truly wish to die," Queen Mother of the West said icily.
Others might be unable to verify the truth, but Nuwa, who held dominion over the Red Embroidered Ball, could see it with a single glance. There was no way to conceal it.
If the truth were exposed, where would she place her face?
This was no less than a public slap.
"Demon Emperor, you are mistaken. Jinmu and Sacred King Yi truly are Dao companions."
Just then, Nuwa spoke with a gentle smile.
As her words fell, the entire world seemed to fall silent.
One by one, eyes widened in shock.
Earlier, when Queen Mother of the West had claimed to be Dao companions with Yi Tianxing, less than thirty percent of the realm's great powers had believed her. Most assumed it was an excuse to deflect Donghuang Taiyi's advances.
But now… Nuwa herself had confirmed it.
That changed everything.
With Nuwa's status and credibility, no one dared to question her words.
Even if they didn't fully believe it, at least seventy to eighty percent of their doubts were now dispelled.
"What? Impossible!"
Donghuang Taiyi had been brimming with confidence—but now his face darkened on the spot. He looked from Nuwa to Queen Mother of the West, then to Yi Tianxing. His eyes flickered with murderous intent, his aura roiling like a storm about to burst.
But after several internal surges of killing intent, Donghuang Taiyi finally swept his sleeve and vanished into the sky as a streak of golden light. Before leaving, he glared coldly at Yi Tianxing—his gaze filled with naked killing intent.
Clearly, he had taken this to heart.
The next time they crossed paths, if given the chance, he wouldn't hesitate to strike.
Were it not for the fact that Yi Tianxing was only a Dharma body, and killing it would accomplish nothing—if his true body had been present, Donghuang Taiyi might have already summoned the Donghuang Bell to deliver a vicious blow.
Even so, Queen Mother of the West's expression had turned grim. She gave Nuwa a deep look.
"Sacred King Yi, now that you've arrived in the Eternal Realm, you should pay a visit to the Ancestral Court of the Human Race. They are already waiting for you," Nuwa said softly.