“Teacher…” Nuwa was stunned.

"Don't forget that you are a Heavenly Saint. You must understand what this means better than I do," Li Daoyi said, slowly sitting down and raising his teacup.

"Yes, I am a Heavenly Saint." Nuwa's face revealed an indescribable expression.

"Can't you feel it? The calamity is coming soon," Li Daoyi said slowly.

Nuwa nodded upon hearing this. Having experienced numerous calamities, she was naturally very familiar with this kind of calamity.

"You are the most important link in starting this killing spree."

"Whether you like it or not, this is what you will do, and that's what I see."

"I understand." Nuwa was incredibly wise, and now she finally believed Li Daoyi's words. If the next great calamity were to occur, it would be most appropriate to sacrifice the human race. As the Holy Mother of the human race, she would initiate the calamity herself, and a large part of the cause and effect would be offset by the merit of creating humans on her body. In this way, the gods could stay out of it.

"I want to know, besides the teacher, who else is there?" Nuwa asked.

"The two Western Saints will prompt you to start the calamity, and the Western Sect will be the biggest winner in the great calamity."

"The Two Sages of the West?" Nuwa frowned. She had always avoided these two people, knowing from a long time that they were no good.

“That’s right, but besides that, there’s one person who suffered the most. You’re alright, you only lost your merits and won’t be affected by the killing calamity, but that person almost died and perished.” Li Daoyi continued.

"Who?" Nuwa was startled. She naturally understood that the person Li Daoyi was referring to must also be one of the sages.

"Why don't you take a guess?" Li Daoyi smiled.

Nuwa paused for a moment, pondering in her mind. The two Western Saints benefited the most, so it couldn't be them. Taishang? No, he had the highest cultivation among the six Saints, so it couldn't be him either. That left only Yuanshi and Tongtian. It must be Tongtian.

"Could it be Senior Brother Tongtian?" Nuwa asked.

Li Daoyi nodded.

"It really is him," Nuwa murmured.

If we were to say who she was closest to among the six sages, it would undoubtedly be Tongtian. Tongtian was a generous and straightforward person with very little guile, which Nuwa greatly admired.

"Does Senior Brother know?" Nuwa asked.

Li Daoyi shook his head and said.

"No, the time wasn't right ten years ago, so I didn't choose to tell him."

"What do you want to do by telling me all this?" Nuwa asked.

"What do you want to do?" Li Daoyi laughed.

Then he stretched out his hand and made a stirring motion in front of him.

"I'm going to muddy this water."

"Are you trying to stop the great calamity?" Nuwa asked incredulously.

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand. Actually, I want this great calamity to happen even more than they do." Li Daoyi revealed a wicked smile.

For some reason, Nuwa suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Since those people want to use the human race as a tool for undergoing tribulation, how can I let them down?"

As he spoke, Li Daoyi's expression turned cold, inspiring fear in those who saw him.

"I will drag all the immortals and gods into this great calamity, including the Six Sages of Heaven, and even the old man Hongjun who has already attained the Dao," Li Daoyi said coldly, as if he were pronouncing a death sentence for the immortals and gods.

Nuwa was so shocked that she stood up abruptly, looking at Li Daoyi as if he were a madman.

"You...you...you've fallen into demonic possession!" Nuwa exclaimed in shock. At this moment, Li Daoyi reminded her of Rahu from back then.

"Are you insulting me?" Li Daoyi asked, somewhat displeased.

Nuwa was speechless.

"Then what are you going to do?" Nuwa took a deep breath and asked.

"Haha, I need you to cooperate then." Li Daoyi smiled.

"Cooperate?"

“Indeed, I want you to continue your mission and initiate the great calamity,” Li Daoyi said.

Nuwa was speechless for a moment. If you had known this all along, why did you have to tell me the truth?

"Don't misunderstand, I'm telling you the truth only because I don't want you to be taken advantage of by others. Being used and being willing are two completely different concepts, you should understand that," Li Daoyi said quickly, seeing Nuwa's confusion.

"I hope you know what you're doing. Although I'm grateful that you told me the truth, I can't go against the will of Heaven. However, I will grant your request to start the Great Tribulation." Nuwa looked at Li Daoyi deeply and said.

"Don't worry, I never do anything I'm not sure I can do."

"That would be best." Nuwa nodded, but she still didn't think Li Daoyi could succeed. Even if he was an ancient demon god, he couldn't fight against the Heavenly Dao.

“Just wait. In five years, without me telling you, you will naturally know how to start the great calamity, and the calamity will be related to the Nuwa Temple,” Li Daoyi said.

Nuwa nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.

Nuwa slowly walked to the window, paused for a moment, and did not turn around.

"It's not easy to survive from that era to the present. I still hope you can be more cautious. The Heavenly Dao is not so easy to defy. Farewell." As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, she transformed into a beam of seven-colored light and soared into the sky.

"Mengmeng," Li Daoyi called out.

The little guy immediately waved his hand in the air, and the barrier disappeared instantly.

"Snap..." Li Daoyi snapped his fingers. Chaoge City returned to normal once again.

"Huh?" Emperor Yi was puzzled as to why he was standing outside the palace.

“Your Majesty, we should go in now,” a priest said softly.

"Oh... okay." Di Yi walked towards the main hall of the statues again.

"Have they forgotten everything? What a terrifying method." Kong Xuan had seen everything clearly from the side, including Nuwa's departure. It seemed that he was the only one in Chaoge who was unaffected.

As the group entered the main hall, the statue of Nuwa was no longer the same as before. Instead, it was dressed in a magnificent seven-colored dress and radiated a divine light, just as it always had.

The sacrificial ceremony began, and the subsequent divination went smoothly and auspiciously, indicating that Nuwa did not oppose the Shang Dynasty's attack on the North Sea demons. Emperor Yi, who had been worried, was immediately relieved.

"General Kong, what are you thinking about? I've noticed you've been distracted since just now," Wen Zhong whispered to Kong Xuan.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking about whether or not to go to Beihai to help out," Kong Xuan quickly replied.

"Hahaha, do you not believe in Yin Shou? Alas, the little demon race of the North Sea can't amount to anything. They're just a bunch of lowly demons, not even the Goddess Nuwa would look down on them," Wen Zhong laughed.

Kong Xuan nodded, but his mind was still preoccupied with Nuwa's appearance. She had gone to the Tower of All Heavens, and he wondered what they had talked about. Nuwa had even let go of the previous blasphemy. Thinking about this made Kong Xuan feel restless and itchy.

"It seems I need to find an opportunity to meet that person," Kong Xuan thought to himself.

The sacrificial ceremony concluded perfectly, and Emperor Yi returned to the palace satisfied.

A month passed quickly, and news came back from the North Sea front. Under Yin Shou's leadership, the Tianlong Legion was unstoppable. The vassal states controlled by the demon race and the rebel army were unable to resist. The war was even simpler than expected. Yin Shou and the Tianlong Legion's reputation gradually spread to the other vassal states that were watching from the sidelines. They were all shocked that Yu Chaoge had such a powerful trump card. What was originally thought to be a protracted war seemed to be over in less than half a year.

At this moment, Marquis Jiang Hengchu of Dongbo was the first to step forward and wrote to Emperor Yi, offering to send 30,000 troops to the North Sea to help Yin Shou fight against the demon race and to assist in the reconstruction of the North Sea region after the war.

Emperor Yi naturally agreed and told the Marquis of Dongbo that after the North Sea was captured, the original thirty-six vassal states of the North Sea would be reorganized and rewards would be given according to merit.

The news caused an uproar, and various feudal lords immediately submitted petitions, expressing their intention to send troops to the North Sea to participate in the battle.

"Hmph... Greedy."

On his throne, Emperor Yi looked at the mountain of memorials and sneered.

"Your Majesty, that's just how these people are. They want a piece of the pie as soon as they see any benefit," Prime Minister Shang Rong sighed, shaking his head. He was also very disappointed in these people.

"Let them go if they want, but tell Shou'er that if these people dare to cause trouble in Beihai, they will be dealt with according to military law," Di Yi said.

"Yes." Bigan, who was taking notes, nodded.

"Have the other three great marquises sent any letters?" Emperor Yi then asked.

"Not for now," Shang Rong said, glancing at the pile of memorials.

"Sigh, those old foxes." Di Yi sighed with some disappointment.

For Emperor Yi, among the eight hundred vassal lords in the land, only the four great marquises could make him wary; the rest were not worth worrying about. Now, the Marquis of Dongbo was clearly of one mind with him, and this would not change even if he abdicated, after all, the two were related by marriage. But he was unsure about the other three great marquises.

“Your Majesty, as long as we don’t panic, the three marquises will be fine,” Wen Zhong said.

"Ah, let's hope so!" Emperor Yi sighed. In truth, he knew that if Yin Shou ascended the throne in the future, he would inevitably abolish the slave decree, which would intensify the conflict. The three major vassal states would suffer the greatest losses, and a war between the two sides would be unavoidable.

In the Zhutian Tower, Li Dao looked at a jade pendant in his hand, which was faintly emitting a purple light.

"Tongtian?"

He then reached out and touched the jade pendant, from which came a heaven-reaching voice.

"Fellow Daoist, it has been ten years since we last met. If you have time, please come to my Daoist temple for a chat. Tongtian will be all ready to welcome you."

Then, the light on the jade pendant disappeared.

"Hehe." At this moment, Li Daoyi suddenly felt his thigh tighten. He looked down and saw Mengmeng hugging him, her big, watery eyes looking up at him.

“I heard you,” Mengmeng said. Clearly, he also wanted to go to Tongtian.

"You never miss out on any good thing." Li Daoyi ruffled Mengmeng's hair.

"What about you? Do you want to go?" Li Daoyi asked the two women.

Both of them shook their heads; they weren't interested.

Li Daoyi did not force him.

"Alright, I'll go for a walk with Mengmeng."

After Li Daoyi finished speaking, he picked up Mengmeng, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already in the air.

With a wave of his hand, Niu Er appeared before him, while Xiao Hei on Niu's head looked puzzled.

"Stop spacing out, let's go, head towards Beihai." Li Daoyi picked up Mengmeng and jumped onto the cow's back.

"Let's go, to Beihai!" Mengmeng said happily.

Biyou Palace is located on the North Sea. Of course, it's not the North Sea that Yin Shou attacked; Yin Shou only attacked the inland areas near the North Sea, while Li Daoyi was heading to the sea.