Seeing that His Majesty had not only written a poem to blaspheme the sage but also smashed the statue of the sage, showing no piety whatsoever, the ministers successively advised: "May Your Majesty wash this away with blood, so that if this matter is spread, the world will say that Your Majesty has lost your virtue, and then great chaos will break out, and our Shang dynasty will be in danger."
King Zhou listened to his ministers' earnest advice, waved his hand, and declared, "Hand over the tickets!"
[5 The End of the Primordial Era: The Consecration of Gods]
Chapter 121, 101: Ehuang Summons Demons, Tianfeng Makes His Move
It is said that King Zhou lost his virtue, destroyed poems and statues. His ministers tried their best to persuade him, but King Zhou not only refused to admit his mistakes, but also stared with blood-red eyes, which flashed with a terrifying and bloodthirsty light. The ministers were so frightened that they retreated step by step until they left the temple.
King Zhou looked at his ministers and shouted, "I am the ruler of the nine provinces, and all under heaven belong to me. My orders are obeyed by all! Do you intend to disobey my decree today?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed with bloodlust. If any minister dared to voice a dissent, King Zhou would draw his sword and kill them.
Suddenly, a wisp of black smoke emerged from King Zhou's crown and disappeared with the wind. At the same time, the bloodthirsty and crazed light in King Zhou's eyes, which were filled with rage, vanished. King Zhou's entire body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
The ministers stared in disbelief at the poems on the wall and the scattered fragments of the sacred image on the ground. Suddenly, a chill ran through them, rising straight to the top of their heads. They stood there dumbfounded, looking at the unconscious King Zhou, repeating the same thought over and over in their minds: "The Shang Dynasty is in grave danger!"
The attendants helped King Zhou onto the imperial carriage and headed towards the Longevity Immortal Palace.
Prime Minister Shang Rong sighed, left the temple, looked at the fragments at his feet, stamped his foot, and sighed to the sky: "The former emperors of the Shang Dynasty! Your Majesty's actions today will surely offend the gods. It is not that your subjects did not speak frankly, but that your subjects are incompetent!" After speaking, he looked dejected and gloomy.
Bi Gan sighed inwardly, then took some clean water and washed away the poem on the whitewashed wall. He then left the temple with Shang Rong. However, for some reason, the washed-away poem reappeared, as clear as if it had never been touched!
Chaos, Ehuangtian.
Nuwa saw King Zhou's actions in the temple through a mirror as clear as water. Looking at the poem on the wall, Nuwa's phoenix eyebrows furrowed, and her cheeks flushed with anger. Suddenly, Nuwa moved her slender hand, and a piece of cloth appeared in the air. This piece of cloth was more than ten feet long and more than two feet wide, emitting a bewitching red light. On the cloth, two large, colorful characters, "Summoning Demons," exuded a mysterious aura.
Nuwa stared silently at the Demon-Summoning Sail for a moment, then muttered to herself, "Heaven is above, it is not Nuwa's fault. The Shang Dynasty has ruled for six hundred years, which is too long! Under the Heavenly Dao, there is no eternal dynasty. The change of dynasties is ordained by the Heavenly Dao. It is King Zhou who is immoral and has blasphemed against me. Now that the calamity of heaven and earth is coming, let the calamity begin with King Zhou." As she spoke, she chanted incantations and shook the Demon-Summoning Sail. Instantly, a gale surged through the entire hall, the demon wind howled, the mist was thick, and dark clouds gathered. The demons in several realms were greatly disturbed and left their caves. Even Bai Ze, the demon general who had been hiding after the war between the witches and demons and had descended to the celestial realm, had no choice but to obey Nuwa's summons. They left their caves, buried their heads in the ground, and waited for the Holy Mother's summons.
Across several realms, demons stirred up a great commotion, causing boundless ripples throughout the world. The saints of the heavens were either pleased or angry, each with their own reactions. Suddenly, a beam of auspicious seven-colored light descended into Xuanyuan Tomb, awakening three female demons who had not yet attained immortality. With a flash of the seven-colored light, the three demons instantly arrived in the Heaven of Ehuang.
The goddess Nuwa sat high on her cloud bed, looking down at the three demons below. She asked, "Are the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb here?"
The three demons were greatly alarmed, wondering why the sage had summoned them. Feeling uneasy, they knelt on the ground and respectfully replied, "These lowly demons greet Your Majesty, may Your Majesty live a long life!"
Nuwa, her eyes gleaming with profound light, gazed upon the distant mortal realm and said calmly, "You three demons are a thousand-year-old fox spirit, a nine-headed pheasant spirit, and a jade pipa spirit. You are minor demons hidden in Xuanyuan Tomb, yet to attain immortality. King Zhou is incompetent, and the Shang Dynasty is destined to lose its rule! The phoenix cries in Xiqi, and a sage ruler has been born in the Western Zhou. You should descend to the mortal realm, take refuge in the palace, bewitch the king's heart, and ruin the Shang Dynasty. However, you must not harm the innocent. When King Wu conquers Zhou and ascends the throne, you will have achieved your goal. On the day of your success, you will be granted celestial status!"
The three demons were overjoyed and quickly bowed nine times, saying, "These lowly demons will obey Your Majesty's holy decree!"
As soon as the three demons finished speaking, Goddess Nuwa waved her hand, and the three demons transformed into streams of light and descended from the Chaos Heaven to the mortal realm.
After arranging the three demons, Nuwa looked extremely downcast. She was about to close her eyes and take a nap while reclining on the phoenix bed when she suddenly had a thought and ordered, "Jin Ning, go and invite Heavenly Venerable Tianfeng."
In the blink of an eye, Tianfeng arrived at Ehuang Palace. Looking at the dejected Nuwa, Tianfeng smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty, why bother? King Zhou is merely a ruler of the mortal realm, and the Shang Dynasty is doomed. But do you think King Zhou will lose the throne this way?"
A sharp light flashed in Nuwa's phoenix eyes as she looked at Tianfeng and asked in confusion, "Fellow Daoist Tianfeng, the fate of the Shang Dynasty is exhausted, as all the sages know. Why do you ask this?"
Tianfeng smiled faintly, listening intently to Nuwa's beautiful face, and said, "Your Majesty seems to have forgotten someone. How could the Great Sage Equaling Heaven not intervene in such a fun matter? If he intervenes and protects the Shang Dynasty, the outcome is self-evident."
Nuwa frowned, puzzled, and asked, "Junior Brother Tianfeng, the three Dao Venerables have issued their decrees. Can the Great Sage Equaling Heaven make a move?"
Tianfeng smiled mysteriously and said, "Senior Sister Nuwa, do you think the Daoist's decree can restrain the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?"
Having heard Tianfeng's words, Nuwa frowned deeply and said softly after a long while, "Then what do you think, Junior Brother?"
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