Upon hearing this, Huang Tianhua laughed loudly and said arrogantly, "Hmph, you dare to try to take my life with such a little trick? How arrogant!" Although he said this, his eyes still glanced at his right arm. When he saw it, he was immediately shocked and turned pale. He saw wisps of black smoke rising from the wound, and drops of thick red and yellow liquid flowing down his arm. The brown earth beneath his feet turned black.
Yu Hua looked at Huang Tianhua, whose face was pale, and said with a sinister smile, "The Blood Transformation Divine Blade, when wielded, is like a blood-red ribbon. Anyone who sticks to it, whether immortal or demon, will be turned into a pool of pus and blood in no time."
Suddenly, Huang Tianhua's mind cleared, and he understood the whole story. He had killed Han Rong, the garrison commander of Sishui Pass, with a single blow, which played right into Yu Hua's hands. What a clever scheme to kill with a borrowed knife! The dazzling lightning he had caught in the corner of his eye was just a smokescreen put up by Yu Hua. Yu Hua's real killing move was the blood-red streak that the Blood Transformation Divine Blade had transformed into. If he had been hit by it, he could have saved his life by severing his right arm. However, Yu Hua's deliberate manipulation and his nonsensical words were nothing more than... Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly heard an urgent shout from the distant horizon: "Tianhua, my disciple, your master is coming!"
Huang Tianhua smiled bitterly as he watched the golden light getting closer and closer. As he turned his head, yellow and red pus and blood trickled down his right arm like a small river and quickly spread throughout his body. A few breaths later, his entire body turned into a pool of pus and blood, leaving only a sword, a flower basket, and a pair of large hammers on the dark earth.
The golden light arrived in an instant. Qingxu Daode Zhenjun stared wide-eyed at Huang Tianhua, who had turned into a pool of pus and blood. His eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, he shouted in a fierce voice, "You wicked creature, give me back my disciple's life!" As he spoke, a precious fan radiating five-colored light appeared in his hand. It was the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan, a primordial spiritual treasure bestowed by the Primordial Celestial Venerable. The Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan contained five fires: fire in the air, fire in stone, fire in wood, fire of the three flavors, and fire in the human world. It was also woven from the feathers of seven primordial birds: phoenix wings, blue luan wings, roc wings, peacock wings, white crane wings, swan wings, and owl wings. It was covered with hundreds of talismans. With a light wave, the birds would protect the body, and the five fires could burn the enemy in the blink of an eye. It was a primordial spiritual treasure.
Yu Hua looked at the approaching Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and then at the five-colored treasure fan that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun took out. He immediately cried out in terror, "Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan!" He knew something was wrong. In the midst of the crisis, he chanted a mantra. A faint phantom emerged from the top of his head and disappeared into the six realms of reincarnation in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Yu Hua abandon his physical body and his true spirit enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation to cultivate anew, the Pure Void Moral True Lord was enraged. He roared and frantically waved the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan. Waves of fire poured onto Yu Hua's body. White aerial fire, yellow stone fire, blue wood fire, the three-colored Samadhi Fire of blue, yellow, and red, and the crimson human fire raged towards Yu Hua. In a few breaths, Yu Hua's body turned into dust and disappeared into the world.
After a long while, the Pure Void Moral True Lord roared fiercely and rode away on a cloud.
Huang Feihu waited for good news from his beloved son Huang Tianhua ten miles away. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart and cried out, "Tianhua, my son!" He then rode the five-colored divine ox and galloped away. In front of Sishui Pass, Huang Feihu looked at the pool of pus and blood on the black earth and cried out in grief, "Tianhua, my son, I am so sorry for you. I have let you suffer the death of the villains." He then wept bitterly.
Nine days later, Huang Feihu, Huang Gun, and the others, looking pale and dejected, arrived in Xiqi. Upon receiving the news, King Wu Ji Fa and his consort Shen Gongbao led civil and military officials out of the city for ten miles to welcome them, demonstrating how much Ji Fa valued Huang Feihu's family—a ten-mile welcome indeed!
Shen Gongbao looked at Huang Feihu's sorrowful face and gently comforted him, "General, I am very indignant about your son's misfortune. Please rest assured, my queen, Ji Fa, is virtuous in both literature and martial arts, and the people are loyal to her. My king is acting on behalf of Heaven to punish King Zhou and destroy the Shang Dynasty, so as to avenge your daughter. I hope you will take care of yourself and practice your martial arts diligently to avenge your son as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Huang Feihu's eyes blazed with fury, sparks of hatred flashing within them. After a long silence, he shouted, "Thank you, King Wu and Prime Minister Xie, for your kindness. I will certainly not fail you."
Ji Fa laughed heartily and said loudly, "Huang Feihu, you are an unparalleled warrior. I hereby appoint you as the founding general of the Western Zhou Dynasty. May you dedicate your life to helping my Western Zhou."
Huang Feihu responded coldly. A moment later, Huang Feihu excused himself, saying he was feeling unwell and went back to his residence to rest. He then said his apologies and left.
On an island shrouded in mist and swirling snowflakes, a lazy Taoist priest, surrounded by a radiant multicolored light, looked at the carefree young man sitting in a grand chair and suddenly asked, "Master, my cultivation has stagnated at the mid-stage of the Saint realm for thousands of years. In all these millennia, my cultivation has not progressed at all. When will my cultivation make great strides, Master?"
The young man looked at the lazy Taoist priest and said indifferently, "Xuan'er, do you know the true forms of the saints?"
Kong Xuan thought for a moment, then said calmly, “The saints, their true forms? Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian were transformed from the primordial spirits of their master, receiving immeasurable merit from the creation of the world, thus they could become saints; Nuwa was transformed from a mass of primordial yin energy of heaven and earth, with a human head and a snake's body, creating the human race and achieving sainthood; Jieyin's true form was transformed from the Chaos White Lotus, creating his own dream to attain enlightenment; Zhunti was the Bodhi Tree of the Golden One, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, forming a twin lotus within the Chaos White Lotus, receiving the remaining blessings of the Chaos White Lotus to make a great vow to attain enlightenment; Randeng was a coffin in the world, damn, even a coffin can become a saint; Niandi Tianfeng's origin and true form are unknown, but he possesses two great innate treasures.” "Their true forms are certainly extraordinary; the Demon Realm is devoid of natural beauty, and this disciple knows very little about it; Second Junior Brother Zhen Yuan possesses the body of an innate earth spirit; Third Junior Brother Zhen Yi was nurtured by the true fire of the sun star in his master's right eye, and with the Chaos Bell, a heaven-opening treasure, his ascension to sainthood is certain; Fourth Junior Brother Zhen Yun is the purple cloud of primordial chaos; Fifth Junior Brother Tian Ming was formed from the blood of his master's navel; Master's wife and Empress were both formed from the essence and blood of their master; Xing Tian possesses the blood of Pangu; as for this disciple, he is a peacock of heaven and earth, nurtured by the five innate spirits. Fourth Junior Brother Zhen Yun, Fifth Junior Brother Tian Ming, and Empress each possess innate treasures bestowed by their master for protection, so their attainment of sainthood is only natural, isn't it?"
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