The Taiyi Seal in the girl's hand blossomed with a magnificent light that broke through the sky, as clear as glass, giving all living things an extremely warm feeling. This scene, like a development that no one had expected, pushed the current situation to a level that no one could have predicted.

The six great saints each occupied a position, looking at the girl with many emotions in their eyes.

The eyes of the Green Shirt Spirit opened completely, and all the calmness and gentleness on his face disappeared:

“This is really…”

“It’s incredible.”

"It was Taiyi who personally wiped out the existence of Queen Wa, but the Taiyi Seal, the thing left by Taiyi, has no hostility towards Queen Wa's bloodline. Instead, it recognizes her existence. Such a thing cannot be predicted even if my Lord is resurrected..."

The weapon spirit flew towards Qi Wuhuo's back and immediately retracted its snake tail.

The look on his face changed and it was no longer the face of Fuxi.

Noticing Qi Wuhuo's gaze, the spirit of the weapon said in a gentle tone: "Although I don't know why the Taiyi Seal has no hostility towards the bloodline of the Queen Wa, it is different for my master. The Taiyi Seal will directly backfire on Huang Yao, let alone me who has followed my master for a long time? It was fine that this seal was not activated before, but once it is activated..."

"Well, this seal will travel at a speed exceeding 108,000 miles in an instant."

"It is firmly imprinted on my body."

“Then, my body fell apart.”

The spirit of the weapon had a hint of vigilance in its eyes: "When my master took me to find Taiyi, I suffered a lot. My master couldn't beat Taiyi. All the means used by him are like illusions to the Supreme God. They are impossible to calculate, know, and predict. The strength of Taiyi's seal is also superior to mine..."

"Even if Taiyi falls, he still cannot calculate the terrifying Dao of that [One]."

"The remaining Dao will also instinctively kill everything of my Lord and completely wipe out the existence of my Lord Fuxi."

"We need to add our Lord's descendants to the rest of the bloodline in order to survive."

"After all, it took my Lord three thousand years to defeat the Supreme God, who he had to unite with the Three Pure Ones, the Four Imperial Gods, and Haotian to defeat."

Di Ting taunted, "Aren't you Fuxi's weapon? Shouldn't a weapon avenge its master?"

"Why are you so cowardly?"

The gentle spirit said in surprise: "My master has been reduced to ashes."

"If he dies, do I have to be buried with him?"

"So, Di Ting, you are actually a guy who supports the dirty and outdated custom of burying people alive with their dead."

"Even my Lord Fuxi couldn't do this..."

"How old-fashioned... But it doesn't matter. I can accept the diversity of all things."

“I know that everything has its limits, and there is no right or wrong.”

"You don't have to feel sad."

The voice and expression of the spirit of the weapon were so sincere that they seemed to be consistent with each other.

Truly comforting Him.

So Di Ting was choked again.

The only thing left in my mind was the gentle young man's expression filled with regret and sincerity.

You are not even as good as Fuxi...

You even Fuxi...

None as good as this!

Di Ting was so angry that his defense was broken.

The young Taoist was watching the changing situation at this moment. After Xiao Pengcao got the seal, Huang Yao immediately appeared in front of Xiao Pengcao. He retracted his wrist, which was severely burned by the Taiyi Seal, under his sleeves, and was on guard against the other great saints. The great saints who believed in breaking the law with force were wondering whether they were willing to accept that a non-great saint could be recognized by the seal and be called emperor.

She wasn't very sure.

In silence, one gaze after another fell on him.

On the basis of the previous turmoil.

Also on the face of that young girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

Silence, in this deathly silence, a sense of oppression that was pressing on the heart to stop suddenly, suddenly, the most unruly Di Jiang laughed suddenly and said: "It should be like this, I agree! This little girl is the new emperor!" He swept his sleeves and half-knelt in front of her, with a smile on his rough and heroic face, and said:

"My Emperor."

"I am willing to use the weapon in my hand to wipe out everything for you!"

"You can totally trust me!"

"But everyone, what are you hesitating about? Our emperor has been recognized by the seal. According to our previous agreement, whoever is recognized by this seal will be the emperor. Are you, the great sage, going to go back on your word?!"

Qilin, Wind Emperor, and Witch Saint all remained silent.

Suddenly, there was a gentle applause.

Everyone looked down at the young Taoist priest, who said:

"Congratulations to you all. You have finally cleared away the remnants of the past and have been able to re-establish the orthodoxy."

As the voice fell, the eyes of the Dragon Clan Great Saint showed a slight ripple. He stared at the Taoist youth and finally said slowly: "We, the Dragon Clan, are willing to abide by our previous promise. Whoever gets this seal will be the emperor." So among the six great saints, three were neutral, three agreed, and Emperor Jiang suddenly raised his arms and laughed loudly: "Congratulations to our emperor!!!"

Countless weapons were raised high. The warmth of the light in the Taiyi Seal had already moved the hearts of all the warriors. Armor and battle robes were like clouds, and the weapons seemed to form a forest, rushing towards the sky. Then they all shouted loudly, brilliantly and magnificently, and shouted three times without stopping:

"Emperor!!!!"

“Emperor!!!”

The sound was grand and vast, rising into the sky, and the girl holding the seal lowered her eyes, through the layers of weapons and battle robes, through the faces of countless fanatical spirits, and saw the black-haired boy with a slightly pale face and wearing a Taoist robe. He was like a spot of pure yang in the ink-black color in the flow of yin and yang, and seemed peaceful in the grand and vast shouting.

The magnificent scene seemed to be imprinted in the girl's eyes.

A long, long time later.

The woman who had become an emperor would always, when she was alone, walk through the quiet corridors of the palace, to the top of the tall building where she could almost touch the stars in the sky, look at the sky and the earth alone, and think of this scene.

I was lost in thought looking at the vast and brilliant starry sky.

…

"These great saints are not convinced at all."

"If this continues, I'm afraid there will never be any good development."

Qi Wuhuo was sitting on a recliner in the lobby. The young Taoist looked calm and peaceful. The voice of Di Ting rang in his heart. The young Taoist nodded. These were all great saints who were swept away by the situation. It was possible, but it was impossible to make them convinced. However, Qi Wuhuo did not speak, so Qi Ling and Huang Yao did not know what he was thinking.

This is Huang Yao’s palace.

After the demon clan's momentum was consolidated, Huang Yao sent a message to Qi Wuhuo and brought him here. It seemed that Huang Yao was also very clear about the current situation - all the spirits called Xiao Pengcao the emperor, and even many great saints would not choose to go against the momentum of all the spirits under such circumstances. They immediately agreed on a ceremony for ascending the throne, but this was actually just a buffer plan, and they had to rely on time to suppress this trend.

The spirit of the weapon crossed its arms across its chest, leaning against the white jade pillar, rarely smiling.

After a long time, he said: "Whether it will succeed or not is still undecided, but, this can also be considered as [Emperor Wa], right?"

"But it's not the Queen Nuwa of my Lord's sister."

“Her bloodline is still weak, and it is still impossible for the Great Dao to give birth to the original Wa Emperor. However, she is of the Wa clan’s bloodline, and she is the emperor of all spirits. In this sense, she can also be called the Wa Emperor…”

Qi Wuhuo asked: "Are you sorry?"

The spirit of the weapon said: "No, I am very happy."

Qi Wuhuo said: "The Taiyi Seal can protect the body. Even if Fuxi comes in person, he will be attacked."

"You can't attack the little puff grass anymore."

"It is impossible to deceive the Great Dao by forcibly purifying her bloodline and allowing the Queen to be born."

"Isn't it?"

Listen carefully: "!!!"

The gentle spirit tilted its head, staring at the young Taoist with its clear golden eyes, and then the corners of its mouth curled up, gradually revealing a brilliant smile, its eyes slightly narrowed, becoming more and more gentle, and said with a smile: "Ah, dear lord, you really seem to have many prejudices against me, can I make a suggestion?"

"I am me, and my Lord Fuxi is my Lord Fuxi."

"It was my Lord who caused the unrest in the Second Calamity Era."

"And I am nothing more than a pitiful, weak, helpless weapon controlled by others. Can a weapon decide how to use itself? Of course not."

"The one who kills is Fuxi, not a tool!"

"Your prejudice against our Lord Fuxi does not need to affect mine."

The gentle spirit thought about it and suggested seriously:

"How about I scold him with you?"

Everyone listened carefully and was speechless.

The young Taoist stood up and paced, the recliner rocking slightly. In this elegant palace attic courtyard, a handsome and gentle young spirit was leaning against a white jade pillar. The sun was warm. The young Taoist did not look at the seemingly respectful and gentle young man, but just looked at the lotus pond in front of him and said, "You should be very similar to Fuxi in this respect, right?"

The young man smiled gently and gracefully:

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Are you going out? To see the Queen?"

…

"Great Sage, why do you support that little girl?!"

Emperor Jiang's confidant, a top bloodline, who had already cultivated to the level of a True Lord, was unwilling to ask. He knew the ambitions of the Great Saint Emperor Jiang in front of him, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with him turning against the Demon King Tai Xiao. However, he could never accept that his master would bow down to that little girl, and said, "Great Saint, we don't understand!"

Behind the Pixiu, many great monsters of the True Lord and Earth Immortal level from the Dijiang line were all wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, with unwillingness on their faces.

To be armed with sharp weapons is to show that one's heart is unclear.

"We don't understand!"

Di Jiang sat in a high position, looking at these subordinates who had fought with him all the way. He raised his hand and waved his hand, telling all the generals and subordinates not to say anything. Suddenly, he laughed loudly and said, "You are questioning me. Humph, very good. You have not forgotten your origins. You have not forgotten who we are!"

"Wan Ling? Hahahahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"That was several eons ago! In such a long time, even the Supreme God has fallen. It's ridiculous to still mention our ancestors and talk about our glory. Hahahaha, it's ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

A burst of wild laughter shook the four directions, and an unrivaled heroic spirit rose to the sky. Di Jiang swept his palm suddenly, his eyes swept across the front, and said: "If so, then people did not exist several calamities ago, but were just mud!"

"Going even further, the Three Pure Ones are nothing more than a primordial Qi!"

"If that's the case, then everyone will talk about the so-called ancestors, and we can just rank them based on their status!"

"Taixiao actually forgot his own identity. We are the incarnation of fierce beasts, the demon race! We are the demon race that has fought and created a vast demon world between heaven and earth with our fangs and claws. We do not rely on the glory of our ancestors, nor on the blood of our ancestors, but on ourselves! We stand between heaven and earth with this body instead of our ancestors, this is upright!"

"He actually forgot all this!"

“Putting the possibility of turning defeat into victory on the so-called ancestors and all spirits! Hahahaha, what a waste!”

Emperor Jiang's eyes were cold. He said "trash" and pointed directly at the Monster King. With murderous intent, he suppressed many True Lord monsters including Pixiu. Behind him, there seemed to be a huge beast Emperor Jiang's body, which seemed to emit a violent roar. His cold eyes seemed to lock onto every True Lord of the monster clan. He said coldly:

"I ask you, do you remember how you got to where you are now? Do you remember how much killing you have experienced?"

"Ancestor of all spirits, can you help?!"

"Is the so-called glory of any use at all?!"

Many of the True Lords and Demons were so excited that they said, "No!"

"We all rely on ourselves to kill!"

"Yes! With our own swords and fangs!"

Di Jiang said: "Very good!"

"Then what use is the seal to us?! What difference does it make whether it's the seal or that little girl!"

"Will you really obey a seal?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many True Lords were shocked and seemed to understand something.

Di Jiang raised his arm and said coldly: "The situation is set, the seal is just an empty thing!"

"What we hold in our hands is the Demon King!"

"It was the human race's strategist who stirred up the demon king who possessed the heart and power of all spirits! A weak demon king! And now, she is in the palm of my hand! Under my control!"

"That Demon King is my seal!"

"And this is my will."

"He is the real emperor!"

"With this seal in hand, I can command all the saints, and truly fight my way out of the demon world!"

Many True Lords were all excited, and they led the Demon Emperor to command all the saints and spirits to carve out a niche in the sky.

No one is as calm as Dijiang!

Taking full advantage of this situation, he achieved his goal and enjoyed the scene of that day. Many of the True Lords and generals under Emperor Jiang were all excited and half-knelt on the ground. Their weapons suddenly pierced the ground, and they shouted solemnly, "Greetings, Emperor!"

…

"Long Sheng, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"That seal originally belonged to our dragon clan. How could it be given to that little girl as the emperor?"

The dragon elder asked in confusion.

The Dragon Saint had a complicated expression, sighed, and said, "It is precisely because this seal belongs to our dragon clan."

"That's me."

The dragon elders became more and more puzzled.

Dragon Saint Dao:

"That Qi Wuhuo from Fangcun Mountain was the one who awakened the ancestor Dragon Emperor in the ancient mountains."

The old man's expression changed, and he looked at the dragon clan leader who was wearing a red flame robe next to him: "Really?!"

The red fire dragon said: "It's him..."

So he told everything that happened at that time.

Long Sheng said: "The Dragon Emperor Ancestor is not satisfied with our behavior..."

"I think we went to find him in order to bring back his body as a token to unify the other two lines. I also sensed that Qi Wuhuo once had the Dragon King's Dragon Ball on him... and not long after, he actually brought this seal out from the East China Sea ancestral land. I'm afraid this was also the Dragon King's request."

"Otherwise, how could he get the approval and seal from Patriarch Canglong?"

After hearing these things, the dragon elders were moved:

"Could it be that the Dragon Emperor helped him obtain the seal and then came here?"

"Does this matter even have the approval of Canglong Patriarch?"

Long Sheng said: "Besides this, I can't think of any other way for this human to get the seal. It must have the approval of the ancestor. I just don't know what the purpose of coming here is; I don't know whether the Dragon Emperor has informed the Canglong ancestor of our actions, and I don't know what the ancestor thinks..."

All the dragons were silent.

The blue dragon that had never appeared before, the ancient dragon that suppressed the Eye of the East China Sea.

The young Taoist came with His token.

The more problematic thing is——

They had just done some disrespectful things to their ancestor Dragon Emperor in order to unify the other two lineages. Now that an even more ancient dragon clan had appeared, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Therefore, after Qi Wuhuo spoke, Long Sheng also helped the girl.

The dragon elder said: "Why don't we go and try it out..."

Long Sheng was silent, and finally nodded.

"good."

The rest of the Qilin, the Phoenix, and the witch saint all had their own ideas. The young Taoist went to find Huang Yao, who was combing Xiao Pengcao's hair. When he saw Qi Wuhuo coming, he nodded slightly and went to the quiet room with Qi Wuhuo. The beautiful woman was silent for a while and said, "You should see the current situation more clearly than me."

"Di Jiang is a two-faced, ambitious man. He took the initiative to ask for permission, so he has his own agenda."

"The dragons don't know."

"The rest of the Qilin and Phoenix Emperors do not like killing. They hate weapons and instinctively prefer a stable environment. The Wu Clan is the only special lineage among all the spirits. I don't know what she plans to do, but since she is a great saint, it is impossible for her to surrender just because of a seal..."

“I’m afraid that some of them want to use the little puff grass, and some want to use the name of the little puff grass to do what they want. As for the Qilin and Phoenix Emperor, it is likely that they will not put up much resistance no matter who is the Demon Emperor, but they will not obey orders easily. After all, with Taixiao’s background, it took him 8,000 years to become the Demon Emperor before he could have such momentum…”

Huang Yao looked sideways at the young Taoist priest, clenched his five fingers, and finally released them.

The Great Sage, who had been gorgeous, arrogant, and aggressive since the first time they met, sighed and said softly:

"I don't want this to happen to Little Puff Grass."

"Please..."

"Take her away."

"Master Qi."

Qi Wuhuo looked at this demon saint who had the blood of Fuxi and was extremely close to the little Pengcao.

The young Taoist stood up and left, pausing for a moment before saying:

"...You really like little puff grass."

Huang Yao did not answer. Qi Wuhuo walked out of the quiet room and saw Xiao Pengcao still sitting there with her black hair hanging down. She seemed a little confused. The spirit of the weapon was curiously looking at the little girl. However, the spirit of the weapon was special and it was difficult for ordinary people to see it. Xiao Pengcao noticed the gaze of the young Taoist and said, "Wuhuo?"

"This seal..."

"It's dangerous, right? It should be very difficult for me. You need it too."

"Sister Huang Yao will also encounter a lot of trouble because of this."

The young Taoist looked at her. The little girl still had a fair complexion and big, dark eyes. She had been bullied since she was a child and had seen a lot along the way. After Huang Yao's introduction, she probably understood what happened that day. The young Taoist looked at her and finally leaned forward slightly. The Taoist's sleeves rolled down and his palms gently rubbed Xiao Pengcao's hair and pressed on her hair.

The ritual of Gou Chen has been broken and order is about to be established.

Emperor Jiang, Dragon Saint, and Phoenix Emperor flashed through his mind one by one.

Finally, there was Huang Yao’s sigh and pleading.

The young Taoist did not respond, but said gently:

"so."

"Little puff grass."

"Do you [yourself] want to become the emperor?"

…

At the same time——

Above the sky, Doubu.

When all the immortals and gods were paying attention to Yu's fight, a burst of shocked and angry shouts broke the silence of the fighting department.

“Fuck you!!!”

"Taiyin Yuanjun, Yuanjun!"

"Huoyao, Huoyao has started rioting again!!!"