Ch 200: Kyoto! The First Divine Court Lord, Nüwa… and Nüwa!

“Who… who am I?!” Zhu Di muttered. Before this, his mind was blank, filled only with pure brutality and murderous intent, destroying everything he could under the guidance of those Primordial Beasts…

But now, new memories were seeping into his blank mind. It vaguely made him realize that he seemed to be… human? He was a person of Great Ming…

Moreover, the person opposite him really felt like his father… He couldn’t possibly… No!

Zhu Di’s face twisted for a moment, and he roared, a black mist suddenly erupting from his body.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been watching him intently, narrowed his eyes, finally ceasing his suppression. Three thousand worlds swirled around him, with endless living beings prostrating themselves in each world—

The Ming’s might shines!

“Roar!” Zhu Di suddenly swung his fists wildly, his face contorted.

“Demonic Lord,” Zhu Yuanzhang uttered the words without emotion, causing Zhu Di’s face to twist again. This time, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was already prepared, keenly seized his fourth son’s weakness.

The three thousand Great Worlds merged with him at that moment, and Zhu Yuanzhang’s aura suddenly surged. In contrast to his previous leniency, his face was now cold, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent. He truly seemed like the Hongwu Emperor who had gone mad with killing in history, walking out of reality.

He stepped forward, one step at a time, wrapped in unparalleled pressure, tearing apart the black mist. A terrifying fist pierced through Zhu Di’s abdomen, and his other palm seized Zhu Di’s head. Dense Dao rune marks suddenly burst forth from his two palms.

One set of runes permeated Zhu Di’s body surface, while the other ravaged his insides.

“Kongming, lend me a hand!” Zhu Yuanzhang said expressionlessly.

“You old codger… you’re finally willing to ask for help!” A voice filled with emotion rang out, and a man waving a feather fan walked out of the void with a smile. His fingers traced in the void, and the Heroic Spirit Skill, Kongming’s Eight Trigrams Formation, was cast.

Zhu Di’s eyes flickered for a moment, and a sense of drowsiness surged up. He slowly closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

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Jiangning.

After understanding the specific situation.

Not to mention Zhu Biao, even Chu Mo, who learned all this through the Great Ming Preceptor, felt like he couldn’t hold it together anymore.

“A zombie?” The Netherworld Emperor’s expression was strange.

“It’s normal, I guess… Some people have been speculating about this for a long time!” Anya said, although her expression was also somewhat dazed. “After all, Yongle’s Heroic Spirit hasn’t descended for decades… Under normal circumstances, that shouldn’t be possible!”

“But, his state…” Anya’s face scrunched up. “It doesn’t make sense… How could he become a Fallen Heroic Spirit? He clearly… loved the Divine Province so much! Moreover, he can now barely go a few rounds with the old man?”

Zhu Biao was also silent. The Zhu Di in his memory was an Immortal Lord. He had envied his fourth brother countless times, and he had once grumbled that if he had taken the Taizong position and become a Purple Heroic Spirit, he could also have become an Immortal Lord…

Of course, now, because of Chu Mo’s influence, he had successfully broken through… and also avoided this inner demon.

However, just being an Immortal Lord should have resulted in him being instantly killed by the old man. No, even above the Immortal Lord, he would most likely be beaten up by the old man! But listening to Tang He’s words, the old man was obviously feeling that Zhu Di was a bit tricky, and at least couldn’t suppress him without harming his life.

This could no longer be described as outrageous… Where had Zhu Di gone to study in these decades?

“Alright, the battle here has ended!” Tang He glanced at the sky with a subtle expression. “If you want… contact your old man yourselves!”

Tang He hung up the communication.

Everyone looked at each other.

“According to what Old Tang said before, now that the fourth brother has been resolved… Kyoto should be safe again… We can consider returning!” Zhu Biao said thoughtfully.

He didn’t plan to call Zhu Yuanzhang again! He knew without thinking that Zhu Yuanzhang’s mood must be very bad right now…

“Shall I send you off?” Anya asked softly.

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“No need! You guys just experienced such a terrifying mutation… What if we get ambushed if we leave now?” Zhu Biao rolled his eyes.

Anya didn’t reply, because that was actually what she was worried about as well.

“Then Grandpa,” Zhu Biao looked at the Great Ming Preceptor, “what’s your opinion?”

“Go back when it’s safe!” The Great Ming Preceptor said succinctly.

“Alright.” Zhu Biao instantly had a backbone.

“I’ll take you!” The Third Holy Mother raised her palm, and the Baolian Lantern slowly rotated, a wisp of divine light intertwining around it, condensing into a huge spaceship.

“I’ll use the power of space to pilot the Baolian Lantern ship. We can complete the realm-breaking in half an hour and successfully descend upon Kyoto!”

The Third Holy Mother took the lead and landed on the spaceship. The Great Ming Preceptor and the Netherworld Emperor followed closely behind.

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Kyoto World City.

This was a vast and magnificent ancient city beyond imagination.

The Netherworld Emperor stared at the city walls, his pupils slightly contracting. Every brick in the city wall contained extremely pure world energy. In other words, any one of these bricks… if thrown into the Song-Ming period, could serve as the foundation of a Grotto Heaven!

The value of a Grotto Heaven in the Song-Ming period was beyond doubt. Only the most powerful individuals had the qualifications to create their own Grotto Heaven. But here, it was actually…

The Netherworld Emperor forcibly calmed his emotions and carefully examined the walls. Each brick was extremely large, and they were stacked one upon another… The Netherworld Emperor’s gaze couldn’t even see their end. How many of these bricks were there?!

“Three hundred and eighty million,” the Third Holy Mother suddenly said.

“What?” The Netherworld Emperor was stunned.

“There are a total of three hundred and eighty million World Bricks! They are all made of World Stone.” A hint of nostalgia appeared in the Third Holy Mother’s eyes. “It’s shocking, isn’t it… Everyone who comes to Kyoto World City for the first time will feel their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts. This is the Divine Province’s number one city!”

“…Who built them?” Chu Mo asked softly.

“Many people! Each World Brick was mass-produced by experts above the Fifth Level!” The Third Holy Mother shook her head. “As for who guided the construction of the walls surrounding the entire Kyoto!”

The Third Holy Mother gave Chu Mo a deep look. “It was the Divine Court’s first Divine Lord… Nüwa.”

Chu Mo: “?!”

“Wait a minute… Are you referring to that Nüwa?!” Chu Mo gasped. Even though he had already prepared himself, he was still greatly shocked at this moment. Nüwa? How was that possible… According to the current situation, the more powerful the existence, the more powerful the power they possessed even in their initial state…

If Nüwa was real, then she must have existed before the Shang and Zhou dynasties… Wouldn’t she be strong enough to sweep across the world as soon as she awakened? Maybe she alone… wouldn’t the Divine Province be invincible?

“Just as you imagine,” the Third Holy Mother nodded.

“…Then wait, what’s the relationship between that Nüwa and Nüwa?” Chu Mo belatedly realized, and his expression became extremely strange. The second Nüwa he mentioned was naturally the Nüwa of the Heroic Spirit Login Device! The Divine Province’s most powerful artificial intelligence.

“I don’t know…” The Third Holy Mother shrugged. “But, the artificial intelligence must be related to Nüwa… It emerged during the late period of Nüwa’s rule!”

“Oh, and don’t ask me where Nüwa went! I don’t have the authority to know the answer…”