Chapter 19 Breaking the Connection Between Heaven and Earth

　　*Juedi Tiantong* (Severing Heaven and Earth).

　　One of Emperor Zhuanxu's greatest achievements.

　　And judging from the formation he was already conceiving, his move towards *juedi tiantong* was only a matter of time. Wei Yuan believed that he had merely brought forward something that was bound to happen.

　　Zhuanxu murmured to himself, vexed,

　　"But, how to do it..."

　　"Losing the 'pillar' will directly degrade the effectiveness of this formation disk."

　　The white-haired Daoist extended a finger and flicked a jade talisman, saying, "Then think about how to make this 'pillar' something that the human race already possesses, or is connected to the destiny of the human race. Think about whether there is a way to not rely on the power of Buzhou Mountain, even if Buzhou Mountain is still there?"

　　*Juedi tiantong* is an ancient supreme formation.

　　Far more domineering and terrifying than the Two Extremes Reversal Formation, Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, or Immortal Slaughtering Formation fabricated in later novels. Separating humans and gods, *juedi tiantong*—such a formation was absolutely beyond Wei Yuan's comprehension in his previous identity during the reign of King Yu hundreds of years later.

　　Now, in the modern era, his strength and experience are sufficient to access this level of knowledge.

　　But these things have already dissipated into the dust of history, never to be found again.

　　Therefore, he can only rely on the young, future Emperor, one of the Five Emperors, to pioneer this era of separation between humans and gods. The latter's comprehension of formations, gained from observing the patterns of heaven, earth, and nature, far surpasses anyone Wei Yuan knows. Wei Yuan can only offer some direction based on his limited experience from later generations.

　　And then be quickly surpassed by Zhuanxu.

　　Watching the young man who seemed immersed in his own world, Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, thinking to himself,

　　As expected of Zhuanxu.

　　Even without the personal martial prowess of figures like Xuanyuan and King Yu, he still established the most illustrious achievements… the *juedi tiantong* formation? It's a pity, I probably won't have time to witness the birth of this eternal formation. After all, whether or not I prevent the collapse of the heavens, I should be returning to the outside world by then.

　　However, it's not a complete loss.

　　Wei Yuan quietly scanned the jade talisman, his divine soul vast, recording the layout of the formation, one of Emperor Zhuanxu's pinnacles of array mastery, completely in his mind. This kind of thing is almost an entire inheritance of entering the Dao through formations. Zhuanxu's path, even if it's not as good as Xuanyuan's, is still that of an ancient human emperor.

　　An immensely vast formation…

　　Not a range-based one, but a formation that directly affects the rules.

　　This is truly outrageous…

　　Wei Yuan felt his scalp tingle with just a little analysis.

　　His evaluation of Zhuanxu soared rapidly.

　　Ordinary formations borrow the power of the earth veins and *feng shui* to interfere with and attack those who enter the formation within a certain space. Zhuanxu's formation, at its core, aims to step on the authority of Buzhou Mountain to directly create a pseudo-mythological concept, imposing the effect of *juedi tiantong* within the formation's range.

　　This effect is almost approaching the level of the Ten Greats in nature.

　　Creating rules.

　　Wei Yuan glanced at it and found that the formation disk was too exquisite to be modified further.

　　Ah Liang would probably need to spend a long time to master it…

　　"Hmm?"

　　Wei Yuan suddenly paused slightly.

　　Zhuanxu was startled and said, "Your Excellency, what's wrong?"

　　"Nothing…"

　　The Daoist nodded. In his perception, the aura from Huntian, which had always enveloped him, suddenly experienced a dramatic consumption, and then stabilized to a new equilibrium point. But Wei Yuan felt that, at this rate of consumption, it would probably be exhausted the moment the affair of the Human Emperor ended.

　　'At that time, it will be when I leave this small world…’

　　The white-haired Daoist understood in his heart.

　　Looking at the Zhurong couple inside, at the gentle woman lightly teasing the tender Changqin, the phoenix bird perched on her shoulder, the lights were bright, and the black-haired youth in front of him almost pressed his face against the jade tablet, earnestly contemplating the possibilities of these formations.

　　Everything had a real feeling, but the white-haired Daoist felt detached from it all.

　　"Hmm, what are your thoughts on the formation nodes in this place?"

　　"I think there could be three ways. Which one do you think is better..."

　　Zhuanxu raised his head, smiling and pointing at the array patterns.

　　The white-haired Daoist came back to his senses and participated with a smile.

　　Even though this was just a "past reflection."

　　But everything was vivid.

　　……………………

　　"Well, thank you very much, Your Excellency. Today has truly been a great harvest."

　　Zhuanxu collected his jade talismans one by one. Wei Yuan had also solidified the [Sleeve Universe] technique in his sleeves, which made this ancient music and technology enthusiast rejoice. He kept trying to take things out and put them back in, taking them out again and putting them back in, having a great time.

　　Finally, the two bid farewell to the Zhurong tribe.

　　To prevent Changqin's power from going berserk again and hurting innocent people, Zhurong's encampment on this trip to Xuanyuan Hill was some distance away from the hill itself. The white-haired Daoist and Zhuanxu walked side by side. Zhuanxu was still playing with the Sleeve Universe technique while pondering the formation.

　　The white-haired Daoist, however, fell into deep thought.

　　Something's not right…

　　Whether it's Gonggong or Zhuanxu, both have their own positions, and these positions can, to some extent, coexist, and even…

　　Zhuanxu could very well be said to be a fanboy of the Water God Gonggong.

　　This future Human Emperor had no intention of fighting with the Water Minister Gonggong for the position of Emperor.

　　His ideal in life was to be a minister who could study music and formations.

　　This history completely contradicts the "records" Wei Yuan knew from later generations, in which Zhuanxu and Gonggong fought, were at odds with each other, and in the end, Xuanyuan chose Zhuanxu, and Gonggong angrily left Xuanyuan Hill, smashing his head against Buzhou Mountain.

　　What exactly happened in between?

　　There are still five days left.

　　What will happen in these five days?

　　The white-haired Daoist continued to walk forward, his thoughts constantly surging -

　　Either the records themselves are false, and the true history is completely imitating the Chiyou and Xuanyuan of that year, deliberately crashing into Buzhou Mountain. But what benefit does this bring to the human race? Losing the pillar supporting the heavens and the earth, causing the heavens and earth to collapse, resulting in the northwest tilting and the southeast sinking.

　　History does not record it, but how terrifying were the casualties of such a terrifying disaster?

　　It directly led to the emergence of the Netherworld, the land of the dead.

　　No, whether it's Gonggong's path or Zhuanxu's path, there can be no motive to crash into Buzhou Mountain. If they crashed into Kunlun Mountain or the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor Mountain, there might still be a possibility, after all, messing up these two sides would also be of some benefit to the current human race.

　　Crashing into Buzhou Mountain, causing the world to change drastically?/

　　No, this is not in the interest of the human race…

　　This would cause fluctuations in the concentration of spiritual energy, causing the original peaceful order of the heavens and the earth to suddenly become chaotic, with various natural disasters emerging one after another, causing monsters and beasts to go crazy, and causing many spiritual materials that were of great use to the human race to be directly and completely wiped out, so that not a single plant could be found just three hundred years later.

　　And since it is not in the interest of the human race…

　　According to common sense, there should be no conflict between Gonggong and Zhuanxu either.

　　Which also means…

　　The white-haired Daoist stopped, his right hand clenched, and the energy flowed, transforming into a sharp sword. He spun around, and the sword energy swept across, directly slashing towards Zhuanxu beside him. The latter was still in a state of thought at the moment, stunned for a moment, unable to react, unable to dodge, and with his strength, he couldn't dodge.

　　The magnificent sword energy fell.

　　With a snap.

　　A palm print intertwined with thunder and fire behind Zhuanxu was directly cut off.

　　The shattered thunder and flames fell to the ground, leaving huge, hideous traces on the earth. Zhuanxu reacted at this moment, his face pale, and stumbled back, sitting down on the ground with a thud. The white-haired Daoist held his sword, blocking him on one side, his sleeves rolling slightly.

　　Since the situation of Gonggong crashing into Buzhou Mountain would not occur according to common sense.

　　Since the direct split between Gonggong and Zhuanxu is not in the interest of the human race… then it means.

　　The intervention of a third party…

　　The [loophole] hidden in history.

　　The sword energy flowed, and the white-haired Daoist raised his eyes, looking ahead, seeing a man in black clothes, covered in ink-colored iron armor and a mask, seeing that the latter's energy was deep and vast, unfathomable, and seemed to feel a bit of astonishment at failing to kill Zhuanxu with one move.

　　"This, this is…"

　　Zhuanxu was stunned.

　　Wei Yuan looked at the ink-colored aura on the man's body, feeling that his own true spirit was being stirred, becoming irritable and angry, and negative auras that did not exist in the first place were generated out of thin air, and then shattered by a clear sword heart.

　　Enough to affect the state of mind of the strongest batch below the Ten Greats.

　　In an instant, Wei Yuan thought of the sudden berserk behavior of many gods recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

　　For example… the god created by Zhu Jiuyin.

　　………Not good, Gonggong!!

　　His current human body's strength is limited.

　　Damn it, could it be that in history, they attacked Zhuanxu and Gonggong at the same time?!

　　"Zhuanxu, retreat!"

　　Without time to think, how did the truly weak Zhuanxu of real history avoid this deadly assassination?

　　Wei Yuan grabbed Zhuanxu's collar and pulled him back directly. The man in black said, "…Interesting. Since you suddenly appeared, you seem to have done a lot of things, and even predicted my actions today. It seems that you have deduced something."

　　The white-haired Daoist held his long sword horizontally: "…The remnants of the gods from the Battle of Zhuolu?"

　　"Hmph, trying to trick me? Such inferior methods."

　　The man in black swayed, using the method of Traveling Through the Six Voids, with heaven and earth as thunder and fire, and great swamps and mountains.

　　Wei Yuan's pupils contracted.

　　This is!!!

　　He gripped his sword and attacked.

　　Extremely fierce swordsmanship, and an incomparably domineering edge.

　　Sword Art · Hometown.

　　The flowing aura was directly annihilated, and the edge of the long sword was pressed against the opponent's brow, but it was difficult to move further for a while. In front of him, small worlds seemed to be born and destroyed, and for every one long sword shattered, two would be born in the next moment, with earth, water, wind, and fire, traveling through the six voids, constantly changing. Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes.

　　"…Innate Eight Trigrams, the method of creation."

　　"Fu Xi?"

　　Or is it…

　　That fake?

　　Zheng!!!

　　The long sword was blocked by small worlds, and the sword energy swept across, but it was still difficult to move. The other party whispered hoarsely:

　　"Not bad moves… but… how can they open the Heavenly Dao?"

　　The Heavenly Daos of layers of small worlds directly trapped and locked the Daoist.

　　More than a hundred layers of Heavenly Daos were added together, extremely heavy.

　　"Is that so?"

　　The white-haired Daoist suddenly let go. In the face of the opponent's stunned gaze, he directly abandoned his sword, and the sword energy overflowed, turning into layers of streamers.

　　His right hand slightly clenched his fingers, as if supporting the heavens and the earth.

　　The hundred layers of small world Heavenly Daos were briefly lifted up.

　　The white-haired Daoist looked vast, supporting the sky with one hand, with a profound and insightful temperament.

　　Then he turned his wrist, and his white fingers fell heavily.

　　His palm seemed to have turned into the boundless Heavenly Dao, falling slowly and heavily.

　　Heaven Flipping!!!

　　……………………

　　A violent impact and a torrent of tyrannical water covered the sky.

　　"…Assassins?!"

　　The Water God Gonggong frowned, looking at the children over there, and said, "Fangfeng, is everyone alright?"

　　Although young, the already tall Fangfeng Clan member hurried back, and then his expression changed drastically, "Lord!!!"

　　"Hmm?!?"

　　Water waves left shadows, and Gonggong directly appeared beside the children of the tribe, and sure enough, he saw the assassins, who seemed to be directly hidden in the cracks of time and space, making them difficult to find. Gonggong shouted, "Presumptuous!"

　　"Retreat!!!"

　　The water flowed at a terrifying speed, directly wrapping them up, piercing their acupoints, and instantly killing them.

　　The Water God Gonggong slightly bent down to check the situation of these children, and at this time, Fangfeng Clan member behind him slightly opened his eyes.

　　His tender face changed.

　　In the next moment, a vast amount of energy flowed in a unique way.

　　A top-notch treasure that was enough to briefly interfere with the minds of beings below the Ten Greats, making them irritable and angry, emerged.

　　Transforming into a short sword.

　　A destiny-like concept that had long disappeared from the river of history emerged.

　　Authority - Cause and Effect · Certain Hit.

　　He stabbed fiercely towards Gonggong's back heart, who had attacked forward earlier and had not paid attention to his rear.