Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 266 The Golden Seal!

Although Fuxi has been the Human Emperor for ten years, in some remote tribes, many people still have not completely changed their way of speaking. They subconsciously continue to use the title that Fuxi used when he was the Supreme Elder, calling Fuxi the Ancestor.

The old man was just an exception. In the prehistoric continent, such a picture appeared above the heads of all human tribes. The moment the picture appeared, some people guessed that this was the picture of the enthronement of Emperor Fuxi. For a moment, all the eyes of the human race were focused on the sky.

The same scene appeared not only in the human race in the prehistoric times, but also in the thirty-six Xinhuo Cities in the universe, and in the hundred thousand universes, and in the sky.

Wherever there are human beings, wherever the human race is blessed with good fortune, the image of Taihao City appears in the void.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the void, Fuxi's firm voice rang out.

The sonorous and powerful oath resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. All the human beings who heard Fuxi's oath felt their blood boiling and an indescribable sense of power surged in their hearts.

They saluted towards the void one by one and shouted:

"I'll wait to see your Majesty!"

For a time, the entire human race was filled with the sound of worship. On the vast land, in the endless void, wherever there were human beings, there were thunderous sounds of worship.

As everyone gathered to worship Fuxi, the cohesion of the entire human race was raised to a new level, and invisible forces of destiny converged towards the direction of Taihao City.

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In Taihao City, the luck light on Fuxi's body suddenly became brighter, the blazing golden light was like the scorching sun, and his divine power was enough to crush everything!
With the pillar of luck and light added to his body, no magic could affect him. Even though Nuwa was a supreme saint, she did not dare to cast a spell directly on Fuxi. Even if it was a kind spell, no matter what kind of magic power, it could not do anything to Fuxi!
Of course, the total amount of luck on Fuxi did not increase, only slightly, and it just became more brilliant.

The destiny of the human race is closely related to the strength of the human race. As long as the strength of the human race remains unchanged, the power of the destiny of the human race will not change.

However, everyone was thinking about Fuxi. When the entire human race was united, the power of Fuxi's luck was at its strongest, and the power he displayed was much stronger than usual!
Fuxi looked at the increasingly powerful pillar of luck and light around him, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the ceremony of the enthronement of the Human Emperor had also achieved unexpected results.

The power of luck reflects the situation of the entire human race. The power of luck of the human race has just risen, which must be a good thing for the human race.

Fuxi was delighted, then a serious expression appeared on his face. He was about to take the next step when suddenly, a familiar breath suddenly appeared in the distance.

This is the power of human destiny!
Fuxi was stunned and immediately looked up to the north!

How is it possible? The power of luck of the human race, now all the power of luck of the entire human race is gathered on me, how could there be any power of luck left outside?

You must know that the luck of the human race is limited. If the luck of the entire human race was not gathered together, the luck column on Fuxi's body would not be able to withstand the attack of the saint.

If it were said that before, the luck of the human race had not been gathered, but was dispersed into fifty parts, each in the hands of fifty supreme elders. It was not surprising to see the luck of the human race at that time, but now the luck of the human race has all been gathered on himself.

Among the entire human race, the fifty innate ancestors do not have the slightest luck. Where does this power of luck come from?

Fuxi stared at the north in confusion. In Fuxi's perception, this force of destiny was a hundred miles north of Taihao City.

Is this Zhonghuang Mountain? Fuxi showed a puzzled look on his face and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the ancestors below.

The destiny of the human race, which shares the same origin, is still in Zhonghuang Mountain. Obviously, this must be a secret of the human race.

I didn't expect that there were secrets among the human race that I didn't know about. I don't know what this secret is.

However, what surprised Fuxi was that the ancestors below were looking at him with a puzzled look, as if wondering why he suddenly looked at them.

Among all the ancestors, only Elder Haofeng's expression did not change at all, and he nodded at him.

Fuxi was stunned. Ancestor Haofeng wants me to take it out?

Feeling the sense of intimacy from a hundred miles away, Fuxi did not hesitate and immediately responded to the former's call. With the surge of the power of luck, a brilliant golden light burst out a hundred miles north of Taihao City!

The huge Zhonghuang Mountain was dyed golden in an instant, and a terrifying aura rose from the depths of Zhonghuang Mountain.

In an instant, the people who were gathered in Zhonghuang Mountain to watch the coronation ceremony of the Human Emperor in Taihao City a hundred miles away were suddenly alarmed. Twenty-three hidden vein ancestors rose into the air, and a powerful aura was looming.

Among the twenty-three ancestors of the Hidden Vein, there are thirteen who are Daluo Golden Immortals, three who are about to break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal level, and seven who are currently at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal level and have not found the opportunity to break through.

Because of the Bagua theory that Fuxi taught, the power of the visible meridians came to dominate and gradually suppressed the hidden meridians.

But even so, this is still a huge force, plus there are sixteen Daluo Golden Immortals on the verge of a breakthrough. If this were placed in the current prehistoric world, just in terms of the number of Daluo Golden Immortals, either of the Chan or Jie sects alone would not be a match for the Hidden Vein.

Twenty-three ancestors stood in the endless void, and several powerful Daluo auras locked onto the newly appearing aura below.

But the next moment, a mighty force came roaring, and all twenty-three people in the void were shocked back. Fortunately, this force had no ill intentions towards everyone, it just pushed everyone away.

In the void, twenty-three hidden vein ancestors were shaken away, and a golden seal emerged in the void. After the seal shook off the ancestors, it went towards the south of Zhonghuang Mountain. However, as soon as it moved, it hit the formation, and the seal floated in the void again.

The next moment, golden light on the seal surged, and a mighty divine power roared out, causing ripples to appear in the yin-yang dust formation in the void.

In an instant, the sky and the earth above Zhonghuang Mountain changed, and a gray formation appeared in the void. One world after another emerged, wrapping Zhonghuang Mountain layer by layer.

The first trap array in the prehistoric world - the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Array!
Moreover, it was a formation set up by a saint himself, with the Springs of Life and Death as the core of the formation. It was definitely a saint-level formation.

However, this golden seal is not a vegetarian. As the seal turned, a mighty golden light surged, and more than a hundred newly formed worlds were directly annihilated, as if they were ground into pieces by a huge millstone.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred of the three thousand formation worlds condensed by the Liang Yi Micro Dust Array were destroyed!
(End of this chapter)