Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 377: The Holy Sword of Humanity! The Reincarnation of Xing Tian!
If I put myself in the shoes of Hou Tu Niangniang, I might not directly target the human race, but I would definitely guide the witch clan in the way of cultivation.

As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he certainly doesn't want the Witch Clan to stay in the underworld forever, with no chance of rising up.

Hou Tu had no reason to refuse the opportunity to use the identity of the Wu people to fight with the human race again and give the Wu people a chance to turn things around.

But it doesn’t matter, Hou Tu’s fate is hers. Originally, there were eighty-one military demons in the space and time, and Hou Tu must have taken action, but the result is still that the human race wins. It was like this before, and it is even more so now!

It's good that way. The fight with the Jiuli tribe is a bit challenging. If there is no Hou Tu supporting behind the scenes, it would be too easy for the human race to suppress the Jiuli tribe.

If there were no invulnerable soldier demon god and the yellow sand that was enough to obscure the Dao rhyme of the quasi-saint, even if the Jiuli tribe had one billion immortals, a thousand Taiyi, and a Daluo Jinxian, they would definitely not be a match for Xuanyuan.

The Yongzhou immortals assembled by Xuanyuan are powerful enough to suppress the entire Jiuli tribe, and the casualties will not be too great.

If the Wu Clan does not take any follow-up action, given the current performance of the Jiuli Tribe, even with the yellow sand that covers everything, it is only a matter of time before they are wiped out by Xuanyuan.

The yellow sand all over the sky is mysterious. It is an indisputable fact that the strength of the Jiuli tribe is far weaker than that of the human race. The yellow sand can at most delay the time for the Jiuli tribe to be conquered.

While he was thinking, a golden light flashed across the void, flying from the direction of Yongzhou and flying straight towards Zhonghuang Mountain.

It was Xuanyuan who was displaying the golden light.

Jiang Haofeng and a hidden vein ancestor glanced at Xuanyuan and did not move. Everyone gathered on the top of Zhonghuang Mountain, waiting for Xuanyuan's arrival.

"Haofeng, can you see through the yellow sand?"

Zhisheng on the side shifted his gaze away from Xuanyuan and looked at the yellow sand covering the Jiuli tribe on the border of Yongzhou. A mysterious Taoist aura rose from Zhisheng's body, and Zhisheng silently imagined a long illusory river. The river was vast and mighty, flowing endlessly, with human figures rising and falling in it. It was the long river of human history.

A mysterious light flashed in Zhisheng's eyes, but he still couldn't see through the yellow sand.

Zhisheng had done this experiment before, but after the Jiuli tribe evacuated, the range of the yellow sand expanded a lot, and the yellow sand seemed a lot thinner. Zhisheng wanted to try if he could see something, but still found nothing.

As Zhisheng finished speaking, the human ancestors around him turned to look at Jiang Haofeng with curiosity in their eyes.

Among those present, Haofeng had a higher level of cultivation, and everyone wanted to know if Haofeng could see anything.

Amid the expectant gazes of the crowd, Jiang Haofeng shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"This yellow sand contains the Dao of Dust, which is a derivative of the Dao of Earth. The existence that left Dao patterns for these eighty-one military demon gods has a very high understanding of the Dao, far superior to me. Not to mention me, I'm afraid that even the great masters at the peak of Quasi-Saint level can't see through this yellow sand."

As he spoke, Jiang Haofeng's eyes were still flashing with red and blue light as he stared at the yellow sand in the distance. In Jiang Haofeng's mind, the Book of All Things was shining with mysterious light. The originally blank pages were now covered by the yellow sand, and a mysterious rhythm of sand was flowing on it.

That's right, Jiang Haofeng was using the Book of All Things in his mind to record the Dao rhyme of sand in the void. The Book of All Things was a genuine innate treasure. In the past, when Jiang Haofeng's cultivation was only at the level of Golden Immortal, he could use this treasure to record the Dao rhyme of the saints.

The Taiqing Immortal Light recorded here has one-third of the mystery of a saint.

At the beginning, Jiang Haofeng was only at the Golden Immortal level and had never come into contact with the Great Way of Wisdom, yet he was able to possess such abilities. Not to mention Jiang Haofeng today, who has already stepped into the threshold of the Great Way of Wisdom and has even comprehended the Great Way of Wisdom to the great success level, not far from the perfect level of the Great Way.

With Jiang Haofeng's current understanding of the Great Dao, he can even increase the power of the Book of All Things.

Moreover, the object of his recording also changed from the original Taoist rhyme of the saints to the derivative of the Taoist rhyme of earth of Hou Tu Niangniang.

Hou Tu is not a true saint after all. Perhaps in the underworld, Hou Tu possesses the power of a saint, but that is in the underworld, and it is also the road of reincarnation. With the help of the origin of the reincarnation of heaven and earth in the prehistoric world, she has such power.

Once it leaves the underworld, it is no longer the power of reincarnation, nor even the pure rhyme of the earth. It is a derived rhyme of the earth, which is easier to record.

It hasn't been long since the sky was filled with yellow sand, and Jiang Haofeng has already recorded three or four percent of the Dao rhyme in it. It should not take long before he can record it completely. By then, this Dao rhyme that surpasses the late quasi-saint stage will become the best resource for him to comprehend the Dao rhyme of wisdom at the perfect level.

As everyone was talking, a ray of golden light broke through the air and rushed directly into the human race's protective formation without encountering any hindrance.

"Xuanyuan greets all the ancestors!"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be so polite!"

Jiang Haofeng withdrew his gaze upon hearing this. The red and blue light in his eyes dissipated, and his attention was focused on Xuanyuan. The yellow sand of the Jiuli tribe would not dissipate for a while, and he had enough time to comprehend and understand it. For now, he should deal with Xuanyuan's problem first.

The human ancestors around also spoke up, and Xuanyuan stood up as well.

"Did the Human King come here for the yellow sand of the Jiuli tribe?"

Without waiting for Xuanyuan to speak, Jiang Haofeng spoke with a smile.

"Ancestor has a keen eye. Xuanyuan came here for this very reason."

Xuanyuan nodded, a solemn look on his face. "I don't know where the Jiuli tribe got their strange ability. The yellow sand they raised can actually obscure the immortal consciousness and obscure cause and effect. Our human army is trapped in it, just like mortals trapped in a vast fog. We are lost and don't know the direction. There is no trace around us. It is difficult to form a military formation. We can't see the enemy and don't know the direction."

"If a group of martial arts elders had not come to our aid later, Chi You would have retreated in the face of difficulty, and I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to get out of this."

Having said that, Xuanyuan seemed to have recalled the scene in the big formation, and his face became even more solemn.

Xuanyuan let out a long sigh, bowed to Jiang Haofeng again and said, "Does the ancestor have a solution?"

Under Xuanyuan's expectant gaze, Jiang Haofeng slowly shook his head again.

“No, this yellow sand contains the Dao rhythm of sand, which is the derivative of the Dao of earth. The person who made the move has a higher understanding of the Dao than an ordinary quasi-saint. Not to mention me, even if a quasi-saint with great magical powers came, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to see through this sky full of yellow sand.”

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then a look of sudden realization appeared on his face. The Dao Rhyme of Earth was even beyond the Dao Rhyme of Earth at the peak of ordinary quasi-saints. There was only one person in the entire prehistoric world who could achieve this.

It turned out that it was that person who made the move. No wonder it was so powerful. For a moment, Xuanyuan instantly understood everything. It was already incredible that the eighty-one Taiyi Golden Immortal-level soldiers and demons could be invulnerable to swords and guns at the same level, not to mention that they could summon such yellow sand. If it was that person who made the move, all this would become normal.

But then, Xuanyuan's face became solemn again. If that person took action, it would be difficult to deal with. That person's magical power would not be so easy to break.

"There is really no way for us to break through the yellow sand that fills the sky of the Jiuli tribe."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan's face became even more solemn, and an unprecedented pressure fell on him. Before, Xuanyuan did not take the Jiuli tribe seriously. After all, the size of the Jiuli tribe was far smaller than that of the human race. With the foundation of the human race, it was enough to easily destroy the entire Jiuli tribe.

But with that person's fate, the Jiuli tribe was in trouble now, even the strongest ancestor in the tribe could not solve the problem.

Just when Xuanyuan felt the pressure was overwhelming, Jiang Haofeng in front of him spoke again: "Although the Jiuli tribe has a deep foundation, my human race also has some foundation."

"When Chi You led the Jiuli tribe to join the human race, I told you to go for it. If it doesn't work, our human race also has the skills to put down the Jiuli rebellion."

"Although there were some unexpected events, the strength of the Jiuli tribe exceeded my expectations, but the tribe also has the resources to deal with it!"

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "I wonder what the ancestor's background is?"

"You come with me."

"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Haofeng took a step forward and instantly appeared at the foot of Zhonghuang Mountain. The human race ancestors behind him immediately understood what Jiang Haofeng meant, and anticipation appeared on their faces. Is the Holy Sword of Humanity, which has been enshrined for so long, finally going to move?
A group of human ancestors waved their sleeves and followed Jiang Haofeng to the foot of Zhonghuang Mountain. Xuanyuan next to them also showed a look of realization in his eyes and stepped down.

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At the foot of the mountain, there stands a mysterious altar, on top of which is a golden holy sword. Above the holy sword, a golden light flows. The inside of the golden light forms a world of its own, with golden figures living inside.

Some are practicing supernatural powers, some are discussing the truth with each other, some are basking in the sun like ordinary people... and the list goes on!

These are all the heroic spirits of the human race. From the time when the Holy Sword of Humanity was established to now, over 200,000 years have passed, and 80% of the hidden-vein immortals and 40% of the visible-vein immortals have remained among them.

This number may not sound like much, but when 200,000 Hui Yuan are accumulated, it is already an extremely terrifying number considering the size of the entire human race.

Moreover, this proportion of immortals did not choose to reincarnate, but chose to transform into heroic spirits and remain in the Holy Sword of Humanity. This is already an extremely terrifying number.

Even though 40% is not a lot, there is reincarnation in the ancient times. Even if one's life span has come to an end, one can still choose to reincarnate and start over, and then walk the path to immortality. Although the chance of this happening is extremely slim, there is still a chance.

If one lifetime is not possible, then try a hundred lifetimes, a thousand lifetimes. If in one lifetime one can attain the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit and become an immortal Golden Immortal, living as long as the heaven and earth, and as old as the sun and the moon, that would be the supreme fortune.

It is already a terrifying number that 40% are willing to give up this slight chance of seeking guidance, cut off their own future, and stay among the human race to protect it and preserve its immortality.

As for the 80% of immortals left behind in the hidden veins, they are even more terrifying than the visible veins and are enough to shock people.

A mysterious light flashed, and Jiang Haofeng, bringing a group of human ancestors and the Human King Xuanyuan, came to the Holy Sword of Humanity. As everyone approached, the Holy Sword of Humanity seemed to have sensed something, and the holy sword enshrined on the altar could not help but tremble, and calls emanated from the holy sword and fell on the people in front of them.

The two quasi-saints, twenty-one Daluo Golden Immortals, and Wang Xuanyuan in front of them all felt the calling, but the calling varied in strength.

The calling from the twenty-one Golden Immortal-level ancestor was the weakest; it was just a heart-felt response, and was just enough to summon the Holy Sword of Humanity.

Apart from the twenty-one Daluo Jinxian-level ancestors, the next one is Zhisheng. The call from the Holy Sword of Humanity is much stronger, several times stronger than that of the Daluo Jinxian ancestors.

However, at this moment, among the people at the foot of the mountain, the call for Zhisheng was not the strongest. Xuanyuan and Jiang Haofeng were the ones that the Saint of Humanity called most strongly.

Although Xuanyuan's cultivation is relatively weak, he carries the luck of the human race. He is the most favored existence of the human race's Holy Sword.

As Jiang Haofeng was the person who refined the Holy Sword of Humanity, the Holy Sword of Humanity was naturally close to Jiang Haofeng, and its call to Jiang Haofeng was as strong as that of Xuanyuan, who possessed the destiny of the human race.

"This Humanity Holy Sword has been nurtured by more than 200,000 Hui Yuan. The number of Xuanxian contained in it exceeds hundreds of millions, and there is no telling how many Zhenxian there are. With this sword, even a mortal can instantly possess a powerful combat power comparable to that of a peak Quasi-Sage!"

As Jiang Haofeng spoke, Xuanyuan's face suddenly showed surprise. He looked at the Holy Sword of Humanity in front of him in shock. How could this Holy Sword of Humanity be so powerful?
Xuanyuan naturally knew about the Holy Sword of Humanity, but he didn't expect that the Holy Sword of Humanity would be so powerful?

"However, this sword is the strongest foundation of our human race, and it cannot be fully exposed. When you use it, you must not use your full strength. With the power of the Holy Sword of Humanity, even if you only use a fraction of its power, it is enough to compete with a cultivator who has just entered the late Quasi-Sage stage."

“If I use only 30% of my strength, it will be enough to sweep away the late Quasi-Saint cultivators, and even fight with the peak Quasi-Saint cultivators. If I use 50% of my strength, it will be enough to rival the ordinary peak Quasi-Saints. If I use 70% of my strength, it will be enough to compete with the old Quasi-Saints of the prehistoric world!”

After he finished speaking, the shock on Xuanyuan's face became even more intense. What a powerful holy sword!

"However, do not overuse the power of this holy sword. Use only 30% of its power at most. The Jiuli tribe does not pose a fatal threat to our human race. There is no need to expose such a powerful force."

"Besides, I'm still here. If anyone dares to bully the weak, I can just stretch my muscles."

"Yes!"

Xuanyuan immediately agreed respectfully.

Then, Xuanyuan's gaze turned to the constantly trembling Holy Sword of Humanity in front of him. He stepped forward and grasped the hilt of the Holy Sword of Humanity. The next moment, a rich golden light lit up, and a huge force surged into Xuanyuan's body. At this moment, Xuanyuan felt stronger than ever before!
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At the same time, when Xuanyuan arrived at Zhonghuang Mountain, Chiyou also came to the underworld.

However, compared to Zhonghuang Mountain, the atmosphere in the underworld is more silent. The pressure that the human race puts on the Jiuli tribe is much greater than the pressure that the Jiuli tribe puts on the human race.

Moreover, all the means prepared by the Jiuli tribe have been used up, and the Wu tribe really cannot come up with any new means in a short period of time.

The Wu clan warriors pondered for a while, but still could not come up with a solution. At this moment, the burly Xing Tian stepped out, glanced at Chi You, and said:

"I'll go to the reincarnation."

(End of this chapter)