Rewriting the Gods

"Human Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Suiren was stunned and a look of confusion appeared on his face. Hasn't there been no Human Emperor in the clan for a long time?
Besides, can one become the Human Emperor just by wanting to? According to the rules of the human race, doesn't one have to gather half of the human race's luck before one can take on the position of the Human Emperor?
Besides, there are restrictions on the Heavenly Rules now, and the Human King cannot practice. I am already a cultivator in the late Quasi-Saint stage, so how can I be the Human Emperor...
No, the Human Emperor?
A look of realization flashed across Suiren's face. As the leader of the three ancestors of the human race, Suiren was obviously not a stupid man. Considering the many things that had happened to the human race recently and the many restrictions of the Human King, Suiren also understood what Jiang Haofeng meant.

After thinking clearly about the reason, Suiren nodded without any hesitation and said:
"Since the clan needs it, I naturally have no problem with it!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Haofeng's smile widened when he heard this. As expected of Suiren, the first of the Three Ancestors, his support for the human race was unquestionable.

If it weren't for me who suddenly appeared and led the human race out of that darkest moment, the person who would have been it would have been Suiren.

Jiang Haofeng snapped his fingers and a beam of magic power was released, landing on the golden bell in front of the ancestral pavilion. The golden bell rippled silently, without any sound coming out, but all the supreme elders of the human race were affected.

After several years, the human race once again opened the human race meeting!

As the bell rang, everyone's eyes on the field immediately focused on Jiang Haofeng, and everyone's faces changed.

First, he asked the ancestor Suiren whether he was willing to become the Emperor of Man, and then he immediately convened a clan meeting of the human race. It was obvious that there were big moves in the clan.

"Everyone, please go into the ancestral pavilion first and wait for the other supreme elders to arrive."

Jiang Haofeng spoke to the more than one hundred supreme elders in front of him.

Due to Zhunti's attack, all the supreme elders of Zhonghuang Mountain have gathered here, so there is naturally no need for additional summons.

"Yes!"

Without hesitation, everyone bowed and walked into the ancestral pavilion, waiting for the clan meeting to begin.

At the same time, among the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places of the human race, countless Golden Immortals opened their eyes and turned into streams of light and headed towards Zhonghuang Mountain.

After a while, the three hundred Daluo immortals of the human race gathered together, all the supreme elders returned, even Xuandu of the Human Sect, Huangshen and Li Ling of the Jie Sect returned.

It is worth mentioning that Huang Shen and Li Ling are also on the list of people coming down the mountain from Jiejiao this time. After all, these two are both human and disciples of Jiejiao, so they are perfect people to contact both sides.

However, their cultivation base is not high. They are just ordinary Golden Immortals. Among the many Jiejiao immortals who came down the mountain, they are not among the top ten. Their responsibilities are limited. If they were not the ancestors of mankind, they would not be able to stand on their own.

That’s right, the Golden Immortal is no longer considered good enough at the moment.

Under normal circumstances, the Golden Immortal would be a top-notch immortal wherever he was. When he arrived in the Heavenly Palace, even Haotian would come out to meet him personally.

But this is not an ordinary time. A catastrophe has occurred, and disciples of major sects and saints have come down the mountain, and there are also many quasi-saints.

The Golden Immortal of Great Luo is no longer considered the top combat force, and only the Quasi-Sage has the power to influence the outcome of a battle.

Getting back to the topic, with all 300 Daluo Immortals of the human race returning to their positions, the 23rd clan meeting of the human race was officially held.

In the ancestral pavilion, Jiang Haofeng was sitting cross-legged on the main seat. On his left hand was Xuandu who had rushed back from Shouyang Mountain, and on his right hand was Huangdi’s daughter - Nüba!
Both of them are cultivators at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, and they are currently the only Quasi-Saint fighters at the peak level of the human race except Jiang Haofeng.

Below these two are six quasi-saint monks including Suiren, Zhisheng, Dachao, Shaodian, Zhuxiang and Cangjie. These are the quasi-saint combat forces of the human race today.

Further down, there are three hundred Daluo Golden Immortals.

These are the foundation accumulated by the human race over a period of half a kalpa!
At this moment, in the ancestral pavilion, a group of human Golden Immortals looked eagerly at the main seat of Ancestor Haofeng, feeling unprecedented relief in their hearts. Our human race also possesses the combat power of a saint!

With the presence of Ancestor Haofeng, our human race has completely established its foothold in the prehistoric world and is now on par with the other several saintly sects!
Looking at everyone's eager eyes, Jiang Haofeng showed a hint of relief on his face. Although the task was still arduous, it would not be an exaggeration to say that there was a long way to go.

But we have finally achieved a breakthrough, which is great news for the human race!

Jiang Haofeng shook his head, suppressed the thoughts in his mind, and said with a smile:

"Everyone, I have accomplished my mission. With the full support of this clan, I am no weaker than any saint in the prehistoric world in terms of combat power!"

"The Taoist has also acknowledged my identity. From now on, my human race will also be a saintly force!"

As soon as Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, everyone on the field smiled, and each of them felt more relaxed than ever before.

The human race did live quite well in the past, but they still had the huge mountain of the saint pressing down on them. Now that this mountain has been overturned, everyone can't help but feel relieved.

Seeing everyone's relaxed expressions, Jiang Haofeng also smiled.

After a few breaths, Jiang Haofeng restrained the smile on his face. Although the achievement he had made was certainly a happy one, now was not the time to relax!
Thinking of this, Jiang Haofeng's expression became serious:
"I have called you all here today because I have an important matter to discuss with you fellow Taoists!"

As soon as Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, the relaxed expressions on everyone's faces disappeared, and were replaced by the same solemnity as Jiang Haofeng's, as they quietly waited for Jiang Haofeng's next words.

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, I confronted the two saints from the West in the void for a while, then I heard the summons from Daozu and went to Zixiao Palace."

At this point, curiosity suddenly appeared on the faces of the people below.

Jiang Haofeng then said: "All the saints in the prehistoric world gathered in Zixiao Palace, and under the witness of Daozu, they re-determined the battle of conferring the gods!"

Then, Jiang Haofeng told everything that happened in Zixiao Palace before.

"So, next, my human race will join forces with Jiejiao and fellow Taoists from the Nuwa Palace, and meet with Chanjiao, the Western Church, and the Heavenly Palace!"

"Whether the luck of our human race can remain in the human race depends on the next battle!"

As Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, a strong fighting spirit rose up, and the eyes of the human race's Daluo Immortals on the field were full of fighting spirit!

"How dare you covet the fortune of our human race? I'll see who will come and test the power of my Fang Tian Ji!"

Among the crowd, Zhu Xiang, who practiced the great way of fighting, immediately slammed the table and stood up, his face full of anger!

"That's right. Why should the destiny of our human race belong to the Heavenly Court?"

"That's right, that's right!"

"We worship Haotian as the supreme ruler of the Three Realms and have never been disrespectful. We have cooperated with him in everything, but in the end, we have ended up like this. He wants to take the fate of our human race back to the Heavenly Court!"

"Do you really think that our human race is easy to bully?"

"What's the point?"

"I want to attack the Lingxiao Palace and see if Haotian is stupid or not."

"・・・"

As Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, the faces of the Golden Immortals below changed instantly, and many of them cursed out loud.

The human race has been pretty good to the Heavenly Court. The immortals of the Jiejiao killed the gods of the Heavenly Court, and the immortals of the Chenjiao did not obey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven. Until now, nothing has happened, except for the so-called List of Gods.

But when it comes to the human race, they obey everything. When the Heavenly Court wants humans to serve as gods on earth, humans give them things. When the Heavenly Court wants to hold a Peach Banquet, humans always attend and do everything they should do. And now you want to take away the human race’s luck to go to the Heavenly Court?

What's the point?
Isn't this bullying?
For a moment, the crowd was excited, and many people directly asked to go to the Lingxiao Palace to question Haotian. Jiang Haofeng raised his hand to suppress it, and in an instant, the ancestral pavilion returned to silence again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Haofeng.

"Everyone, please be patient and listen to me!"

After that, Jiang Haofeng explained the reason. After explaining it clearly, Jiang Haofeng spoke again:

"Therefore, the main purpose of holding this clan meeting is to establish Suiren, the human race's ninth emperor, to deal with the great catastrophe of heaven and earth!"

"What do you think?"

"agree!"

As soon as Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, someone spoke directly.

Jiang Haofeng looked over and saw a Daluo Jinxian with a visible pulse. When he saw Jiang Haofeng looking at him, the Daluo Jinxian was stunned at first, then bowed and said:

"Ancestor Suiren is a congenital human being. He has been in charge of the clan for a kalpa and a half, and has ignited the immortal fire of the clan. His many contributions are obvious to all. I fully support the nomination of Ancestor Suiren to be the new Human Emperor!"

After hearing this, Jiang Haofeng smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.

As the Daluo Immortal finished speaking, several more voices rang out:

"agree!"

"no problem!"

"..."

One by one, the supreme elders spoke up to express their agreement. Those who were able to cultivate to the level of Daluo Jinxian had mostly lived from the last catastrophe to the present, so they naturally knew about Suiren's contribution to the human race.

The matter was urgent and related to the Conferred God Battle, so naturally everyone would not be vague and spoke up to express their approval.

Besides, since Patriarch Haofeng said so, there must be a reason for it.

In just a moment, everyone on the field nodded in agreement, and no one expressed a different opinion.

"If that's the case, then it's settled!"

"Fellow Daoist Suiren, you will be the ninth emperor of our human race in the future. One year later, you will offer sacrifices to the heavens in Taihao City and officially ascend the throne!"

"good!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone nodded in approval.

At the same time, in the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi, who had gathered all the luck of the human race in himself, felt something in his heart. Feeling the luck of the human race stirring in his body, a gleam of light flashed in Fuxi's eyes. It seemed that things had been done.

Fuxi's mind moved, and the Kongtong Seal in his hand shone brightly, and the humanitarian luck surging in his body calmed down again.

It is not the right time yet. Only when the ancestor officially ascends the throne will the fortune return. If we go back now, it will make too much noise.

In the Human Race's ancestral pavilion, it was decided that Suiren would serve as the Human Emperor. Jiang Haofeng immediately gave the order:
"The contribution of Taoist Fellow Suiren is obvious to all, but now the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have all passed 100,000 Huiyuan, let alone the work of Taoist Fellow Suiren."

"The story of Taoist Suiren has long become a myth passed down by word of mouth. I'm afraid the ordinary people in the clan only know about it."

"Now that Taoist Suiren wants to ascend the throne and become emperor, this is naturally not possible."

"After you go back, tell all the elders under your command to inform the thirty-six caves, seventy-two blessed lands, and three thousand immortal mountains."

"All the major caves, blessed places and immortal mountains need to send immortals down the mountain to retell the story of Taoist Fellow Suiren and prepare for his ascension to the throne!"

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. This was a simple matter. Suiren himself was qualified to become the Human Emperor. All they needed to do was to talk about what he had done.

With the deliberate propaganda of the entire human race, one year was enough to gather the luck of the human race on Suiren.

After all, compared with the current Emperor Xin, Suiren is obviously more suitable to be the leader of the human race. This is not difficult!
After deciding on the candidate for the ninth Human Emperor, Jiang Haofeng glanced at the people below. It was not easy to convene a clan meeting, so he might as well talk about this matter all at once.

After a pause, he spoke again:

"Everyone, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and immediately looked up at Jiang Haofeng.

"Back then, I established the human race's ancestral pavilion system. A half kalpa has passed since then. The human race has survived to this day, and the ancestral pavilion has made an indelible contribution!"

"At the beginning, Taiyi Jinxian was appointed as the elder, and Daluo Jinxian was appointed as the supreme elder. All Daluo Jinxian entered the ancestral pavilion to discuss matters."

"At the beginning, our human race was weak, and the number of Daluo Jinxian was very small. Every Taiyi Jinxian was a rare and powerful force in the race."

"There is naturally no problem with this division, but it has taken a kalpa and a half to develop to this point."

"Among our human race, there are more than 300 Daluo Golden Immortals, and the number of Taiyi Golden Immortals has exceeded 100,000."

Having said that, Jiang Haofeng paused slightly and spoke again:

"For the current human race, this system is no longer suitable."

"When the Grand Elder and the Elders were appointed, the Grand Elder took charge of one side, and the Elders assisted the Grand Elder in taking charge of the other side, and together they built the defense of our human race."

"But right now, Taiyi Golden Immortals no longer have the strength to rule a region. Not to mention Taiyi Immortals, even many Daluo Immortals are unable to truly rule a region."

At this point, all the Golden Immortals on the field fell silent.

But there was only silence, and no one raised any objections. There were even many Daluo Immortals who showed a look of relief in their eyes.

What Patriarch Haofeng said was true. The clan has indeed developed well in recent years, but the better the development, the greater the competition within the clan.

The human race is also a force, and a huge one at that, so internal competition should not be underestimated.

When a quasi-saint appeared in the clan, although he was still a supreme elder of the human race like the other Daluo Jinxians and sat together in the ancestral pavilion, his status and identity was already different.

Status comes not only from identity, but also from one's own strength.

Especially in the world of Honghuang where all power belongs to oneself, strength means status.

In fact, all the Daluo Immortals were somewhat uncomfortable with being on the same level as the Quasi-Saints, but this was a rule set by Patriarch Haofeng and other ancestors, and it was really difficult to violate.

Now that Hao Feng mentioned this matter, all the Daluo Immortals felt relieved. (End of this chapter)