Rewriting the Gods

At this point, the Human King's rule, which lasted for 100,000 Huiyuan, ended, and the human race ushered in a new era. If the human race can win, the Human Emperor era will be completely preserved. If not, the human race will enter the Human King era again.

As a volume of history was completed, Zhisheng's aura increased again, and the vast river of history flashed by above Zhisheng's head.

It was only a moment, but there was still a hint of the eternal and vast breath escaping from it, which was the weight of history.

At this time, Zhisheng's cultivation had reached the limit of the late quasi-saint stage. To be precise, a long time ago, at the end of the period of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Zhisheng had broken through to the late quasi-saint stage.

By the end of the Xia Dynasty, Zhisheng's cultivation had already reached the limit of the late Quasi-Saint stage. Logically speaking, he would be able to break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint with one more step.

However, with the end of the era of human kings, the Shang Dynasty became a vassal kingdom. Although Zhisheng had improved, it was only an imperceptible improvement and was still in the realm of the late quasi-saint.

Moreover, Zhisheng had a premonition that even if such improvements happened countless times, they would not accumulate to allow him to break through to the peak of Quasi-Sainthood.

The peak of quasi-saint. To reach this realm, one needs more than just Taoism. The most important thing is the comprehension of the Tao. When the comprehension of the Tao is perfect, one reaches the peak of quasi-saint.

History rolls forward without stopping. If you want to rely solely on writing history and feeling the rhythm of history, you may not be able to fully comprehend it. The way of history is not that simple!
But Zhisheng is not in a hurry. He just needs to take it slow. There is plenty of time. It doesn’t matter even if he can’t make a breakthrough.

Just let everything depend on fate.

Placing the bamboo slips in his hand on the attic, Zhisheng walked to a cushion nearby and sat cross-legged quietly, thinking about what he had learned from the sermon.

Stones from other hills, can learn!
In the ancient times, time passed slowly without counting years.

The ascension of the Human Emperor to the throne caused a great uproar in the prehistoric world, but that was all. The saints who set the rules of heaven had no intention of causing trouble.

In the blink of an eye, twelve years passed.

During the past twelve years, the three realms have been at peace, and neither the Western religion nor the orthodox religion has ever set foot on the human world.

The only thing worth mentioning is that, as Jiang Haofeng guessed, the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan were ready to take a gamble. On the third and fifth days after meeting with Suiren, they successively agreed to the alliance with the human race.

The dragon and phoenix tribes became the sacred beasts of the human race. Kong Xuan and Yinglong, two great monks at the peak quasi-saint level, lived there permanently and obeyed the orders of the Human Emperor.

At the same time, the addition of the two also filled the gap in the human race's peak combat power.

The human race itself has only three quasi-saint peak cultivators. Jiang Haofeng has already surpassed the category of quasi-saint, and Xuandu, as the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, does not need to participate in the catastrophe.

Although Xuan Du was very strict, he would definitely rush to help the human race, and Saint Taiqing would not care.

But after all, it involves a saint, so it is better not to do anything if possible.

As a result, Nüba is the only human cultivator at the peak of the quasi-saint level left, and Nüba's power is simply acquired after all, not cultivated by herself.

Although he had mastered his own strength after years of hard training, he was still lacking something. Plus, he didn't have any powerful spiritual treasures, so he was only average at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level.

For a time, there was a gap in the human race's peak combat power below the saints. Fortunately, there were two other races, Kong Xuan and Yinglong, who filled this gap.

The four quasi-saints are no less powerful than the Chan sect.

Just when everyone got used to the tranquility, one day, a loud phoenix cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth, colorful lights illuminated the void, half of the sky turned colorful, a colorful phoenix that covered the sky and the sun fell from the endless sky, circled above Xiqi's head three times, and three loud phoenix cries echoed throughout the three realms.

After a full stick of incense had passed, the gorgeous phoenix flapped its wings and flew back to heaven.

Immediately afterwards, on Kunlun Mountain, several streams of light broke through the air, and the vast immortal light connected into one, and a group of immortals landed in Xiqi.

"The heaven and the earth have order, the emperor is monopolizing power and disrespecting heaven and earth. Now the phoenix is ​​singing on Mount Qishan, and Xibohou Jichang should be the emperor on earth!"

"Now Xiqi has established the Zhou Dynasty, following the way of heaven, conforming to the heaven and earth, and completing the way of heaven and man!"

The voice of the Immortal of the South Pole resounded throughout the three realms, and also announced that the Battle of the Gods had officially begun.

Taihao City!
Suiren looked towards the west and sighed quietly in his heart. Although he had already thought of it, he still felt a little uncomfortable when Ji Chang really devoted himself to the Chan sect.

You are already a local lord and have reached the pinnacle of the world, so why do you still covet the so-called title of Son of Heaven?
Be recognized by heaven and earth?
Giving up the destiny of the human race in exchange for the recognition of heaven and earth is too much of a loss.

Although Suiren felt regretful, he did not hesitate too much. The power of the late Quasi-Sage was activated, and the mighty voice resounded through the world! "I declare in the name of the Human Emperor that Xibo Hou Ji Chang did not respect the rules of the human race, rebelled against the race, and was expelled from the human race. All human races in the world will kill him without mercy!"

The Twelve Clan Rules of the human race are indeed not strict, but no matter how relaxed they are, the princes of the human race accepted the support of other forces and turned against the human race. This is undoubtedly a betrayal of the race.

The two sentences resounded throughout the three realms, instantly attracting the attention of countless immortals. Countless creatures turned their eyes to the human race.

In Xiqi City, Ji Chang listened to the sound in the void that shook the three realms. He could not help but stagger, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Ji Fa, who was standing by, quickly stepped forward and supported Ji Chang, "Father."

"From now on, you and I, father and son, will probably be infamous for eternity."

"Father, we are here to save the human race. We have personally met Lord Haotian and Yuanshi Tianzun. It is far better for the human world to be governed by the rules of heaven than by the human emperor."

"The emperor may make mistakes, but the rules of heaven will not."

"Haotian God is the Lord of the Three Realms appointed by Daozu himself. He is in charge of the Three Realms. The human world should belong to Haotian God's rule."

"The ancestors of the clan are confused. If they gather the power of the clan to fight against heaven and earth, they will surely destroy themselves. The right way is to follow the will of heaven and let go."

"We are the rescue tribe!"

Jiang Ziya, who was standing by, also said, "Your Highness is right. I am also from the human race. Before I became your disciple, I was from Chaoge."

"I am a human myself, how could I harm the human race?"

"Following the Way of Heaven and obeying Heaven's will is what we should do. The Emperor of Mankind expelled the King from the human race for this reason. This is not what an Emperor should do."

"The elders and the Emperor have done something wrong, we must put things right!"

"This world shouldn't be like this!"

Ji Chang's expression eased a little after hearing this. Thinking back to the past thirteen years, when he had divined thousands of times with exactly the same hexagram, Ji Chang's eyes became firm.

There has never been any problem with my divination, and it is in accordance with God's will, so how could there be anything wrong?

In fact, Ji Chang had already made up his mind. Otherwise, there would not be the Phoenix Singing in Mount Qishan and the Kunlun Immortals entering Xiqi today.

There is nothing wrong with what Yuanshi Tianzun and Haotian God said. How can the power of one clan be compared with that of heaven and earth?
As he spoke, Han Dulong stepped in, came in front of the two of them, bowed to Ji Chang and said:
"Reporting to the king and the prime minister, Yi Sansheng and Nangong Shi saw that the situation was not good and have fled Xiqi. All the armies in Xiqi have been controlled in our hands. Soon we will be able to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and ascend to the throne of the Son of Heaven!"

Jiang Ziya nodded immediately upon hearing this, and said to Ji Chang: "My king, after you ascend the throne, establish the List of Gods bestowed by Daozu himself, invite the heavenly soldiers to help, and then you can send troops to Taihao City to restore order!"

Ji Chang took a deep breath, bowed to Jiang Ziya and said:

"Then let's do as the Prime Minister says!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Ziya bowed and agreed to the task.

At this moment, Suiren's voice sounded again.

"Ji Chang rebelled against his clan. Wen Zhong, the Grand Master under the King of Shang, is appointed as the commander-in-chief. He is to mobilize the Qingzhou Army, Youzhou Army, Yangzhou Army, and Xuzhou Army to attack Xiqi. There must be no mistakes!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people in Xiqi changed slightly, and Jiang Ziya couldn't help but say: "It seems that we need to move faster."

"Prime Minister, please make the arrangements."

"Yes!"

At the same time, in Chaoge City, Wen Zhong, who heard the voice, immediately bowed respectfully in the direction of Taihaotian City.

"I, Wen Zhong, accept your order!" (End of this chapter)