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"Second brother..."

Di Jun slowly turned his head to look at Donghuang Taiyi, who was almost out of control beside him, his voice hoarse:

"...obey the Taoist ancestor's decree."

Those four words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Donghuang Taiyi trembled violently and looked sharply at Dijun.

Eyes facing each other.

In Di Jun's eyes lay an unfathomable despair and resolute determination.

Donghuang Taiyi understood.

He understood the deeper meaning in his brother's eyes: the Dao Ancestor had been chosen and could not be changed.

To resist now would only lead to death.

The only option is... to endure!

Endure until the great calamity begins, endure until the final battle against the Witch Clan!

If we can win then, there is still a chance for things to turn around.

If we fail... then everything will be in vain. Who will inherit the chaos? What will be the point?

Donghuang Taiyi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger and frustration.

He slowly lowered his head and bowed to Hongjun Daozu:

"Disciple... obeys."

And this moment.

Xuan Du was overjoyed!

Become!

As expected, the Dao Ancestor...did not refuse!

Instead, the matter will be postponed until after the Great Tribulation!

Xuandu instantly understood the profound meaning behind this!

The Dao Ancestor had already foreseen that Donghuang Taiyi would die!

When the Eastern Emperor falls and the Chaos Bell is left without a master, it will be a natural progression for Xuandu to be given the throne, and no one can stop it!

As for why I helped him...

Xuan Du's eyes flickered slightly, his mind racing.

It is because he seized a glimmer of hope for humanity, established martial arts, and gathered fortune, which is in line with the great trend of the rise of humanity.

Or is it because... the Dao Ancestor wanted to use him to balance the prehistoric world and lay the groundwork for the future Investiture of the Gods?

Xuan Du had no idea.

But he knew one thing!

From this moment on, a tacit understanding had begun to form between him and the Dao Ancestor.

The Dao Ancestor needed this variable.

He also needed the Dao Ancestor's tacit approval to fight for a sliver of hope for himself and the human race!

Win-win!

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!"

Xuan Du immediately bowed, his voice sincere:

"Disciple will humbly obey the Dharma's decree!"

Hongjun Daozu nodded slightly and said no more.

He glanced at the crowd and said calmly:

"That's enough for today."

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi felt a chill run down their spines and bowed in agreement:

"I will humbly obey the decree of the Dao Ancestor!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches also looked solemn and cupped their hands, saying:

"The Witch Clan obeys."

The six saints bowed in unison:

"Your disciple obeys."

Hongjun Daozu nodded slightly, and his figure slowly faded away.

The Dao Ancestor departed.

The terrifying pressure between heaven and earth slowly dissipated.

But that invisible constraint still exists, reminding everyone.

The outcome is now decided.

"snort."

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, gave Xuandu a deep look, and with a flick of his sleeve, transformed into a beam of jade-pure immortal light and disappeared.

Lao Tzu also nodded slightly to Tongtian, and the purple aura drifted eastward.

Nuwa sighed softly, and the sky was filled with seven-colored rays of light as she returned to the Nuwa Palace.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, then bowed respectfully to Tongtian and Xuandu with their limbs joined together.

"Brother Tongtian, Nephew Xuandu, the matter for today is settled, and we two monks will take our leave now."

After saying this, the two transformed into golden light and returned to the West.

All six saints departed.

In the arena, only Tongtian, Xuandu, billions of human beings, and the Demon Court and the Witch Clan remained.

The atmosphere remained heavy.

Di Jun took a deep breath, looked at Tongtian and Xuandu, and said in an icy voice:

"The Sage of Heaven, Deputy Master of Xuandu."

"We, the Demon Court, have taken note of what happened today."

He paused, then said, word by word:

"The outcome will be revealed in the next great eon."

Having said that, he said no more, turned around, and flicked his sleeve:

"Return to the palace!"

"Boom!"

The remaining starlight of the Zhou Tian Star Array slowly receded, the Demon Court Palace disappeared into the void, and billions of demons retreated.

In a short while, the area where the Demon Court was located was reduced to an empty sky.

Only the lingering starlight, not yet completely dissipated, tells the story of the breathtaking confrontation that had just taken place.

Before leaving, Donghuang Taiyi gave Xuandu a deep look.

Xuan Du remained calm, meeting his gaze without backing down.

Until the Demon Court completely disappeared.

"call......"

The Master of Heaven breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Xuan Du, his eyes filled with admiration and emotion:

"Good lad..."

"Your actions today have truly made me look at you in a new light."

Xuandu bowed and said:

"This disciple was reckless and has troubled Master."

Tongtian waved his hand slightly and said:

"It's alright."

"You are seeking justice for the human race, and I, as your teacher, will naturally support you."

He paused, looking down at the billions of humans below, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes:

"However... although the Dao Ancestor did not severely punish him, he did establish a ten-thousand-year prohibition."

"For the next ten thousand years, you and the human race... must be careful with your words and actions."

Xuan Du nodded and said:

"Disciple understands."

Tongtian nodded slightly and looked in the direction of the Wu Clan.

Dijiang grinned, carrying his giant axe:

"Sage Tongtian, today's spectacle was truly delightful!"

"However, the Dao Ancestor has ordered that we must return to prepare."

His gaze shifted to Xuan Du, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes:

"Young friend Xuandu, your actions today are truly gratifying!"

"If needed in the future, my Wu tribe... may be willing to cooperate with you."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the ancestral shamans varied.

Gonggong, Zhurong, and others had a glint in their eyes, clearly indicating that they were interested.

Houtu's eyes were clear as she softly said:

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, your dedication to helping humanity make a living is truly admirable."

"Although our Wu clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit, we still respect such heroes."

Xuan Du cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you all for your kindness."

"Perhaps there will be an opportunity for cooperation in the future."

Dijiang laughed loudly:

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"Goodbye!"

Having said that, the twelve ancestral witches erupted with their vital energy, transforming into twelve streams of blood-red light that tore through the void and returned to Mount Buzhou.

The witch clan... also retreated.

This is the end.

The Demon Court retreated, the Witch Clan left, the Sage departed, and the Dao Ancestor settled the matter.

Only Xuandu and the human race remained, standing in the void, gazing at the gradually calming heavens, silent for a long time.

"Master..."

The three members of the Suiren clan leaped forward, tears welling in their eyes, their voices choked with emotion:

"My human race... finally..."

Xuandu turned around and looked down at the hundreds of millions of humans.

Every face was filled with excitement, pride, and... hope.

A century of forbearance, a century of grief and indignation.

Today, we have finally earned a word of "justice" from the Dao Ancestor, a bow of the demon race, and a re-examination of the human race by all the races of the prehistoric world!

This was the sliver of hope he had secured for humanity!

"Let's go back."

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice gentle:

"These ten thousand years... are humanity's last chance to develop."

His gaze swept over the three members of the Suiren clan, and he said, word by word:

"Reveal my decree!"

"From this day forward, humanity shall devote itself to the cultivation of martial arts, the development of civilization, and the strengthening of itself!"

"Ten thousand years from now, when the great calamity begins... I will ensure that the human race possesses the strength to contend with all other races!"

"I will show all living beings in this primordial world!"

"Humans are not ants!"

The roar was thunderous and etched into the hearts of every human being!

"I will obey the decree!!!"

Billions of humans roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!

My blood and energy surge to the heavens, my will is as strong as a dragon!

At this moment, the soul of humanity... has fully awakened!

In the void, the Tongtian Sect Leader stood with his hands behind his back, the phantom of the Qingping Sword hovering behind him, and the Myriad Immortals Formation Diagram appearing and disappearing.

He watched Xuandu lead hundreds of millions of humans away, a look of satisfaction lingering in his eyes.

This child... truly surprised and delighted him.

No.

It was stunning.

A century has passed in the blink of an eye.

Tongtian still remembered that when he first met Xuandu on the shore of the East Sea, Xuandu was just an ordinary human.

But who could have imagined it?

In just one hundred years.

This child has grown up to such an extent!

At the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, he slew Burning Lamp with his sword, subdued the Mysterious Tortoise, took in the Kunpeng, established the martial path, and united the human race...

Today, leading hundreds of millions of humans, they directly confronted the Demon Court, forcefully clashing with the Zhou Tian Star Array, and forcing Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to bow their heads.

Furthermore, he remained neither humble nor arrogant before the Dao Ancestor, and sought justice for the human race!

Each and every one of these incidents is shocking and outrageous.

Which one of them wasn't going against the will of Heaven?

"Good...very good..."

Tongtian's lips slowly curved into a smile, his eyes flashing with sword light, full of admiration.

This is truly his disciple who has reached the heavens!

This is what a vice leader of the Jie Sect should look like!

Seize a sliver of hope, defy fate, contend with all races, and debate with sages!

What heroic spirit! What courage!

"This child's future...is limitless."

Tongtian muttered to himself, a vague premonition already in his heart.

Xuandu's achievements are probably far more than this.

Perhaps... one day, this child will truly be able to touch the Primordial Golden Immortal?

The thought flashed through his mind, and even Lian Tian himself was slightly taken aback.

He then shook his head and chuckled.

Judging from the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal in Xuandu over the past hundred years, it doesn't seem too difficult... right?