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Behind the gate of light, figures appeared one after another.

Ten paths.

One hundred paths.

A thousand paths.

Myriad paths.

One hundred thousand ways.

Millions of paths.

Thousands of paths.

Tens of millions of figures slowly stepped out from the gate of light!

At that moment, the sky trembled, the earth roared, and the void froze!

A million figures, suspended in the void.

His aura was like a dragon, and his blood and qi surged like a tide!

Great Golden Immortal.

A full 50,000 Great Luo Golden Immortals!

Three hundred thousand Taiyi Golden Immortals!

Golden Immortals, millions!

Mystic Immortals, millions!

Millions of human cultivators hovered above Chendu.

The aura gathered into a sea, reflecting the crimson-gold light of the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

It is integrated with the human merits that soar to the sky above the altar.

It resonates with the will of the Three Sovereigns and Three Ancestors.

The entire primordial world trembled at that moment.

The entire sky changed color at that moment.

The entire earth roared at that moment.

Hongjun's pupils contracted slightly.

He gazed at the million figures.

Looking at those fifty thousand Great Golden Immortals.

Gazing at the vast, ocean-like flow of qi and blood.

His complexion remained unchanged.

Yet, a faint ripple flickered in the depths of those eyes that had been indifferent for countless years.

The fluctuations were very subtle.

So faint as to be almost imperceptible.

But if someone is nearby, they will definitely be able to see it.

That was astonishment.

It was a shock that had been suppressed to the extreme.

Millions of human cultivators.

Is this the essence of humanity?

Is this the Jie Sect's backup plan?

Is this the power that Xuandu has accumulated over tens of thousands of yuan?

Hongjun took a deep breath.

He remembered something.

Chaos Orb.

The flow of time.

One year outside is like ten thousand years inside the Pearl River.

Xuandu left the prehistoric world and returned to the Yuanhui.

If he continued to cultivate within the Chaos Pearl...

That would take hundreds of millions of years.

Even someone with mediocre talent can cultivate for hundreds of millions of years and eventually become a Great Luo Immortal.

Moreover, the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Moreover, Xuandu passed down martial arts and taught them for hundreds of millions of years.

Moreover, the Chaos Pearl also contains the Yellow Plum.

There is also the energy of chaos.

There are also four ferocious beasts as protectors.

With such a foundation, it would not be surprising to have a million great immortals.

But standing before him at this moment were not just a million Great Luo Immortals.

It is 50,000 Great Luo.

But these 50,000 Great Luos are enough to change everything.

This is enough to cause the fortune of the Jie Sect to increase several times over.

This is enough to allow humanity's fortune to break through its bottleneck.

That's enough to completely awaken the dormant will of the billion-dollar society.

In the capital city of Chen.

Billions of people are rising up.

Gazing at the millions of figures suspended in the void.

Gazing at the vast, ocean-like flow of qi and blood.

Gazing at the soaring crimson-gold light.

His eyes were filled with shock.

It was full of fervor.

Full of pride.

Those were their own kind.

Those were their predecessors.

That is the foundation accumulated by the human race over hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Fifty thousand Great Luo Immortals..."

An elderly human cultivator spoke, his voice trembling.

"When did our human race come to have so many powerful individuals?"

Beside him, a middle-aged cultivator gazed at the sky, his eyes reddening.

"It is Master."

"It was Master who, within the Chaos Pearl, taught them the Way, protected them, and paved the way for them."

"Even with hundreds of millions of dollars in donations, Master has never abandoned the human race."

As the words fell, countless humans knelt on the ground.

The figure in green robes facing the sky.

Towards those million figures suspended in the void.

They were looking towards their revered master.

He kowtowed deeply.

On the altar.

Fuxi raised his eyes and looked at the million figures.

A light shimmered in those deep, star-like eyes.

"Master..."

He spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"Is this the fortune you've accumulated for the human race, worth hundreds of millions of yuan?"

Shennong stood beside him, his simple face already streaked with tears.

"Our human race has finally stood up."

Xuanyuan remained silent.

He simply gripped the cracked Xuanyuan Sword and gazed at the sky.

Those resolute eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

"Not enough."

"We still have to wait."

"We have to hold on."

"We also need to block Hongjun."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step.

With one step, he stood before a million cultivators.

Clad in black armor, with the Xuanyuan Sword in hand.

He turned around and faced the million figures.

The sound shook the surrounding area.

"Gentlemen."

"I am the Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

"Today, humanity will awaken."

"Today, the human race shall rise."

"Today, I ask you all to fight alongside me."

"Protect humanity, protect our human race, protect our master!"

As soon as the words fell, a million cultivators knelt down in unison.

"Protect humanity!"

"Protect our human race!"

"Protect my master!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

Its momentum, its intensity, its vastness, shattered the sky in an instant.

Break through the shackles that suppress the billions of dollars of humanitarianism.

Break through the Heavenly Dao barrier set up by Hongjun.

Break through all obstacles.

On the altar.

A burst of golden light erupted!

The light was so intense, so dazzling, so vast, that it instantly illuminated the entire capital city of Chen.

Illuminating the vast wilderness.

Illuminate the heavens and the earth!

Fuxi shuddered.

His human virtues and merits began to surge wildly.

That is a sign of perfect merit.

That is a sign of the descent of one's fruition.

That was the moment he had been waiting for, a moment that had finally arrived after spending tens of thousands of yuan.

Shennong was startled.

His accumulated human virtues also began to surge wildly.

That light resonated with his benevolent heart as he tasted hundreds of herbs.

It resonated with the sweat he shed teaching the people to cultivate the land.

Resonate with his compassion that heals all diseases and cures all poisons.

Xuanyuan was startled.

His human virtues and merits were also surging wildly.

That light resonated with his great achievement of unifying the human race.

It resonated with his battles of slaying Chiyou and pacifying the Jiuli tribe.

It resonated with his ambition to ascend to the throne and establish a unified dynasty.

The three emperors were surrounded by three streams of human virtues intertwined like a net.

It was connected to the aura of those million cultivators.

It resonates with the will of billions upon billions of people.

It merged with the golden light of the Kongtong Seal.

The entire altar slowly rose amidst that light.

The entire city of Chen knelt on the ground under that oppressive aura.

The entire primordial world held its breath and focused its attention on that strange phenomenon.

Hongjun stood in the void, gazing at the altar.

Gazing at the surging human virtues surrounding the Three Sovereigns.

Gazing at the ever-growing golden light.

His complexion was slightly somber.

He sensed it.

Humanity is truly awakening.

It wasn't a gradual awakening.

It erupted suddenly.

It is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

The resentment that had been suppressed by the billions of dollars was released in full at this moment.

He couldn't wait any longer.

If we wait any longer, humanity will be fully awakened.

At that time, the three principles of heaven, earth, and humanity will be in balance.

The era of absolute supremacy of the Way of Heaven is over.

He, Hongjun, will no longer be the sole ruler of the primordial world.

"Xuan Du".

Hongjun spoke, his voice as cold as ice for eternity.

"You think these people can stop me?"

Xuan Du looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Whether we can stop them or not, we'll only know after we fight them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

Millions of cultivators stood up in unison.

Fifty thousand great Luo stood at the very front.

Countless breaths intertwined like a net.

Resonate with the human virtues and merits on that altar.

It echoed the crimson-gold light of the Martial Arts Heavenly Stele.

It is connected to the golden light of the Chaos Bell.

Above the primordial sky, three torrents converged.

Humanitarian merit is as precious as blood.

The martial arts qi and blood are crimson red, like a dragon.

The fortune of the Jie Sect is as golden as the sun.

Three colors of light intertwine like a net.

It pressed down hard on Hongjun!

Hongjun's gaze sharpened.

He raised his hand.

He struck out with his palm.

The palm print is colorless, formless, and silent.

However, the power of the Heavenly Dao contained within it is ten times stronger than before!

He doesn't want to be restrained.

Do not test them.

Don't procrastinate.

He's going to strike.

The altar was completely erased.

All of these millions of cultivators were suppressed and killed.

Humanity was completely suppressed.

Just now.

Xuandu moved.