I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 116 When did the human race suddenly have so much good fortune?

Ye Yang roared and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. At the critical moment, Ye Yang used his own blood essence to forcibly extract the suppressed human race's fortune.

Rumble.

In an instant, a terrifying aura of fortune erupted, and half of the western sky flashed with golden light. Endless human fortune burst forth, startling many powerful beings in the prehistoric world.

"What's going on?"

"Human destiny? Why does humanity possess so much destiny? And who, the very protagonist of this Lich Wars, is this?"

This was incredibly powerful, once again refreshing our understanding of the human race.

All the saints and sages were once again struck down by lightning.

"Human destiny, so much human destiny! Damn it, why is there so much?"

The Supreme Sage was furious. Why did the human race have so much fortune?

"Didn't a large amount of human destiny already get consumed in the chaos? Why is there still some left? Just how much human destiny is there?"

Suddenly glancing at the Western world, the Supreme Sage immediately burst into a tirade of curses:

"Ancestor of Humanity—you scoundrel!"

The sound pierced through the heavens and the earth, and all living beings in the primordial world were greatly surprised. They never expected that the Ancestor of Humanity would force the Sage of Taiqing to speak such vulgarities.

Nuwa was also very unwilling.

"Why is there so much more good fortune for humanity than ever before?"

Nuwa felt envy, jealousy, and hatred, but even more so, regret. Had she known that the human race possessed such great fortune, why hadn't she intervened to save them? As for the demon race... to hell with them.

In any case, they were all victims of the Great Calamity. Thinking about it carefully, Nuwa really suffered a huge loss.

The Ancestor fought three desperate battles to pave the way for humanity, but his own desperate fight only secured a sliver of survival, and even that sliver depended on the whims of humanity.

"Ancestor of Humanity, just how many tricks have you been hiding—?"

Nuwa roared in anger, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared from the depths of chaos, and the Zixiao Palace slowly emerged. Hongjun stood on the steps of the Zixiao Palace and looked towards the Western Great World, his eyes filled with incomprehension and doubt.

"Ancestor of Humanity, why do you possess so much fortune? It's comparable to the combined fortune of the Lich and Demon races. What is the reason for this?"

Hongjun was completely baffled. If there were no unexpected changes, the human race would still be barely surviving at this moment, but now things have changed.

It is no longer the primordial world under the absolute control of Hongjun; it contains endless hidden tricks.

"Jieyin and Zhunti have entered the tribulation and entered samadhi. If they cannot find the Ancestor of Humanity to successfully overcome the tribulation, the three flowers on their heads will surely be cut off."

The Tongtian Sect Leader also looked over. With such terrifying luck bestowed upon them, it was too late for Jieyin and Zhunti to hide.

Rumble.

"The progenitor of humanity, no—."

A pillar reaching to the sky—in an instant, a massive club descended from the heavens, slamming heavily onto the Golden Lotus of Merit. The Seven Treasures Tree was also unable to evade the damage.

In an instant, the terrifying human destiny collapsed, and they were thrown back hundreds of millions of miles away.

"puff--."

"puff--."

At the same time, Jieyin and Zhunti coughed up holy blood, resulting in golden light flashing across the primordial land and golden lotuses emerging from the ground. The two saints coughing up blood blessed the primordial world.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you have gone too far in deceiving the Holy One—".

After regaining their footing, the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, prepared to counterattack, but in the next instant, they found that their bodies were covered by endless karma.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you..."

"You damned bastard, you've dragged us into the Lich Wars."

Rumble.

At that very moment, the terrifying power of the calamity surged directly into Jieyin Zhunti's body.

"Oh no, this is bad, the power of a great calamity."

"Senior brother, what should we do? Our merits are really not enough."

The two panicked. The terrifying fortune of the human race erupted at this moment, stunning the great beings of the primordial world, the saints of the heavens, and even Hongjun.

Where the hell does he get so much luck?

Only the Master of Heaven smiled slightly and muttered to himself:

"The fortune of the Jie Sect has entered the human race. As long as the Jie Sect grows stronger, the fortune of the human race will also grow stronger. The Tongtian clone's strength will also increase the fortune of the human race, as will the Witch Clan and the Underworld."

The Witch Clan merged into the Human Clan, and the terrifying fortune of the Witch Clan needs no further explanation. Ye Yang intercepted the Heavenly Dao, and all the remaining fortune of the Witch Clan was transferred to the Human Clan, causing the Human Clan's fortune to rise accordingly.

There is also the cycle of reincarnation. The Ancestral Witch Houtu is the ancestor of the underground path, but she has not given up her identity as a witch. As long as the strength of the Ancestral Witch Houtu increases, the fortune of the human race will also increase.

Houtu is the ancestor of the earth, and with their mutual support, the human race's fortune is like a primordial beast. It's just that the current calamity of the Lich King has limited the human race.

While all the great beings in the heavens were confused, the Tongtian Sect Leader was the most clear-headed.

With a single blow, Jieyin and Zhunti were forced into a tribulation. The terrifying human fortune transformed into endless karma, and Jieyin and Zhunti were bound by endless black threads. They even dared not use the Twelve Merit Golden Lotus. There was no other way, as karma is the nemesis of merit.

"Junior brother, the only way out now is to find the Ancestor of Humanity to face the tribulation. If you and I join forces to fight the Ancestor of Humanity, we will force him to use the power of the Great Tribulation. Otherwise, after the Lich Tribulation, the three flowers on our heads will definitely fall off, and in severe cases, we may be kicked out of our sainthood."

Jieyin and Zhunti were also unlucky. Back when Yuanshi Tianzun was struggling to withstand the karma of the human race in the depths of chaos, the human race did not have so much fortune.

But now that the human race's fortunes have risen, Jieyin and Zhunti were caught off guard and fell directly into the trap, much to Ye Yang's delight.

As the dust settled, Ye Yang's Dharma body appeared.

"Damn it, I just got ripped off by that bastard Yuanshi Tianzun, but at least I've gotten my revenge for now."

Then he looked at Jieyin and Zhunti and said:

"Hey, you two bald monks, how does it feel to have been scammed? Hahaha."

Feeling comfortable, yet Jieyin and Zhunti were so enraged that their fury reached the heavens.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you have gone too far in bullying the Holy One. Today we may have to settle this score."

A spiritual bamboo stalk came straight at them, and the Seven Treasures Tree followed suit, with Jieyin and Zhunti transforming into two streaks of red light that rushed straight towards the Ancestor of Humanity in an instant.

"Ancestor of Humanity, today's battle is either your death or mine."

Rumble.

The earth trembled as the two Western Saints launched a fierce attack on the Ancestor of Humanity, forcing him to use the power of the Great Calamity to cope with the tribulation. However, Ye Yang was no fool.

puff--.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Human destiny, condensed—".

Rumble.

All that could be seen in the western sky was the surging tide of human fortune rushing straight toward Ye Yang like a mighty river or a raging tsunami.

"Damn it, Ancestor of Humanity, you've used this trick again."

"Junior brother, run!"

The two Western Saints were already burdened with endless karma, but they never expected Ye Yang to come this time.

"Hahaha, trying to run away? Did I agree to that?"

Ye Yang's Dharma body erupted, heading straight for Jieyin and Zhunti.

"I said in the chaos that once I returned to the primordial world, Mount Sumeru would be removed from the list, and I mean what I say—."

Rumble.

The dragon-shaped staff that was transformed from the ancestral scepter instantly became a pillar supporting the sky. Taking advantage of the moment when Jieyin and Zhunti were escaping, the original human race's fortune instantly turned into immeasurable calamity power and headed straight for Mount Sumeru.

"No--."

"Ancestor of Humanity, you scoundrel—"

Jieyin and Zhunti quickly flashed back. The power of the great calamity! This is a good thing to deal with calamities.

But how could Ye Yang let them have their way? He slammed down hard.

"broken--."

(End of this chapter)