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

Chapter 121 The Current State of Humanity is Worrying!

If he could, Ye Yang would never have bothered with any talk of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors; he would have gone straight for the main course. However, this was the inevitable trend of the Great Dao, and although Ye Yang had made a vow to the Origin Dao, he was still not strong enough to contend with the Great Dao.

This is the rule, but Ye Yang understands that the human race needs the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the final result is the emergence of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. As for who they are, the Great Dao doesn't care.

According to the original plan, the Heavenly Dao destroyed the Human Dao, and all the saints of the heavens plotted to control the fate of the human race. Without changing the overall situation, they directly took control of the human race. From then on, the human race only knew the Heavenly Dao and the Xuanmen lineage, but did not know the vicissitudes of the human race over the ages.

From then on, people only knew the laws of the emperor, but not the legitimate rule of the human king.

But now that Ye Yang has appeared, how can Heaven grant its wish?

Three years passed in the blink of an eye. For the prehistoric world, this was nothing but a blink of an eye, but for the human race, it was a considerable period of time.

Although the human race is blessed with great fortune, it is currently nothing more than flesh and blood. A hundred years pass in the blink of an eye, and three years is still a considerable amount of time.

Even those humans who possess the blood of the witch race are only a little older than usual, but ultimately they cannot escape the fate of humanity.

To change this situation, we must spread the Tao, enabling every human being to cultivate, to defy fate, to live as long as heaven, and to transcend mortality.

This is a difficult path that Ye Yang cannot complete alone; it requires the entire human race to work together and pool the strength of their entire race.

Over three years, Ye Yang traveled to all the human settlements protected by powerful beings, including Wuzhuang Temple, the River Styx and the Blood Sea, and the Underworld Reincarnation.

Ye Yang spent three years witnessing the development of these protected humans, but he was somewhat disappointed.

"Alas, how can one become strong when one is provided with everything by others? Like a flower in a greenhouse, it withers as soon as it encounters a storm."

Ye Yang had originally intended to find someone to help spread his teachings, but after seeing these sheltered humans, he was utterly disappointed.

One must be strong to succeed. If one relies on Ye Yang's methods to force growth, even if some achievements are made, the upper limit will be limited.

Left with no other option, Ye Yang could only continue his search.

He then spent several years traveling to all the places where the prehistoric human race gathered. It must be said that these humans, who had no protection, had a strong ability to survive, but this was only limited to their physical bodies. They were incomparable to the gods and immortals.

Many of these tribes already possessed the blood of the witch clan, but their arrogance and talent instilled fear in those with pure human blood.

Ye Yang also shook his head. He wanted to intervene, but then he thought that those who possessed the blood of the Wu clan were also human, and survival of the fittest was a necessary process.

Let them resolve their internal conflicts themselves. Without competition, there is no progress. With a sigh, Ye Yang left again.

For a full ten years, Ye Yang had not found the successor he was looking for. Although he could pass on the martial arts of the human race, it would not achieve the desired effect; it would be like pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

On this day, on the East China Sea, Ye Yang sighed and looked at the vast ocean, his heart filled with emotion.

"Nearly half of the human race is protected by powerful beings from the primordial era. If this continues, even if the human race's fortune is as great as the flood, how many will actually be able to carry the banner in the end? If I am not there to protect them, they will surely collapse at the slightest touch."

Ye Yang is bound to embark on the path of transcendence and will inevitably leave the prehistoric world in the future. What will become of the human race then?

Ye Yang sighed as he strolled casually along the coast of the East China Sea, when suddenly a particular tribe caught his attention.

Ye Yang was also shocked to see a young man below take down a wild beast with a single punch.

"As expected, the bloodline of the Witch Clan is a formidable force no matter where they go."

Ye Yang shifted his gaze again and suddenly his expression changed. He saw a group of people bullying a child not far away. The child's face was bruised and swollen, but there was anger and stubbornness in his eyes.

Ye Yang could tell that the group of tall, strong children were only eight or nine years old, and the children who had fallen to the ground were also of similar age, but their sizes were quite different.

Ye Yang observed secretly that every time the child fell to the ground, he would try his best to get up and fight back. Although it was useless, Ye Yang admired his perseverance.

"This lad is not bad. He has a bit of my style, and surprisingly, he doesn't have a trace of witch blood. This is a pure human bloodline inheritance. This is quite interesting."

A moment later, the child was beaten so badly that he couldn't get up. Although his eyes were still filled with rage, he was too badly injured to move and could only lie on the ground.

His limbs trembled incessantly, indicating severe pain, but not a single tear fell. However, Ye Yang could tell that this kid was being very strong.

Ye Yang instantly transformed into an old man with a hunched back, and the Human Ancestor's Scepter transformed into a cane, which he then slowly appeared not far from the child.

Who is it?

Although he was unable to move, his alertness was remarkable. Ye Yang nodded, satisfied.

"Oh dear, whose child is this? Why are you lying on the ground?"

Ye Yang, pretending to stagger and sway, ran over and gently helped the child up. At the same time, he secretly channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into the child's body, allowing the child to regain some mobility.

"Child, what happened to you? Why are you covered in wounds? Did you encounter a monster?"

After Ye Yang helped the child sit down, he began to ask questions, only to see the child shake his head.

"Old man, cough cough, you should leave now, saving me will only cause you trouble."

"He's not a bad person at heart," Ye Yang chuckled and said.

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of trouble. I know magic, hahaha. By the way, what's your name?"

However, the kid had a question about it.

"I don't have a name, but you say you know magic? Don't lie to me, okay? You were staggering around like a madman while running away, is that what you call magic?"

Forehead.

Ye Yang was surprised; he hadn't expected this kid to be so observant. With an awkward smile, he said:

"Of course I know magic, but I don't usually use it. By the way, what about your injury?"

The child sighed and said without much thought:

"I was beaten by someone else."

"Hmm? Why? Tell me about it."

But the child seemed reluctant to continue, and Ye Yang couldn't just let it go like that. He quickly said:

"Just think of it as something to amuse this old man, how about it? Besides, I'm from another place and don't know much about your area, so tell me about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yang put his hands behind his back and gently grabbed, and some spiritual fruits appeared.

"Tell me, and all of these are yours."

"Huh? They're all mine?"

The child's throat gurgled, he was tempted. Ye Yang was overjoyed. They were just kids, surely he could handle them.

"That's right, you said these are all yours, so what?"

"Alright, I'll tell you."

After sitting down, Ye Yang listened attentively.

"I was beaten by other members of the tribe. They were of the Wu clan bloodline and bullied me. They saw that I was weak and forced me to kneel and worship their Wu clan god. I refused and was beaten up as a result."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang felt somewhat displeased. When the Witch Clan entered the Human Clan, they had already relinquished all their Witch Clan identity. Now, there were still those who were unwilling to accept this and actually wanted to recreate the glory of the Witch Clan. This was outrageous.

(End of this chapter)