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

Chapter 141 The Dao Ancestor Powerhouse Attacks

Upon hearing this, the hearts of all the saints in the heavens skipped a beat, and they subconsciously thought that Ye Yang still had a trump card. However, after realizing what was happening, they simply snorted coldly and said:

"Ancestor of Humanity, you should stop struggling in vain. The great calamity of the Lich King has passed, and the destiny of the human race has entered the primordial world. You cannot change it. Accept reality."

However, Ye Yang suddenly became ferocious and burst into laughter, saying:

"Really? Then take a look at the gifts I brought you, hahaha."

All that could be seen was Ye Yang holding a single plant in his hand, and the power of the Lich King's Calamity appeared. In an instant, all the saints of the heavens were terrified.

"This is bad, the power of a great calamity."

"Damn it, teacher, please intervene and suppress this."

The saints of the heavens were terrified. This was the crucial moment for drawing upon the human race's fortune; if they were disturbed, it would be all over. However, before Hongjun could speak, Ye Yang had already roared loudly:

"Hahaha, Hongjun is too busy to spare any attention right now. All the saints of the heavens, welcome to the tribulation! Hahaha!"

Boom

In an instant, Ye Yang was engulfed in raging flames, and all the saints in the heavens were so frightened that they almost went berserk.

"What is this ancestor of humanity going to do?"

"He's gone mad, he's gone mad again."

"Damn it, he's actually burning his own life essence! This is bad, he's trying to self-immolate to force the Creation Lotus to make a move."

What?

The gods and saints realized it in an instant.

"Quickly, stop him—"

All that could be seen was Ye Yang's body engulfed in crimson flames. His own essence and blood were burning, but instead of gaining great magical power, he poured all the energy from the burning into the power of the Lich Calamity.

A terrifying burst of power erupted, and Ye Yang's face instantly became covered in wrinkles, his black hair turning white.

"Hahaha, trying to stop me? Too late."

With a loud roar, an aged voice erupted. In this chaos, Ye Yang alone fought against the Heavenly Dao Saint and Hongjun. Even if he died in battle now, it would be enough to make him famous for all time.

All that could be seen was Ye Yang suddenly tossing it with one hand, and the terrifying power of the Lich Calamity rushed straight towards the human race's fortune that had been pulled out.

"What? Ancestor of Humanity, stop—"

"You bastard, you deserve to die—".

The saints were so frightened by Ye Yang's actions that they almost lost their souls. If the power of the Lich Tribulation entered the human race's destiny, then it would be all over.

All living beings in the primordial world know that the Lich War was the most tragic and the most burdensome, annihilating the will of Pangu—what a terrible sin that was!

Now, Ye Yang has once again infused the power of the Lich Tribulation into the Qi Luck. Once these Saints have control over it, when the Conferred God Tribulation arrives, for others, they will only have to deal with the backlash of the Conferred God Tribulation's power. However, for these Saints of the heavens, the intensity of the tribulation they face will be equivalent to the Lich Tribulation itself.

When the time comes, the intensity of the tribulation that the human race will face will be the same as that of the Lich Tribulation, resulting in the loss of 10,000 of our own for every 800 enemies killed.

The other sages didn't understand, but how could Hongjun not understand? In an instant, his anger surged, and he roared:

"Ancestor of Humanity, you are digging your own grave! You are dragging the entire human race down with you!"

However, how could Ye Yang not know? He laughed wildly and said:

"That's right, we're going to drag the entire human race down with us. Hongjun, you said the human race's destiny has already entered the primordial world, so what now?"

Although Ye Yang's body was already hunched over, his martial will erupted at this moment, and Ye Yang roared loudly:

"Humans are not afraid of death, humans will never be slaves, my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven, if heaven wants to destroy me, I will slaughter heaven."

His eyes seemed to transform into endless swords, hurtling straight at Hongjun. Ye Yang shouted loudly:

"Hongjun, since the human race has no path of its own, then let me, the Ancestor, shoulder everything and change the course of history."

Rumble.

Suddenly, an endless and terrifying power of calamity erupted from the human race's fortune that had been pulled out.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you're a madman—, pfft—"

"Damn it, you'd rather destroy it than send it out, you bastard, Ancestor of Humanity!"

Despite the curses and insults from all the saints and sages, Ye Yang simply chuckled.

"You're right, cough cough cough, I'd rather destroy it than give it to a bunch of thieves like you, cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Ye Yang's life essence was burning terrifyingly, and he was on the verge of death. His hoarse voice slowly came out.

"If humanity is controlled, is it still humanity? Since it is not humanity, then let it perish. Let the primordial world perish with it. What is the point of keeping the primordial world without humanity? Cough cough cough."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of all the saints in the heavens, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

"Stubborn donkey, what a stubborn donkey."

"A madman, a complete madman."

Who would dare to take such human fortune? Whoever takes it will be doomed. Ye Yang chuckled and looked over with his hunched back.

"Heh, didn't you want the human race's fortune? Come and take it, why aren't you taking it?"

"Ancestor of Humanity, you..."

The saints of the heavens were filled with rage. How could they take it? Did they dare to take the human race's fortune, which contained the power of a calamity?

However, just as the saints hesitated, Nuwa suddenly stepped forward.

"Ancestor of Humanity, they dare not take it, but I, the Holy One, dare to take it."

All that could be seen was Nuwa waving her hand, unleashing her own fortune and merit.

"The power of the Lich Calamity is, to put it bluntly, a matter between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan. Although the Lich Calamity has passed, I am a Great Sage of the Demon Clan, and with the merits and fortune of the Demon Clan, I am able to resist your power of the Lich Calamity."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nuwa suddenly grabbed out, and a large amount of human fortune was pulled out, making all the saints in the heavens drool.

Ye Yang sneered. Nuwa was courting death, but how could he possibly say it? Heh, just wait and see, Nuwa will pay the price for her actions today.

Even the Supreme Sage could not bear it any longer and stepped forward to say:

"Hmph, so what if it's the power of the Lich's calamity? At worst, I, the Saint, will repay it with all the merit and fortune of an entire calamity. Come out here."

Yuanshi Tianzun, having gone all out, stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"Hmph, since even Junior Sister Nuwa isn't afraid, why should I, Yuanshi Tianzun, be afraid of anything? My Chan Sect is now vast and powerful, with countless merits. Why would we be afraid of your Lich King's power?"

With a single grab, the human race's fortune was pulled away. The two Western Saints were immediately alarmed. Merit? Sorry, none. Fortune? It's all gone after being beaten.

"Senior brother, what should we do?"

"No rush, no rush, make your grand vow, hurry up."

In an instant, the two Western Saints immediately issued a profound statement on the Heavenly Dao.

"Heaven above, if we can obtain the fortune of humanity today, we will surely guide people towards goodness, save all living beings, and refrain from killing."

A whole bunch of things happened, and after receiving two loans from the quasi-monitoring group, they also joined the scramble.

Ye Yang was powerless to resist at this moment, but he chuckled to himself.

"Go ahead and grab it all, hahaha, but once you've grabbed it, don't regret it later!"

Seeing Ye Yang laughing maniacally, the saints of the heavens snorted coldly and ignored him, continuing to tear apart the human race's fortune. However, at that very moment, a terrifying wave of energy swept over them.

"Hmph, this is going too far to bully the Holy One."

Hundreds of millions of kilometers away, a terrifying shockwave swept in.

"Hmm? Oh no, the Dao Ancestor realm?"

"It's him? Oh no, that mysterious expert is here again."

Hongjun frowned upon seeing this, then suddenly let out a cold snort:

"Hmph, one must not trespass into the primordial wilderness."

Rumble.

puff--.

(End of this chapter)