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

Chapter 183 Recreating the Nine Secrets of the Human Race

Just as the saints were heading straight into the depths of chaos, a voice reached Nuwa's ears.

"Let Fuxi be reincarnated, the Heavenly Way must take control of the human race, and the Martial Ancestor Emperor must be destroyed."

"teacher?"

In an instant, Nuwa realized what was happening and, taking advantage of the chaos, rushed straight to the Cycle of Reincarnation.

"Nuwa, you're asking for death—"

In the chaos, Ye Yang roared, but he was trapped by Hongjun and could not get out for the time being, so he could only shout loudly.

"Hmph, Ancestor of Humanity, there's nothing I wouldn't dare to do. What can you do to me?"

As he spoke, the Map of Mountains and Rivers unfolded, and Fuxi's soul rushed into the cycle of reincarnation in an instant.

"Brother, go in peace. This is the destiny of humanity, and it will surely help you enter the cycle of human reincarnation. Even Pingxin will not be able to detect your existence."

Nuwa was right. The human race's fortune was so strong that even if evil spirits entered the human realm, Pingxin wouldn't be able to detect them. That's why Nuwa risked everything.

As she spoke, Nuwa took out a layer of human destiny that she controlled and injected it into Fuxi's soul. Combined with the layer of destiny that Taiqing had previously possessed, she then watched as Fuxi was drawn into the vortex of reincarnation.

"Hahaha, Ancestor of Humanity, you have planned and schemed, but you have failed in the end. So what if you have the Emperor? The Emperor belongs to Nuwa, and you cannot take him away—"

With a furious roar, Nuwa also headed straight for the depths of chaos. Now that Fuxi has entered the cycle of reincarnation, all that remains is to kill the Martial Ancestor to pave the way for Fuxi.

"Martial Ancestor, prepare to die!"

In the underworld, inside the Yama King's palace, Pingxin's clone suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hmph, you want to enter the cycle of reincarnation? Did I, the Saint, agree?"

Pingxin smiled slightly, though she was already impatient.

With a single grab, the gates of humanity slammed shut, and then golden light burst forth from his eyes. In an instant, he saw everything in the underworld and the cycle of reincarnation clearly.

"Hehe, so this is where you are. It seems Nuwa has high hopes for you."

With a single grab, no matter how well Fuxi hid, he instantly appeared in front of Pingxin's clone.

"How...how did you find me? I'm enveloped in the aura of humanity, how did you find me?"

"Hahaha."

The clone of Pingxin, with a ferocious expression, slowly said:

"How did I discover you? Did you really think that with the fortune of the human race, I wouldn't be able to find you? Let me tell you the truth, this is a trap set by the Ancestor of Humanity for all the saints in the heavens. Once you enter the cycle of reincarnation, I will definitely find you."

The fortune bestowed upon all the saints by the Ancestor of Humanity was riddled with wounds, containing the power of the Lich King's Great Calamity. Pingxin himself was an avatar of Houtu, and was extremely familiar with the power of the Lich King's Great Calamity.

Nuwa used this fortune to help Fuxi, but in reality, she harmed him.

"Hahaha, you didn't expect that, did you? The Ancestor of Humanity has considered all your methods. Did you really think that the Ancestor of Humanity was so easy to deal with? Hahaha, welcome Fuxi into the trap."

Fuxi was terrified and looked flustered.

"You...you...you are insolent! I am Nuwa's younger brother, and the reincarnated human emperor. If you kill me, Nuwa will not let you off."

Fuxi was terrified and filled with fear. This was all a trap! He regretted his actions, thinking, "If I had known this would happen, I would never have tried to seize the throne of the human race."

Pingxin burst into laughter and said:

"Fuxi, you are so naive. There has only been one Heavenly Emperor of the human race, and that is the Martial Ancestor. And what are you? And what are Nuwa?"

Pingxin's face was contorted with rage. Since his birth, he had been subjected to the wrath of the Heavenly Dao. It would be a lie to say that Pingxin was not angry. He had to endure it for the sake of the Human Ancestor's plan. Now that he finally had a chance, he naturally wanted to vent his anger.

A thunderous sound was heard, and Pingxin grabbed with one hand, and the underground seal directly enveloped Fuxi, instantly rendering Fuxi's soul unable to move, as if he had lost his magic power.

"Fuxi, do you know that the Ancestor of Humanity's initial goal was to put you into the cycle of reincarnation, so that I, the Holy One, could capture you and slowly mold you? You think you can enter the cycle of human reincarnation? You are too naive."

He stood up and said calmly:

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors could only have emerged from within the human race; you have absolutely no chance of doing so."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Where are the Ten Kings of Hell? Cast Fuxi's soul into the eighteenth level of hell, let him suffer endless torment, and wait for the Ancestor of Humanity to return before making a final judgment."

"Yes, Great Sage."

The officials from the underworld came out, grabbed Fuxi, and headed straight for hell.

"No, no, no! I don't want to be the emperor, I don't want to! Ah—!"

With a calm smile, Ye Yang knew from the beginning that he couldn't stop Fuxi from entering the cycle of reincarnation. Moreover, Ye Yang's plan was to let Fuxi enter the cycle of reincarnation. In the prehistoric world, none of them were his home ground. Only the Six Paths of Reincarnation was his true home ground. Even if Hongjun came, he would be restricted.

Ye Yang was genuinely afraid of Hongjun's attack, so he secretly used the Tongtian Sect Master to shield the heavenly secrets and secretly brought back the Ancestral Witch Houtu, placing her in the Yama Palace.

If Hongjun were to actually arrive, she would immediately close the gates of the Yama Palace, and the Ancestral Witch Houtu would engage in a life-or-death battle with Hongjun.

It's a pity that old man Hongjun was so lucky to survive.

Old man—.

Deep within the Yama's palace, a pair of eyes opened.

"Is it all done?"

Houtu's voice appeared, and Pingxin was seen bowing his head respectfully.

"Dao Ancestor, it's all done. Fuxi has entered the eighteenth level of hell, waiting for the Ancestor to return."

Why--.

With a sigh, Houtu said with some disappointment:

"I thought Hongjun would come to kill me, and I was prepared to fight to the death, but I never expected... hehe, the time is not right."

Looking at Pingxin, Houtu said:

"Alright, you will personally guard Fuxi's soul. There is no room for carelessness. You must not let Hongjun discover anything."

"Yes, Dao Ancestor."

Deep within the chaos, the battle here is extremely fierce. The sage's Dharma form is hundreds of millions of kilometers tall, and although the Martial Ancestor is not willing to fall behind, he is in a sorry state.

"Hahaha, the Human Martial Ancestor? Is that all? He's still no match for my innate supreme treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Primordial Celestial Venerable controlled the Pangu Banner, and a beam of light pierced through the Martial Ancestor's body, instantly splattering blood across the chaos.

Not to be outdone, the Sage of Taiqing unleashed the terrifying power of suppression through the Taiji Diagram, attempting to suppress the Martial Ancestor.

"Hmph, the human race fears no challenge. Anyone who dares to suppress this emperor, get out!"

Rumble.

A terrifying martial will erupted, forcibly repelling the Tai Chi diagram, but it also caused severe backlash—this was an innate treasure!

puff--.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Martial Ancestor's aura weakened, but his eyes still showed no fear.

"Let's fight!"

With a roar, the Supreme Saint of Taiqing, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, took the initiative to attack. He used the power of the Primordial Treasure to make the Martial Ancestor retreat step by step. Before his wounds could heal, new injuries were added to his body.

Drops of holy blood floated in the chaos, each drop containing the will of the Martial Ancestor, stubbornly resisting the corrosive influence of the chaotic energy within this chaos.

In the distance, Hongjun watched all this and chuckled, saying:

"Ancestor of Humanity, you see this, this is what you call the Emperor of Heaven. It's a pity, he will surely perish here today."

Ye Yang ignored Hongjun's words and kept his eyes fixed on the battle of the Martial Ancestor, but a different scene appeared in his eyes.

Ye Yang slowly took a step forward and took a deep breath:

"Now the time has come, and the Nine Secrets of the Human Race shall be born."

The death of the Martial Ancestor interrupted Ye Yang's comprehension of the secret of the character "者". Now that the Martial Ancestor has returned and become a saint, Ye Yang's opportunity has been continued. Today, the Nine Secrets of the Human Race will be born.

"Martial Ancestor Emperor, today I created the Nine Secrets of the Human Race, one of which is meant for you. Take a good look."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Master of Heaven instantly perked up:

"Heh heh, the human race is about to truly rise."

(End of this chapter)