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

Chapter 287 Do you dare to drag the Chan Sect out and fight my Jie Sect?

In the original story, King Wen of Zhou, Ji Chang, willingly degenerated and knelt before the heavens, proclaiming himself the Son of Heaven. From then on, relying on the Heavenly Court and the Chan Sect, he embarked on a path of destroying humanity.

It was even said that King Wen pulled his chariot for eight hundred steps, and the Zhou Dynasty lasted for eight hundred years.

Hehe, Ye Yang chuckled softly, "To hell with it, you can't stand up properly and be a decent human being, you have to kneel down and be a lapdog."

If it weren't for his schemes against the Chan Sect, Ye Yang wouldn't have wanted to even begin this so-called Investiture of the Gods war.

The Xia Dynasty lasted for 470 years, and the Shang Dynasty was finally established. After 510 years, King Zhou ascended the throne.

Since King Zhou was the reincarnation of Ye Yang's clone, he became even more ruthless after ascending to the throne. Of course, this only applied to people with demon blood or witch blood.

For those with pure human blood, that's extremely desirable.

Even so, it caused widespread resentment across the land, and countless people were displaced.

A large number of refugees poured into the Qishan area. It had always been said that the Marquis of Xibo was benevolent, so he attracted many people to seek refuge there.

On this day, Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's the end of the Shang Dynasty, isn't it? Di Xin, the last human king? Heh, humanity is about to awaken."

Ye Yang had already made all the arrangements and was just waiting for the Chan Sect to take action. The demon bloodline within the Shang Dynasty's territory had been almost completely eradicated by Ye Yang.

At that moment, the Purple Cloud Palace also shone brightly.

"You all must come to Zixiao Palace immediately."

The sound pierced through the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the primordial wilderness.

Several streaks of light rushed straight towards Zixiao Palace. Ye Yang looked up at the chaos and let out a long breath.

"Hongjun, you're finally going to begin, aren't you?"

In that instant, Ye Yang suddenly felt a surge of fighting spirit, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors also looked up at the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Three Sovereigns, in particular, were acutely aware of the calamities that had befallen humanity.

"Master, the battle for humanity begins now."

"yes."

With a long sigh, Ye Yang instantly sent a message to his divine sense.

Like a series of messages being transmitted, they quickly rushed into the chaos and then rapidly arrived at the deeper parts of the chaos.

Old man—.

The gates of Zixiao Palace were wide open.

The Sage of Taiqing, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and the two Western Saints all arrived, but Nuwa had already disappeared.

"I've met you, teacher."

Hongjun did not respond, but instead looked at the statue outside Zixiao Palace.

"Tongtian, after suppressing you for so long, it's time to lift the seal on you."

With a single wave of his hand, a stream of magical power shot straight towards the statue. In the next instant, a terrifying aura of malevolence erupted, and countless sword lights shattered the seal in an instant.

"Hongjun, how dare you suppress this leader?"

Suddenly, the voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader came, his aura filling the Zixiao Palace.

The saints were still shocked. This was the Tongtian Sect Master? Even after being suppressed for so long and bearing the scars of the Heavenly Dao, he was still as indomitable as ever.

Rumble.

A sword light shot straight at Hongjun, without the slightest hesitation from the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Tongtian, how dare you!"

Yuanshi Tianzun roared, but Tongtian Jiaozhu ignored him.

With a single grab of his hand, Hongjun subdued the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Tongtian, you are far inferior to me, so there's no need to waste your time. Sit down."

"Hmph, Hongjun, I will fight you to the death! If you have the guts, kill me, or let's start a war."

Hongjun shook his head. How could he not know that the Tongtian Sect Leader was deliberately seeking death?

Life and death are not easy to talk about. Once you are controlled by the Heavenly Dao, if it wants you to die, you cannot live; if it wants you to live, it is difficult to die. At worst, you can be resurrected.

"Tongtian, sit down. The Investiture of the Gods is about to begin, and a calamity is coming for the human race."

As they were speaking, an irresistible force compelled the Tongtian Sect Leader to sit down cross-legged.

Upon hearing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly realized that this must be the Investiture of the Gods calamity that the Ancestor of Humanity had mentioned.

"Hmph, Hongjun, I, the leader of this sect, will see what tricks you're up to. I, Tongtian, will not turn back to anyone who comes."

The cold voice echoed throughout Zixiao Palace. Hongjun smiled slightly and dissipated his magic power, knowing that the Tongtian Sect Leader would not seek death.

"Now that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have passed, a calamity is coming for the human race."

A flash of light appeared, and a scroll appeared before Hongjun, along with a whip that was three feet six and a half inches long and had twenty-four sections.

It must be the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip.

"King Zhou of the human race is a tyrannical and incompetent ruler, and the fate of the Shang Dynasty is sealed. The Heavenly Court is now in a vulnerable position, and it is time for Heaven to bestow titles upon the gods. Is there any member of your sect willing to be included on this list?"

These words caused an uproar in Zixiao Palace.

"Teacher, our Western world is barren and lacks talent. We have no disciples who can be listed."

"That's right, I hope the teacher will see through this, sob sob sob."

The Western idiots are pretending to be poor again. Although they are indeed not as good as the East, they have been beaten into a daze by the Ancestor Ye Yang.

Jieyin and Zhunti are now incredibly cunning and shrewd.

The leader of the Human Cult, the Sage Taiqing, also shook his head:

"I only have one disciple under my tutelage, and he should not be on the list."

Alright, that leaves only the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sneered. As expected, it was all a scheme. The Ancestor of Humanity had already told him all this. How could he not know?

"Tongtian, Yuanshi, you have many disciples who are worthy of being listed as gods."

This statement caused quite a stir.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable immediately cupped his hands and said:

"Master, although I have many disciples, they cannot compare to the Jie Sect. The Jie Sect has ten thousand immortals paying homage, and its disciples are among those listed."

Hongjun looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu and said:

"Tongtian, since that's the case, then you shall be on the list."

All the saints looked at Tongtian, and now Tongtian had no chance of escaping.

"Teacher is right. All of Tongtian's disciples are creatures with fur and armor, born from eggs and moisture. What's wrong with them being on the list?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Tongtian is quite the character among his disciples, so what's wrong with him making the list and offering his support?"

The saints immediately spoke up, saying that the Supreme Saint Taiqing was indeed unable to be included on the list, and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and the others dared not offend him.

The only option now is to cause trouble for the Tongtian Sect Leader, since he is currently the weakest.

But how could the Tongtian Sect Leader be afraid of trouble?

"Hahaha, hahahaha."

Suddenly, the Tongtian Sect Leader burst into wild laughter, sending chills down the spines of all the saints.

"Very good. When you don't need me, you seal me away. When you do need me, you send my disciples to their deaths. Very good, very good indeed."

Tongtian had been prepared, but when he actually heard it, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Indeed, just as the ancestor of mankind said, the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people of the world as straw dogs. This is indeed true.

Then the Tongtian Sect Leader continued:

"Investiture of the gods? To fill the ranks of the Heavenly Court? Hongjun, you might fool others with that reason, but can you fool this master?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood up, his white robes concealing a large wound on his chest.

The wounds inflicted on Heaven's Way have ultimately not been healed.

"Since living beings are required to be listed, then fine, Yuanshi, bring out your Chan Sect and fight my Jie Sect! Do you dare? My Jie Sect will fight to the bitter end. With such a death, let alone one being made a god, even ten would be enough. Do you dare?"

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader was like thunder, resounding among all the saints and even shaking Hongjun's ears.

"What? Scared? A bunch of cowards."

The aura of the Tongtian Sect Leader remained terrifying, even though his strength was inferior.

"Yuanshi, are you scared? Fine, then. My Jie Sect will let you fight ten against one. Do you dare? Bah, trash—"

bang

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was enraged, and his terrifying divine might was unleashed on the spot.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Let's fight."

(End of this chapter)