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

Chapter 299 Who Says the Intercepting Sect Has No Saints?

In the chaos, Hongjun watched this scene in the primordial world without interfering.

"Ancestor of Humanity, now that both the Earthly Path and the Human Path are tied up, the Chan Sect has already overpowered the Jie Sect. The Jie Sect has no saints, so this battle is doomed to be lost."

"Really? How about we make a bet?"

Ok?

Suddenly, Hongjun felt a little uneasy, but something was wrong; he had considered everything from top to bottom.

Where did this ancestor of mankind get his confidence from?

At this moment, in the primordial world, the people of the Chan Sect were in high spirits, and the Twelve Golden Immortals led the way from Xiqi straight to Chaoge City.

The Jie Sect was retreating again and again, and was not far from Chaoge City.

"Your Majesty, the Chan Sect's momentum is too strong. I hope Your Majesty will make plans as soon as possible."

King Di Xin smiled slightly:

"Heh, the mere Chan Sect dares to be so arrogant. It's time to show them the glory of the Jie Sect."

As they spoke, the disciples of the Jie Sect also deployed their formation, which only made Yuanshi Tianzun laugh heartily:

"The Jie Sect has no saints left. What use would it be if ten thousand immortals came to pay homage? The Jie Sect is doomed to lose."

"Really? Who said the Jie Sect has no saints?"

Suddenly, an aura soared into the sky above Penglai Immortal Island.

"I am Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect, and today I will do my utmost to assist King Di Xin in destroying the Chan Sect."

Rumble.

In an instant, a Dharma body rushed out from Penglai Immortal Island, its aura soaring straight to the sky.

"What? That's impossible."

The primordial world trembled, all the heavens trembled, and even Hongjun was greatly surprised, not to mention Yuanshi Tianzun.

"How could this be? Tongtian Sect Leader, how are you still here? Didn't you abdicate your own holy position?"

"No, this is the attainment of sainthood through magical power! Oh no, senior brother, run!"

The two Western Saints immediately fled.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was filled with boundless rage:

"Tongtian, you have gone too far in bullying the Holy One. He is already dead, why are you still causing trouble? Go back!"

With a roar, he unleashed a palm strike straight towards Penglai Immortal Island.

"Hmph, Yuanshi Tianzun, do you really think the Jie Sect is easy to bully?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader's magical power surged, and he shouted loudly:

"All disciples of the Jie Sect, heed my command: the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!"

splash splash splash splash

Above the primordial wilderness, a terrifying magic array shot straight into the sky, with the Tongtian Sect Master at its core, heading directly towards the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, take this!"

bang

puff--.

"Damn it, damn it, what a bastard!"

With the blessing of the Myriad Immortals Formation, the Tongtian Sect Leader, who had attained sainthood through magical power, unleashed its immense might.

With a single blow, Yuanshi Tianzun was immediately at a disadvantage.

"Master Tongtian, I am your sworn enemy, ah—!"

With a roar, he headed straight for Penglai Immortal Island, but how could the three emperors of the human race let him have his way?

They immediately charged in.

In the chaos, Hongjun witnessed this scene, his face turning extremely grim. He abruptly looked at the Ancestor of Humanity:

"Ancestor of Humanity, you knew all along that Tongtian had another avatar, didn't you? And this avatar was even a saint in terms of magical power?"

Ye Yang chuckled:

"That's right, old man, I knew you'd pull this from the start. I was prepared. You think you're the only one who's scheming?"

"you"

Hongjun's chest heaved, and he suddenly realized that things were not so simple.

"No, the Tongtian Sect Leader has already relinquished his sainthood. Logically, he should have perished, and these avatars shouldn't exist. So why did they survive?"

A pair of eyes transformed into sharp swords, rushing straight towards Ye Yang:

"Ancestor of Humanity, quickly tell me, how exactly did the Tongtian Sect Master preserve this avatar?"

Ye Yang chuckled, feeling a sense of satisfaction as he looked at the furious Hongjun.

"Hongjun, you should know, have you forgotten how human martial arts rose to prominence? Don't you know how human martial arts were honed?"

As if struck by lightning, Hongjun instantly realized the truth.

"Damn it, I see, I see."

With unwavering resolve, crush all fear ahead.

By condensing an indestructible soul with divine power, the three souls and seven spirits of the immortal human race were created.

Using Qi as power, forging an invincible body, with Qi as mighty as a flood, blood as rich as mercury, and a body as strong as steel, opening roads through mountains and filling seas, whoever dares to invade, the human race will surely fight to the death with their flesh and blood to build an indestructible Great Wall.

This was the oath Ye Yang made when he proved his martial arts prowess in the Heavenly Court.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, Ancestor of Humanity, you have such a deep scheme, and Tongtian too, it seems you were already laying the groundwork from that moment, right?"

Looking at Ye Yang, Hongjun was filled with rage, but even more so with shock and worry.

I thought everything was going according to plan, and I thought I had everything planned out. But now I realize that I have overlooked too much and it is impossible to guard against everything.

"Hongjun, you're not too stupid. Although martial arts can only be cultivated by non-humans, the Tongtian Sect Master is exceptionally gifted. It wouldn't be difficult for him to borrow a bit of that to create his own divine soul."

"I understand now, I understand everything," Hongjun said, his face turning extremely grim.

"Good, good, what a clever trick of escaping unscathed, what a clever substitution."

With a long sigh, Hongjun admired Tongtian Jiaozhu's self-abandonment of his saintly position. It turned out that he had made arrangements long ago, so that he could get rid of the entanglement of the Heavenly Dao and thus transcend the Heavenly Dao.

"Ancestor of Humanity, I admire you, but you are not guaranteed to win. I am not without my own methods."

Forcibly suppressing his anger, Hongjun looked at Ye Yang and said:

"You are from the future. You knew all along that the Marquis of Xibo was going to rebel, you knew all along that the destiny of the Chan Sect was going to enter Xiqi. You knew everything, but you did nothing. Why did you do this? Was it just to betray the Chan Sect?"

Despite all his meticulous planning, Hongjun overlooked a crucial piece of information; it was truly a case of being blind to one's own limitations.

Ye Yang said:

"You're right. Do you still remember the battle after the Lich War, when you saints divided up the fate of humanity?"

"Remember."

"It's good that you remember. The human race's fortune isn't so easy to take. Back then, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was used with the human race's fortune, resulting in too much bloodshed. The human race's fortune is riddled with holes. If we didn't let you take it, how could we get it back now?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun broke out in a cold sweat, once again admiring Ye Yang's cunning:

"So, we saints bore the calamities of the Ancestor's massacres, but what we returned was the flawless fortune of the human race. Ancestor, you've made us take the blame."

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

Ye Yang chuckled and continued:

"Nuwa was a great sage of the demon race. He took the blame for her, and as a result, only one in ten of the demon race survived. Nuwa's fortune was entirely transferred to the human race. There was also the Human Cult. Xuandu was killed, and the Human Cult's fortune was transferred to the human race. It was fortunate that the Human Cult only had one disciple, otherwise I would have made the Human Cult suffer heavy losses."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun realized that he had miscalculated once again:

"So what's the outcome now? What has become of the Chan Sect? Complete annihilation?"

Looking at the vast and desolate land, at this moment, the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect were locked in a stalemate, unable to gain the upper hand.

"The Chan Sect? Heh, they're doomed. Their fortune has flowed into Xiqi. The Marquis of Xibo has already been beheaded. No matter how much the Chan Sect tries to cause trouble, they're just grasshoppers in autumn. And..."

Ye Yang looked at Hongjun and said:

"Why should the conflict between the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect be blamed on the human race? This is a matter between the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect, why should our human race be sent to our deaths?"

(End of this chapter)