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

Chapter 302 Humanity is Awakening

In an instant, the entire primordial world trembled.

"Damn it, what is this?"

It sounded as if the heavens and earth were weeping, or as if a fierce wind was blowing.

In that instant, endless malevolent energy shot straight into the sky, making the already dark sky even darker.

Hongjun looked over and almost stumbled.

"The true form of Pangu? How could you condense the true form of Pangu? Ancestor of Humanity, you're a madman, you're a madman!"

When Pangu's true form appeared, his magical power exploded, regardless of the relative strength of the twelve human beings he had condensed.

This was forged using the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch, and its magical power directly reached sainthood.

It's a pity that if the Twelve Ancestral Witches had personally refined it, it would have surely transcended the Heavenly Dao.

roar--.

All the saints and sages in the heavens felt a chilling aura emanating from them.

Upon looking over, I was immediately so frightened that my legs went weak.

The twelve humans who had originally condensed the Heavenly Divine Fiend suddenly turned into scarlet flames, and terrifying baleful energy shot straight into the sky.

It was as if an ancient behemoth, which had been sealed away, was unleashed at this moment.

It was as if some terrifying being had awakened.

"Oh no, they are refining the true form of Pangu."

"What? The true form of Pangu?"

Weren't the Ancestral Witches all dead? How could they still condense the true form of Pangu?

Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing Shengren also sensed familiar auras, but they were sweating profusely.

"The aura of the Father God? That's impossible. Mount Buzhou has collapsed, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches have perished. How could they still condense the true form of Pangu?"

"Elder brother, unless it's the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witches, where did they come from?"

roar--.

As they spoke, a phantom of a demon god slowly appeared in the dark sky above the primordial wilderness.

Rumble.

In an instant, a ripple spread out and rushed in all directions of the primordial wilderness.

"No--."

"Help--."

The endless demon race perished, and the Jie and Chan sects also suffered considerable losses.

In the chaos, Hongjun was terrified and, without thinking too much, immediately shook off Ye Yang and headed straight for the prehistoric world.

At the same time, the Jade Disc of Creation appeared in his hand.

When Pangu emerged, the Heavenly Dao was bound to be affected. The hidden will of the Heavenly Dao forced Hongjun to take action, otherwise everything would perish.

"Hongjun, where are you going?"

He charged forward, and Ye Yang immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the Chaos Spiritual Treasure and Hongjun.

"Damn it, this is going too far to defy the Holy One."

Left with no other choice, Hongjun was forced to stop fighting Ye Yang, as neither of them could be killed.

This gave the prehistoric world enough time.

"kill--."

Suddenly, a thunderclap flashed across the pitch-black sky, as if Pangu's axe, used to create the world, had fallen.

"Oh no, get out of the way!"

The three primordial races sensed the aura of death, but were unable to move; Pangu's oppressive force was too strong.

The essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch were burning wildly, and the more intensely it burned, the more terrifying Pangu's true form became.

"Quickly, kill the Human King! Hurry!"

Yuanshi Tianzun has already risked everything; as long as the Human King dies, the Great Tribulation will be complete.

The Twelve Golden Immortals also spared no expense in heading straight for Chaoge City.

"King of Men, prepare to die—!"

With the help of the Chan Sect's fortune, the Twelve Golden Immortals joined forces and headed straight for the Human King, Emperor Xin.

All the saints and sages witnessed this scene and knew that the great calamity had ended.

Yuanshi Tianzun also breathed a sigh of relief. Although the assassination of the King of Men meant the death of the Twelve Golden Immortals, it was still a good thing that the Investiture of the Gods calamity could be ended.

In the chaos, Hongjun also witnessed this scene, and finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Ancestor of Humanity, the Human King is doomed to die. You no longer need to waste your efforts. No matter how much you calculate, you will lose in the end. Hahaha."

"Is that so? Hongjun, do you think I would admit defeat?"

"Isn't that right?"

Looking over, a terrifying voice suddenly echoed from Chaoge City:

"You audacious ant, daring to destroy the King of Men, your crime deserves death! Behead him!"

Suddenly, a sword from the heavens fell, heading straight for the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"Oh no, Quasi-Saint, run—!"

"What? The Human King is actually a Quasi-Saint?"

All the saints in the heavens were terrified and immediately realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, with a loud bang, the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were killed on the spot.

All I saw were souls entering the list.

The sudden scene shocked all the saints in the heavens, and even Hongjun was stunned. What was going on?

"You bastard, you bastard, King of Men, how dare you kill my disciple! Die!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable stomped down, intending to destroy Chaoge City.

But in the next instant, a familiar yet unfamiliar Dharma body slowly rose from Chaoge City.

"Primordial Celestial Venerable, I really don't know who gave you the audacity. Since you dare to lay a hand on me, then stay here."

Suddenly, the Ancestral Scepter of Humanity erupted, unleashing an aura as powerful as a mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"No, you're not the King of Men, then who are you?"

Rumble.

With a single blow, the body of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was instantly shattered.

The entire world was stunned. This was the Tongtian Sect Leader, who had single-handedly fought against the Great Sage of the Human Race, yet he was suffocated by a single blow.

"That stick looks so familiar."

"That's right, it seems to be from the ancestor of mankind."

In the midst of chaos, Hongjun suddenly looked at Ye Yang.

"Ancestor of Humanity, you have deceived me so deeply. The Human King Di Xin is your clone."

"That's right, you're only just finding out?"

Ye Yang laughed heartily. Killing Yuanshi Tianzun with a single blow would have destroyed a great deal of the Chan Sect's fortune.

All that could be seen was Hongjun's anger soaring straight to the ninth heaven.

"When exactly did you bury it? Tell me now."

It roared wildly, just one straw away from breaking its own back and going berserk.

"Hmph, simple. I've been making plans since the Three Sovereigns."

With one hand held horizontally, the coiled dragon staff was held across his chest.

"Hongjun, you know I'm from the future. Do you think I would be unprepared for such an important position? Would I hand over such an important position to someone else? It would be more practical to take it myself."

"roar--."

"He's gone mad, completely mad!" Hongjun roared, charging straight at Ye Yang.

In the present primordial world, no one can kill the King of the Dead unless the Ancestor of Humanity is destroyed, but is that even possible?

"Human Ancestor, come to death."

However, Ye Yang dodged it.

"Hahaha, Hongjun, take a break. There's no point in us fighting now. You can't kill me and I can't kill you."

Damn, it's reversed.

"You bastard, I don't care, I will kill you today, ah—!"

They've all gone mad, they've all gone completely mad.

At this very moment, in the primordial world, Yuanshi Tianzun was killed with a single blow. Although he could be resurrected, this caused the fortune of the Chan Sect to plummet.

In contrast, the Jie Sect's fortune lies in its connection with the human race. As long as the human race survives, the Jie Sect will not perish.

From this perspective, their momentum is actually overwhelming.

"kill--."

At his command, the disciples of the Jie Sect rushed straight towards the Chan Sect.

For a time, the Chan Sect was defeated and fell into a disadvantageous position.

Having lost the Twelve Golden Immortals, their high-end combat power is insufficient.

Although the three ancient races joined the battlefield, the Tongtian Sect Master's Zhuxian Sword Formation was still eyeing the battlefield covetously.

There was also the Heavenly God and Demon, who transformed into the true form of Pangu, and they caused the three races of the prehistoric world to suffer repeated defeats.

It's a pity that Pangu's will disappeared; otherwise, the connection between the Heavenly Dao and the Primordial World could have been severed directly.

"Disciple of the Jie Sect, heed my command: slaughter the entire Chan Sect!"

"kill--."

In an instant, the Chan Sect suffered a crushing defeat.

"No--."

Upon seeing this scene, the resurrected Yuanshi Tianzun collapsed instantly.

Despite all their careful planning, they failed miserably and ended up benefiting the rest of the human race.

Rumble.

The boundless fortune of the Chan Sect flowed directly into the human race, and in an instant, the human race's fortune surged once again.

Ye Yang chuckled.

The only thing missing from the distribution of fortune now is the two Western Saints.

Suddenly, golden light shone across the primordial land, and holy golden lotuses bloomed out of thin air.

"This is."

The saints were stunned by what they saw.

Suddenly, a terrifying and boundless aura rose from the primordial wilderness, rushing in all directions.

Hongjun's face was filled with shock:

"No, this is an awakening of humanity."

"What? A humanitarian awakening?"

(End of this chapter)