Primordial Era: Demon Clan Massacre? I Summon Qin Shi Huang

Di Jun's voice was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of every human being.

That terrifying pressure, belonging to the peak of Quasi-Saint, and even comparable to that of a Primordial Saint with the help of the Zhou Tian Star Array, poured down without reservation.

Click!Click!

The newly established defensive formation on the outskirts of the ancestral land of the human race shattered instantly like glass in the face of this oppressive force.

The countless points of light vanished, leaving not a trace behind.

The twelve golden figures summoned by Ying Zheng had lost their golden luster, and fine cracks began to appear on their once majestic bodies, as if they would crumble into a pile of scrap metal at any moment.

"Damn it!"

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and desperately channeled his magical power to try and stabilize the twelve golden statues.

But the pressure was too strong, so strong that he couldn't resist it at all.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining his black imperial robes red.

Li Shimin's Xuanjia Army was in even worse shape.

Those once majestic warhorses now neighed and collapsed, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

Many soldiers had blood trickling from their mouths, their legs were weak, and they had difficulty even standing, let alone raising their weapons.

"Hold on! All of you, hold on for me!"

Li Shimin roared, drawing his Sun-Shooting Bow to its full draw, the arrow tip aimed at the sky.

But he didn't know where to shoot.

Because every single star could kill him.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised the broken bowl, wanting to devour the starlight filling the sky.

But before this power, the broken bowl lost its luster and let out a mournful cry, as if lamenting its powerlessness.

"Goodness..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was solemn, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"This battle... is more than ten thousand times fiercer than the one against Chen Youliang back then!"

He's lived two lives, what storms hasn't he weathered?

But this was the first time I had ever witnessed such a world-destroying power.

This is an absolute crushing defeat!

It's the difference between an ant and a true dragon!

Faced with this power capable of destroying the world, the human race, which had just begun to build up a little confidence, once again felt that bottomless despair.

"It's over... Is this the true strength of the demon race?"

Suirenshi's face turned ashen, and his whole body trembled like a leaf.

He had lived so long and had never felt such a strong sense of death.

The feeling was like having an invisible knife at your throat, ready to fall at any moment.

"The Celestial Star Formation... This is the number one killing formation in the primordial world, one that even sages must be wary of!"

Youchao's legs went weak and he knelt down.

His eyes were filled with tears of despair, and his cloudy old eyes could no longer see any hope.

"How...how could we possibly win?"

The gap is too big.

Even if they have improved, even if they have the help of three emperors, even if they have just consumed the Blood Pill and their strength has increased dramatically.

But in the face of the true overlord of the primordial world, they still appear so small and so powerless.

Like the light of a firefly, it tries to rival the brilliance of the bright moon.

This is a gap that cannot be bridged by sheer numbers or sheer enthusiasm!

"Emperor Qin, Emperor Tang, Emperor Ming..."

A human warrior asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"Can we... really win?"

Ying Zheng remained silent.

He gripped the Heavenly Question Sword tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his veins bulging.

He wanted to say that they could win.

But he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Because he didn't know the answer either.

Li Shimin drew his bow to its fullest extent, the arrow tip hovering in the sky, yet he could not find a target.

His hands were trembling slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of anger.

Angry at one's own powerlessness.

Zhu Yuanzhang gave a wry smile and looked at the broken bowl in his hand.

"This bowl of ours... I'm afraid it can't hold all these stars in the sky."

An atmosphere of despair spread among the people like a plague.

Many humans have closed their eyes, awaiting death.

"Su Han! Did you see that?"

In the sky, Di Jun looked down with an indifferent gaze, as if looking at a group of ants about to be crushed.

"This is the consequence of defying the Heavenly Court and defying me, the Emperor!"

"Do you think that killing Jiuying and forcing Kunpeng to retreat gives you the right to provoke the Heavenly Court?"

"ridiculous!"

"An ant is still an ant; no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot change its fate of being crushed!"

"Today, I, the Emperor, will use this week's Heavenly Battle Formation to utterly wipe out your human race!"

"They won't even give you a chance to be reincarnated!"

"May your souls be eternally consumed by the fires of the stars, suffering endless burning!"

Di Jun's voice was cold and cruel, without the slightest pity.

With a wave of his hand, his imperial robes fluttered even without wind.

"A star...fallen!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sky full of stars suddenly shone brightly.

Countless starlight condensed into a tangible meteor, trailing long flames and carrying an aura of annihilation, as it indiscriminately bombarded the ancestral land of humanity below.

Each meteor contains the full force of a Great Luo Golden Immortal's attack!

This is a world-destroying blow!

Under this attack, not only the human race, but the entire East Sea continent would be reduced to dust and sunk to the bottom of the sea!

Despair overwhelmed everyone's hearts like a tidal wave.

At this moment of utter despair.

A white figure slowly emerged from the crowd.

Su Han.

He ascended step by step, stepping into the air.

No magic weapon was used.

He did not use any supernatural powers.

He walked on calmly, as if the apocalyptic scene before him was nothing more than fleeting smoke, not worth mentioning.

His white clothes fluttered in the strong wind, yet remained spotless.

There was no sign of panic on his face; instead, a faint smile appeared.

That was mockery.

It's disdain.

More importantly... it's a confident and well-prepared mindset!

[Ding! Humanity is facing a crisis of extinction, and the faith power of billions of humanity members is frantically converging!]

[Luck value skyrockets! Added 1000 million points!]

[Current Luck Value: 1800 million points!]

The system notification sounded in Su Han's mind.

He understood.

The more desperate the situation, the stronger the faith of the human race becomes, and the greater the fortune they gather.

This good fortune is enough for him to do something earth-shattering.

"Di Jun".

Su Han's voice wasn't loud, yet it strangely pierced through the starlight and resounded clearly throughout the world.

"You think this is your trump card?"

"You think you can subdue my human race just by using your superior numbers to break through the formation?"

You're wrong.

Su Han stopped in his tracks, his body standing ramrod straight, like a spear piercing the sky.

He raised his head and looked directly at the high and mighty Demon Emperor, without the slightest fear in his eyes.

"You want to see the underlying history?"

"Then I'll show you what true depth is!"

"What truly means... that man can conquer nature!"

Su Han took a deep breath, his blood and qi surging.

The golden dragon of human destiny roared and circled behind him, emitting a deafening dragon's roar.

He roared deafeningly at the starry sky, at the lofty Demon Emperor, and at the primordial Heavenly Dao:

"Demons rule the heavens, witches rule the earth?"

"That was before!"

"today!"

"I, Su Han, will establish this Heavenly Court of Humanity in this primordial world!"

"I will make every human being like a dragon, ruling the universe!"

"Look at all these gods and Buddhas in the sky, who dares to stop me?!"