Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 183 Three Thousand Years

"The throne of the Human Emperor is the position of the supreme ruler of the human race. I wonder if the Holy Mother thinks so too?" Di Fang looked at Nuwa and said with a profound look in his eyes.

Nuwa also understood the meaning behind Di Fang's words.

The way he addressed her revealed that Di Fang was somewhat uncomfortable standing with the other saints.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone from being a fellow Daoist Nuwa to the Holy Mother.

The title "Holy Mother" is an honorific title used by humans to refer to Nuwa, but it is not suitable for the Di Fang, as the Di Fang is also a saint.

"We both know that the matter of the Human Emperor is unstoppable; Di Xin is destined to be the last Human Emperor," Nuwa said in a deep voice.

"Even if I stand on the side of humanity, the final result will only be that humanity will suffer more calamities, and in the end, the throne of the Human Emperor will still disappear," Nuwa said, word by word.

Although Nuwa's words were unpleasant to hear, it must be said that there was nothing wrong with them.

As long as the throne of the Human Emperor exists, those sages will definitely scheme against the human race, and the human race will only face more and more calamities until the Human Emperor completely ceases to exist.

Only then will those sages cease their scheming; this is inevitable.

Ultimately, it comes down to this: the human race being too powerful is not a good thing.

A sage may not interfere in the affairs of the human race, but he will never allow the human race to escape his control; this is inevitable.

Even using the simplest number to count, there are only seven saints in the world, not counting Pingxin. Even if Nuwa and Difang stand together, there are only two.

You mean the three innate races?

Would the three innate races dare to interfere? They couldn't easily intervene and offend other saints by helping the human race. They certainly knew what would happen to their three races if they offended other saints.

And most importantly, would the three innate races be happy to see the human race continue to prosper?

Please, this is a racial conflict, and this is no joke. Although the human race and the three innate races are allied, there is one thing they need to understand.

This is only true when the interests of the human race and the three innate races are aligned.

If the human race threatens the existence of the three primordial races, will the three primordial races still intervene? Are you kidding me?

So even if we include Pingxin, there are only three saints against five saints. It's obvious what the final outcome will be.

After pondering for a long time, Di Fang finally realized that the throne of the Human Emperor could only be sealed away and was not suitable to appear in the prehistoric world for a long time.

Emperor Xin was destined to be the last human emperor.

"So there's nothing we can do about it?" Di Fang said in a deep voice, a glint of light in his eyes.

For the Imperial side, this was no small matter.

The Emperor wanted humanity to stand tall in the primordial world, unaffected by any immortals or gods, but it seems that's still not possible.

At most, we can guarantee that immortals and gods will not interfere in the internal affairs of the human race.

However, they could not escape the control of the sage.

But this is normal. If the Emperor could do it, then how useless would the other saints be?

The scheming among sages is not as simple as a few points; it is a process of mutual checks and balances.

Just like when the Jie Sect was powerful, it was besieged by other saints, but neither the Emperor nor Nuwa intervened.

If the human race becomes powerful now, the final result will be that they will be schemed against by the other five saints. Even if Nuwa doesn't take action, there are still five saints.

What can the Imperials use to stop them?

How to block it?

Unless the human race gives birth to a saint, but that is too difficult. There are countless geniuses in the prehistoric world, and in the past thousand years, there have only been five who have become saints on their own.

From the beginning of time until now, there have only been five beings who achieved sainthood through their own efforts.

"Tell them about the Human Emperor. I can agree to that, but I absolutely forbid anyone from interfering in matters concerning the human race. That's my bottom line," Di Fang said in a deep voice.

Nuwa nodded. She knew that it was no simple matter that the Emperor was willing to back down, and it was practically impossible for him to interfere in the internal affairs of the human race.

Nuwa left Chaos Island directly.

After watching Nuwa leave, Di Fang looked at Da Shang.

A ray of golden light flew directly from Chaos Island into the Great Shang Dynasty.

Chaoge!!

Di Xin looked at the information brought by the golden light that flew into his soul.

After digesting the information, a glint of shrewdness appeared in Di Xin's eyes.

"Your Majesty?" Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"It is a message from the sage that I have three thousand years left," Di Xin said in a deep voice.

"Three thousand years?" Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"After three thousand years, I am considered the last human emperor of the human race. Since then, the human race has had no more human emperors, only emperors," Di Xin said with a hint of despondency.

Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a hint of horror in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, why do you do this?" Su Daji asked Di Xin.

Su Daji was well aware of what the Human Emperor meant to the human race. Basically, all human cultivators understood what kind of existence the Human Emperor was among the human race.

"It cannot be spoken." Di Xin said in a deep voice, looking at the sky with a serious expression in his eyes. There are some things that cannot be said, and should not be said.

Otherwise, they would incur divine punishment, and the Shang Dynasty would collapse in an instant.

There is no room for relief.

The Emperor gave Emperor Xin three thousand years, allowing him enough time to rely on the fortune of the human race to break through to the realm of Island Immortal Martial Quasi-Saint, so that he could go to the human race's small world and become one of the human race's foundations.

Three thousand years from now, there will be no more human emperors, but that is to be expected, as the throne of the human emperor is destined to hang high in the heavens.

The former Human Emperor still exists, so the position of Human Emperor still exists, but it is impossible for the human race to produce another Human Emperor in the future.

No matter who it is, it won't work.

This road is completely cut off and sealed off.

"Three thousand years is enough. My beloved consort may accompany me to the human world then," Di Xin said in a deep voice, a glint of light in his eyes.

Su Daji nodded. Di Xin didn't say anything, naturally he had his own difficulties. Some things are better left unresolved, and Su Daji understood that Di Xin's decision must have been made under duress.

There are only a handful of beings in the world who could warrant such consideration from Emperor Xin.

In the midst of chaos.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Tongtian's eyes held a hint of melancholy.

After the Investiture of the Gods, Tongtian was taken back to Zixiao Palace by Hongjun and stayed by his side.

Looking at the chaos outside Zixiao Palace.

Tongtian was no longer the spirited and powerful Tongtian Sect Leader he once was, with all the immortals paying homage to him.

Ku Ren looked more like an old man who had lost his home, his eyes filled with dimness.

"Foolish child!!" Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at Tongtian.

Tongtian bowed to Hongjun and said, "Teacher."

"Go, there are still people waiting for you on Jin'ao Island," Hongjun said to Tongtian.

Just as Tongtian was about to leave after hearing Hongjun's words, he heard Hongjun say: "Sages should not interfere in the affairs of the primordial world."

"Disciple understands," Tongtian said before leaving the chaos.

On Jin'ao Island.

The three immortals, Zhao Gongming, and the other three looked at the deserted Jin'ao Island. Now, the disciples of the Jie Sect were either listed on the list or taken away by the West, leaving only the four of them.

A divine light appeared on Jin'ao Island.

"Teacher!!!" Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming knelt down and bowed to Tongtian with a hint of joy.

A flicker of emotion appeared in Tongtian's lifeless eyes: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!! Come back to the Dao Palace with your master."

On Chaos Island, Di Fang wore a slight smile.

Tongtian looked at Zhao Gongming and the other three immortals, as if they understood something. They looked towards the direction where Chaos Island was located, sighed, and said nothing more.

Mount Sumeru in the West!!

"Senior brother, Tongtian is back. What about the disciples?" Zhunti asked Jieyin with a hint of bitterness.

The so-called disciples were those disciples of the Jie Sect who were taken away by Zhunti and Jieyin.

Jieyin sighed, "Let them go back. Let those who want to go back go back. There's no need to cause any more trouble now."

If Tongtian had remained in Zixiao Palace, then Zhunti and Jieyin could have disregarded him. However, now that Tongtian has returned, there is no longer any need for Zhunti and Jieyin to forcibly convert these disciples of the Jie Sect.

On the one hand, this would create enmity with Tongtian; on the other hand, Buddhism was about to flourish, and neither Jieyin nor Zhunti wanted to cause any more trouble.

The most crucial thing is the rise of the West; everything else can be put aside.

(End of this chapter)