night.

A chill ran through me.

The once dazzling night sky became dark.

Inside a bamboo hut in the mountains, a middle-aged man in a blue robe, holding an ancient scroll, looked out the window with a furrowed brow. "Heaven's will has manifested in the world; hopefully, it's not here to cause us trouble."

In the courtyard enclosed by earthen walls, a burly man pushing a stone mill looked up at the dim night sky and said solemnly, "It seems the human world is about to become lively."

Deep within the Chaotic Demon Sea, a powerful demon lord clad in black robes sat upon a throne made of piled bones.

Mount Ling is bathed in Buddhist light, and the Buddha sits on a golden lotus throne, chanting, "Amitabha!"

Inside the academy, the founder of Confucianism carved words on a stone tablet, murmuring softly, "Humanity shall prosper!"

On the vast plain, the fine grass was bent low by the biting wind, and the Dao Ancestor's robes fluttered in the wind as he calmly gazed into the depths of the starry sky.

"Since you can travel to the lower reaches of the river of time, why do you come back to die?" A cold voice came from the depths of the starry sky, as deafening as rolling thunder.

The Dao Ancestor calmly said, "For the sake of humanity."

"hehe!"

Is it worth it for these ants?

It was an extremely cold voice, and countless powerful individuals felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their eyes filled with awe.

The Dao Ancestor spread his arms and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, open your eyes and take a good look. We are not ants, we are the human race that stands tall and proud."

The voice of the Dao Ancestor resounded throughout the four seas and eight wastelands, and even young children were filled with excitement upon hearing it.

Boom!

Suddenly, the world changed color.

The pitch-black night sky resembled the end of the world.

Standing in the river of time, Qin Luo felt that the entire space-time was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, a scene of destruction appeared: "When I first opened my eyes from the chaos, you were just dust on the ground. I have seen darkness you have never seen, defeated beings you cannot imagine, and even suppressed the ancient gods who created you. The powerful demons could only hide in the cracks to survive, and the high and mighty gods had to submit to me. What are you if not ants?"

Golden patterns appeared on the soles of the Dao Ancestor's feet. He stepped into the depths of the starry sky, and his figure became majestic. "The Great Dao runs through everything. In the long river of time, we are all just passersby. This place belongs neither to you nor to me."

Boom!

Two imposing figures collided.

Countless stars were ignited, the heavens and earth shook, and the river of time rippled. Even though Qin Luo's consciousness was on the river of time, it was difficult for him to see the battle deep in the starry sky.

The Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao fought from the depths of the starry sky to the Chaos Sea. Wherever they went, stars shattered and the Great Dao was almost obliterated.

......

"The aura of the Dao Ancestor has disappeared."

"Still not working?"

...

"Look, what's that?"

Dozens of divine rays flew out of the Chaos Sea and fell towards the mortal realm. A powerful figure exclaimed, "We sensed the existence of the Heavenly Dao's rules; those are fragments of the Heavenly Dao."

"The collapse of the Heavenly Dao means that the Dao Ancestor has won."

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor! For protecting my human race!"

The world rejoiced, and countless cultivators raised their arms in celebration.

At Sunset Peak, peach blossoms danced in the air, and the old Taoist priest in blue robes burst into tears, "Master, I am too late!"

Behind the old Taoist in green robes, a group of disciples bowed respectfully towards the Chaos Sea, saying, "Respectfully seeing off the Dao Ancestor."

In Shuanghe Village, Azi sat alone by the river, looking at the shooting stars in the sky, but she couldn't feel happy.

The once peaceful world instantly erupted into chaos as countless powerful figures soared into the air, vying for the fragments of the Heavenly Dao.

Qin Luo cupped his hands and said, "Respectfully seeing off the Dao Ancestor!"

After the Dao Ancestor fought against the Heavenly Dao, for the next thousand years, meteor showers could be seen every night.

Qin Luo's consciousness continued to travel downstream in time. He didn't pay attention to the situation in the River of Time all the time, but would occasionally glance at it. He could feel that the conflict between the Heavenly Court and the cultivators was getting deeper and deeper.

The Heavenly Emperor appointed by the Dao Ancestor perished long ago. Since the Dao Ancestor's death, the Heavenly Court has lost its prestige, internal conflicts have intensified, and the number of cultivators in the mortal world has increased, leading to clashes between them and the Heavenly Court.

A shout of battle caught Qin Luo's attention. He subconsciously looked into the River of Time and saw countless cultivators charging towards the Heavenly Court. At the South Heavenly Gate, an old Taoist priest with disheveled white hair and dressed in green was fighting alone against five powerful human warriors.

"Is it Master?"

Qin Luo looked into those deep eyes.

Of the five powerful figures who besieged Zhang Fulong, Qin Luo had seen two of them before. He had seen the remnant soul of the Azure Emperor in the Azure Emperor's Secret Realm, and he had seen the statue of the Flame Emperor in the Human Emperor Temple.

A tall, middle-aged man in a yellow robe and a golden crown said meaningfully, "Master Zhang, you were expelled from your sect by the Dao Ancestor long ago, so why do you still serve the Heavenly Court?"

Holding a peach wood sword, Zhang Fulong, covered in blood, glared angrily and said, "This is the order established by the Dao Ancestor. If this order collapses, the Three Realms will descend into chaos."

The Azure Emperor smiled and said, "Master Zhang, after we overthrow the Heavenly Court, we will establish a new order. If you leave now, I can guarantee that the Dragon Tiger Temple will not be purged."

The woman in white echoed, "At that time, Longhu Temple can become the number one Taoist sect in the world."

Zhang Fulong mocked, "You want to overthrow the Heavenly Court, have you thought about the consequences? If you have disagreements in the future, who will be in charge, you, Emperor Yan, or you, Emperor Huang?"

The Yellow Emperor did not answer. He said forcefully, "We can discuss these matters after we overthrow the Heavenly Court."

Qin Luo stood on the river of time, watching them erupt into fierce battle once again. Zhang Fulong faced the Five Emperors alone, and the South Heavenly Gate was shattered into pieces by them.

The battle lasted a long time. Facing the siege of the five emperors, Zhang Fulong held his own. However, as the battlefield became deadlocked, more and more cultivators fell. Watching the infighting among the human race, Zhang Fulong suddenly lost his focus. In an instant, his body was struck by dozens of terrifying sword lights.

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