On the left side of the Qin army was a huge army of tens of millions of witches with murderous aura.
On the right side is the coalition of tens of millions of demons with demonic energy surging.
They were either riding demonic clouds or revealing their true forms, their cold eyes fixed on the direction of the thirty-third heaven.
Further away.
A blood cloud rolled, and millions of Asuras, led by the ancestor of the Styx, exuded endless filth and murderous aura.
The four armies gathered together, and the terrifying pressure caused the entire sky of the southern continent to sink downward, and countless space cracks appeared and disappeared around the army formation.
And at the forefront of the army.
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, Kunpeng, Minghe, Kong Xuan...
Dozens of top-level quasi-saints were lined up in a row, their auras connected and their pressure as intense as a prison.
This kind of formation is enough to sweep across any place in the Three Realms!
Everyone's eyes were focused on the center, the Great Qin Palace floating above the nine heavens.
finally.
Crunch...
The heavy door of the main hall of the Heavenly Palace slowly opened.
Two figures walked out of the hall side by side.
A man was wearing a black nine-dragon imperial robe and a twelve-tasseled crown on his head. His face was majestic, and with every step he took, it seemed as if the fate of the entire human race was moving with him.
It was the Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng!
The other person was dressed in white, spotless, with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. His deep eyes seemed to contain endless chaos. He just stood there quietly, and the surrounding time and space were frozen.
It was the Crown Prince of Qin, Zhao Feng!
The moment the father and son appeared.
The hundreds of millions of troops who had been waiting for a long time below, as well as the dozens of quasi-saints, knelt on one knee at the same time, and their voices shook the world.
"We pay our respects to His Majesty the Qin Emperor! We pay our respects to Saint Zhao Feng!"
"Eternal Heavenly Emperor! Eternal Saint Zhao Feng!"
The sound like a tsunami merged into an invisible sound wave and rushed to the thirty-third heaven.
Ying Zheng stood in front of the Lingxiao Palace, looking at the invincible army below, and at the pairs of fanatical and admiring eyes, his heart was filled with pride.
He raised his hand slightly, and the earth-shaking shouting stopped abruptly in an instant.
You could hear a pin drop in the whole world.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
However, Ying Zheng did not speak.
He just turned his gaze to Zhao Feng beside him.
Zhao Feng understood and took a step forward.
He looked at the dozens of quasi-saints below and the hundreds of millions of Qin soldiers. His calm yet majestic voice resounded in everyone's ears.
"Everyone."
"The way I have attained is not the way of the sages who place their trust in the Way of Heaven."
"What I cultivate is the way of martial arts!"
"Use strength to prove the truth, transcend everything, do not rely on external things, only cultivate yourself, and seek eternity!"
"This is the most powerful way!"
"From today on!"
"I am the ancestor of martial arts!"
"Anyone who practices my martial arts can call me..."
"Martial Ancestor!"
Rumble!
Martial Ancestor!
When these two words came out of Zhao Feng's mouth.
The entire destiny of the ancient world was violently shaken.
Below.
After a brief shock.
Xuanyuan was the first to react. He knelt on one knee and shouted loudly, "Human Xuanyuan, I pay my respects to the Martial Ancestor!"
after all.
Now Zhao Feng has attained enlightenment and has become a saint, surpassing all living beings.
"Martial Ancestor is eternal and immortal!"
With his loud shout, the rest of the people also woke up as if from a dream.
"Fuxi of the human race, pays homage to the Martial Ancestor!"
"Zhen Yuanzi, I pay my respects to the Martial Ancestor!"
"Kunpeng (Minghe), meet the Martial Ancestor!"
"Bai Qi, meet the Martial Ancestor!"
“…”
For a while.
Whether it is the quasi-saint, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, or the coalition of witches and liches.
All living beings knelt on the ground again, and the look they gave Zhao Feng was even more fanatical and more admiring than before!
The earth-shaking shouts resounded through the sky once again.
"Meet the Martial Ancestor!"
"Martial Ancestor is immortal! Martial arts are eternal!"
…
The roars like a tsunami gathered into a torrent of destiny of humanity and martial arts, causing the 9.99 million-foot-tall Tianyun Black Bird above the Xianyang Heavenly Palace to cry with extreme excitement.
Ying Zheng looked at the white-robed figure beside him, feeling the martial arts will that transcended the heaven and earth and was above all else, and he was very pleased.
With a son like this, what more could I ask for!
With such a Martial Ancestor, the human race will have no worries about prosperity!
Zhao Feng raised his hand and pressed into the air.
The fanatical shouts that were enough to shake the nine heavens subsided in an instant.
Hundreds of millions of troops and dozens of quasi-saints all held their breath and waited for the next order from the Martial Ancestor.
Everyone thought that the next moment would be the time when Fatian’s war drum would be beaten.
However, Zhao Feng did not immediately order the expedition.
He stood in front of the Lingxiao Palace with a solemn expression. His deep eyes penetrated endless time and space, as if he was having some kind of silent communication with this ancient world.
He slowly stretched out his hands, palms facing up, "Humanity, obey my orders!"
The moment the words fell.
Buzz!
An ancient and mysterious mirror, which seemed to reflect all the living beings in the world, slowly emerged from the palm of his left hand.
Tianxuan Mirror!
The most precious treasure of humanity!
The mirror light flickered, and the shadows of hundreds of millions of human sages floated and worshipped in it. The vast power of humanity made all the human strongmen present feel a sense of intimacy and throbbing from the depths of their blood.
Then, Zhao Feng's voice sounded again, "Underground, obey my orders!"
Boom!
The entire vast earth trembled violently.
Deep in the underworld, the ancient land that suppresses the six realms of reincarnation let out a violent roar.
An ancient seal, swirling with the aura of endless reincarnation and as if carrying the final destination of all the souls in the three realms, broke through the air from the palm of Zhao Feng's right hand.
Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal!
A genuine treasure!
When the seal appeared, a force of original rules that was completely different from human nature, but equally powerful and vast, spread out.
It is a kind of power that is heavy, dead, yet contains endless vitality.
The Tianxuan Mirror and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal, one on the left and one on the right, were suspended in Zhao Feng's palm, echoing each other from afar. The two original forces belonging to the two paths of heaven and earth actually began to blend faintly.
When Zhao Feng spoke, it was like an imperial decree from heaven.
"Today, in the name of our Great Qin, in the name of our Martial Ancestor!"
"Humanity and earthly virtues should cover the territory of our Great Qin and regain the authority of the prehistoric world!"
He pushed outwards with both hands!
boom!
The Tianxuan Mirror and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal transformed into two streams of light, soaring into the sky and hanging at the highest point of the Xianyang Heavenly Palace.
The next moment.
A golden light curtain that was extremely bright burst out from the Tianxuan Mirror. Like a golden ocean, it spread madly towards the four continents and seas of the prehistoric world with Xianyang as its center.
at the same time.
A thick, vast, ochre-colored halo spread from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal. It did not rush to the sky, but sank into the earth, and penetrated into every corner of the world along the ancient veins of the earth.
Up and down, day and place.
The golden glow represents the light and hope of humanity.
The ochre halo represents the bearing and reincarnation of the underground.
This extremely shocking scene instantly alarmed all the saints outside the thirty-three heavens.
In the Biyou Palace.
Tongtian Patriarch looked at the two forces of original rules that swept across the entire prehistoric land and couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.
"Great! What a great way to regain the authority of the prehistoric world!"
"Old Hongjun suppressed the Way of Earth, disregarded humanity, and only respected the Way of Heaven. Now, retribution has come!"
Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot, looking at the vast scene with a smile on his face.
He could clearly feel that as these two original forces spread, a part of the authority of heaven and earth originally held by the Heavenly Dao was being forcibly stripped away and returned to its original owner.
The way of heaven is being weakened!
In the Tushita Palace.
The Great Purity Saint still had that serene and inactive look, but his deep eyes were a bit brighter than before. "Heaven, Earth, and Man are meant to coexist. This is the will of the Father God, and it is also the general trend of Heaven."
The West, that barren corner.
Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at the golden and yellow light that flooded the entire Xiniu Hezhou like a tide. Their faces were uglier than crying.
"It's over..."
The Taoist Zhunti fell to the ground in despair.
And at this moment.
In the Zixiao Palace.
Daozu Hongjun, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud platform, suddenly opened his eyes.
He could clearly feel that his connection with the Great Dao of Heaven was being forcibly severed by two external forces.
For countless eons, he has already deeply bound himself to the Way of Heaven.
He is the Way of Heaven, and the Way of Heaven is also him.
But now, the authority belonging to the earth and humanity is returning in an irreversible manner.
The authority of the Heavenly Dao that he controls is being eroded bit by bit.
"Taiqing..."
Two words slowly uttered from Hongjun's mouth.
He finally understood why Taiqing chose to support Daqin and Zhao Feng.
Remove the firewood from under the cauldron!
This is Taiqing’s real plan!
Don't confront him head-on, but weaken his power from the root and forcibly separate him from the way of heaven!
What a cruel plan!
However, there was no trace of panic on Hongjun's face.
After the initial fluctuation, those indifferent eyes returned to their calm state.
"Do you think you can compete with me with this?"
"wishful thinking."
He slowly closed his eyes, as if the drastic changes in the outside world that were enough to shake the three realms had nothing to do with him anymore.
And beside Hongjun, the figure in a gray Taoist robe was also watching the changes in the prehistoric world below with great interest.
Yangmei Daxian stroked his long beard and chuckled, "Hongjun, it seems your troubles are much bigger than you imagined."
Hongjun ignored it.
…
In front of the Xianyang Heavenly Palace.
With the power of humanity and underground, it completely covered the entire territory of the Qin Dynasty.
The Tianxuan Mirror and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal that were suspended in the sky shone brightly, and the power they emitted was rising steadily, and soon broke through the shackles of the top-grade innate spiritual treasures.
Buzz!
The two treasures made a buzzing sound at the same time, and their grade had reached the same level as the Chaos Bell and the Tai Chi Diagram, which were innate treasures!
Inside the Tianxuan Mirror, the shadows of the hundreds of millions of sages of the human race became more solid. They chanted ancient ballads, as if praising the glory of humanity.
On the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal, the six ancient seal characters representing different reincarnation channels slowly rotated, and a great power of reincarnation that was enough to make even saints palpitate emanated from it.
As the master of the two paths, Zhao Feng felt it most deeply.
He could feel that he had established a close connection with these two treasures, like a blood connection.
He seemed to be both humanity and earth.
With just a thought, one can mobilize two vast and boundless original forces.
Two completely different, yet equally terrifying, pressures erupted from him.
Under this pressure.
The dozens of quasi-saints below couldn't help but bury their heads deeply again.
They could feel that Zhao Feng at this moment seemed to have turned into another Heavenly Dao. The absolute suppression that came from the level of life prevented them from even having the slightest thought of resistance.
Ying Zheng looked at his son beside him, feeling the terrifying pressure that was enough to compete with the way of heaven, his eyes filled with shock and pride.
This is his son, Ying Zheng!
This is the crown prince of the Great Qin!
It was at this moment.
With the complete perfection of human and earthly authority.
The laws of the entire ancient world were violently shaken.
Above the nine heavens, golden auspicious clouds gathered, and golden lotuses of merit, containing supreme human destiny, slowly condensed and bloomed from the auspicious clouds.
Each golden lotus represents a supreme fruit position.
That is, the holy throne!
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Four golden lotuses bloomed completely in the ocean of humanity's destiny!
This means that four Hunyuan Saints will be born in humanity!
And at the same time.
Beneath the Nine Netherworlds, deep within the thick and boundless ancient earth veins, a dim ochre light also lit up.
One!
Two!
Three!
Three Nine Netherworld Lotuses, swirling with the aura of endless reincarnation and as if carrying the destination of all things, broke through the earth and slowly rose up, facing the four golden lotuses of merit in the distance.
The underground tunnel can produce three saints!
There are seven saints in the way of heaven, four saints in the way of man, and three saints in the way of earth!
The three elements stand side by side, this is the most complete posture of the ancient world!
Seven holy seats!
The moment when the four golden lotuses of merit and virtue and the three nine-netherworld lotuses completely appeared between the ancient heaven and earth.
All the powerful beings in the entire Three Realms were completely stunned.
Holy throne!
That is the highest level of attainment that countless beings, who have practiced for billions of years, dream of!
Ever since the Taoist ancestor Hongjun distributed the Hongmeng purple energy in the Zixiao Palace, Honghuang's holy position was already determined.
Countless people of extraordinary talent are stuck in the realm of quasi-saintly perfection, and cannot take that last step even after their entire lives.
But now.
Seven brand new holy thrones appeared in front of everyone without any warning!
How could they not be crazy? How could they not be excited?
Thirty-three levels of heaven.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the seven saints, his majestic face full of disbelief. This... How is this possible!
Tongtian Patriarch's eyes widened, and he was ecstatic. "Hahaha! Seven holy seats! Great! That's great! This way, we will have seven more great helpers!"
Only the Saint Taiqing stroked his long beard with a knowing smile on his face.
And in front of the Xianyang Heavenly Palace.
Ying Zheng, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West...
All the powerful men of the Great Qin were staring at the seven lotus flowers floating around Zhao Feng.
...(End of this chapter)
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