Rewriting the Gods

Inside the Divine General's mansion, Xiang Yu sat behind a table, holding a wine cup in his hand. The amber-colored wine emitted a rich aroma that made one's mouth water.

However, at this moment, Xiang Yu's mind was not on the wine at all. His eyes were deep and he seemed to be thinking about something. He had been holding the wine cup for a quarter of an hour.

"But you still feel uneasy?"

A strange voice suddenly rang out, and the project's gaze instantly became extremely sharp. The aura emanating from Xiang Yu underwent a dramatic change, with endless killing intent sweeping out, turning the void into a blood-red color in an instant.

In a daze, the Divine General's Mansion seemed to have transformed into a battlefield of clashing swords and galloping horses, with corpses lying for miles!

"who!"

Xiang Yu roared angrily, his eyes blazing as he stared at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

This man was dressed in a green robe and was not particularly tall or strong, but the moment Xiang Yu saw him, a thought instinctively arose in his mind: he was no match for him!

His face wasn't particularly handsome, just average, but his dark eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, clearly indicating he was no ordinary person, inspiring awe in those who looked upon him.

The full power of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal erupted, instantly stirring up a blood-red wave centered on Xiang Yu within the Divine General's Mansion.

Along with it came a monstrous aura born from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as well as an unparalleled domineering aura that swept away everything and suppressed the world!
But all of this vanished instantly in front of the man in blue, as if there were an insurmountable wall in front of him.

Seeing this, Xiang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. The newcomer's abilities far surpassed his own. At the very least, he was a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal, and most likely a Quasi-Saint.

Xiang Yu had already guessed what was going on when this person was able to come to his side so quietly, and what he saw now confirmed his guess.

Even so, Xiang Yu's domineering aura remained undiminished, and his eyes were still sharp.

"Who are you, and why are you trespassing on my residence?"

Seeing Xiang Yu's expression, Jiang Haofeng nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad!"

The person who came was Jiang Haofeng's future incarnation. Jiang Haofeng has three bodies and nine corpses. Among them, the present body, which is Jiang Haofeng himself, usually likes to wear hemp clothing, which is the clothing that Zhisheng originally created. It is also the most common clothing among humans at present, and it is extremely simple.

The three corpses in their current forms are: Wanxiang Daoren wearing a Xuanmen Daoist robe with cloud patterns, Taixuan Daoren wearing a Yin-Yang Liangyi Daoist robe with the Taiji Bagua diagram, and Wanfa Daoren wearing a Sun, Moon and Stars Daoist robe.

In the future, he will wear a blue robe; in the past, he will wear a purple Taoist robe.

And right before us is Jiang Haofeng's future self.

Upon hearing Jiang Haofeng's words "not bad," Xiang Yu frowned immediately. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Haofeng said, "My name is Haofeng. I have important business to discuss with you, Overlord. I have come uninvited and have been impolite. Please forgive me!"

As he spoke, Jiang Haofeng cupped his hands in apology to Xiang Yu.

Jiang Haofeng bypassed the restrictions of Xiang Yu's residence without informing him and entered directly into the residence using the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Although there was a reason for this, it was indeed impolite.

An apology is naturally necessary, and this action has nothing to do with one's cultivation level or status.

However, at this moment, Xiang Yu was stunned on the spot. The name Hao Feng resounded in Xiang Yu's mind like thunder. Hao Feng of the human race, the number one strongman of the human race, a strange person in the three realms, not a saint, but better than a saint!

The white jade pillar that supports the heavens of humanity, the purple-gold beam that spans the sea!

The reason why the human race was able to occupy the Southern Continent, control a small part of the Heavenly Court, become the largest race in the prehistoric world, and dominate the Three Realms is because of the person in front of us.

In an instant, Xiang Yu's aura vanished completely, and the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by reverence and respect.

Seeing Jiang Haofeng bowing to him, Xiang Yu hurriedly dodged. The Heavenly Court's golden-armored general, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, was also extremely flustered at this moment. He dodged in such a hurry that he overturned the stool he was standing on.

"You flatter me, Ancestor."

"How could Xiang Yu accept the respect due to the ancestor?"

After avoiding Jiang Haofeng's greeting, Xiang Yu took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, straightened his armor, and respectfully bowed, saying, "Xiang Yu of the Human Race pays respects to Ancestor Haofeng!"

Jiang Haofeng smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No need for formalities!"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu stood up and looked at Jiang Haofeng before him, his heart still pounding with excitement.

If we're talking about fear, Xiang Yu had never been afraid of anyone in his life, but this person before him was different.

Before becoming an immortal, this person was the ancestor of the human race, the source of all ancestors, whom we had to worship during festivals. After becoming an immortal, this person became an even greater towering tree that protected the human race.

The entire human race, whether immortal or mortal, is under this person's protection!

With his ancestral benefactor right before him, Xiang Yu could not help but be excited.

Seeing Jiang Haofeng standing there, Xiang Yu immediately pulled out a chair and said, "Ancestor, please sit down!"

Jiang Haofeng smiled and sat down in the chair without refusing.

Xiang Yu waved his hand, clearing away the wine on the table, and took out the spiritual tea, which was filled with spiritual energy, to prepare to brew it.

Seeing this, Jiang Haofeng's smile widened. Since ancient times, the human race has revered their ancestors. Now that the human race has broken free from the pressure of the Heavenly Court, and the Human Emperor has not been given the title of Son of Heaven, their respect for their ancestors is even greater than in the original timeline.

As one of the various human races, Jiang Haofeng was genuinely delighted to see this scene.

He smiled and waved his hand, "No need for that trouble, I need to talk to you."

As soon as Jiang Haofeng finished speaking, Xiang Yu's hand stopped abruptly. He then put away the tea leaves and stood respectfully, saying, "Please give your orders, Ancestor!"

Looking at Xiang Yu before him, Jiang Haofeng's face showed even greater satisfaction. He said, "Ten thousand years ago, the Investiture of the Gods war came to an end, and I went into seclusion to cultivate."

"Upon leaving the pass today, I discovered that there are many more talented individuals among our human race, which makes me quite happy."

"Your talent is outstanding even among the innate human race. You are one of the most outstanding geniuses of the human race in the past 100,000 huiyuan. Logically speaking, 100,000 huiyuan is enough for you to become a Da Luo Jin Xian."

"Unfortunately, the Battle of Wujiang left you with a mental demon."

"Although Zhu Xiang could save your life and rescue eight thousand soldiers, he could not resolve your inner conflict."

"The word 'heart' is profound and mysterious; no one can help you before it except yourself!"

"I can't help you with this either. If you can overcome the mental tribulation, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal is as easy as turning your hand, and the path to Quasi-Saint is also a smooth road. If you can't overcome it, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal is something you can only dream of but never reach."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu sighed inwardly, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

I know my own situation. In terms of talent, I am no less than anyone else. If Zhang Daoling can become a Great Luo Golden Immortal, there is no reason why I cannot become one. To put it bluntly, the time it took me to go from a mortal to a Taiyi Golden Immortal was much faster than Zhang Daoling's.

However, they were blocked before the Great Luo Golden Immortal. In the final analysis, it all comes down to two words—inner demons!
It’s hard to calm down!
He was once invincible, dominating the world and never suffering a defeat. Even at the end, he was not defeated by Liu Bang, but instead prepared to commit suicide at the Wujiang River.

If not for unbearable resentment, who would commit suicide?
The great path is easy to follow, but the knots in one's heart are difficult to untie.

There are countless immortals among the human race, and Xiang Yu was naturally aware of his problem. However, the knot in his heart was not so easy to untie.

Looking at Xiang Yu, who seemed somewhat lost, Jiang Haofeng shook his head slightly and said, "Other things are easy to talk about, but I can't help you with your inner conflict. You'll have to rely on yourself."

"However, both defeat and success stem from a mental block."

"Around the time of the 100,000th Huiyuan, I made a bet with two saints from the Western Sect..."

As he spoke, Jiang Haofeng revealed the details of the bet. Xiang Yu's eyes widened as he listened. Using Xiniu Hezhou as the bet—what a grand gesture!
After a pause, Jiang Haofeng spoke again: "Your bravery is unparalleled in the world. You are the war god of our human race. Even Xing Tian, ​​the war god of the witch race in the past, was no more than this at your level."

"These eighty-one tribulations are related to the fate of our human race. I hope you can descend to the mortal realm."

"As you command, please rest assured, Ancestor, this junior will do everything in my power to stop the pilgrims and win Xiniu Hezhou for our human race!"

Xiang Yu spoke solemnly, and an indescribable, vast fighting spirit rose up, as if an invisible raging fire had ignited in the void.

"it is good!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded in satisfaction. "When the time is right, Suiren will find an opportunity to demote you to the mortal realm. Be prepared."

"Yes!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded slightly, his figure slowly became transparent, and he disappeared from the spot. By the time Xiang Yu reacted, he was the only one left in the mansion.

"Xiang Yu respectfully bids farewell to the Ancestor!"

A moment later, Xiang Yu stood up, his eyes filled with burning fighting spirit!
At the same time, Jiang Haofeng left the Heavenly Court quietly without alerting anyone.

"We have our first choice: Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu. He's enough to give the Western Religion a headache."

Jiang Haofeng had just witnessed Xiang Yu's abilities firsthand. Although his cultivation level was only average, merely a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal, Xiang Yu possessed an invincible and domineering aura that swept across the world. This domineering aura had reached an extremely profound level, just one step away from completely transforming into the Great Dao.

At that moment, Xiang Yu could instantly become a quasi-saint.

However, there's still a long way to go before he can truly transform into a domineering figure. While Xiang Yu could be invincible in the mortal realm, he still falls short in achieving the same level of dominance across the three realms of the primordial world.

Furthermore, Xiang Yu was plagued by inner conflicts, making it difficult for him to even become a Great Luo Golden Immortal, let alone a Quasi-Saint.

However, with his domineering nature and profound understanding of the Great Dao of the Physical Body, Xiang Yu, though a Taiyi Golden Immortal, was no match for ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals!
The aura that Xiang Yu unleashed earlier was something that even a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal couldn't produce!
With Xiang Yu around, the Western religions would have a lot of headaches.

However, the Western religion has two saints and the Monkey King. In Journey to the West, the Monkey King is also a legend, with excellent backgrounds and sects.

It's hard to say what trump cards the Western Religion has; even with Xiang Yu alone, it's still not a guarantee of safety.

We need to add two more layers of protection.

As for the candidate, Jiang Haofeng already had an idea in mind. The moment his thoughts settled, Jiang Haofeng looked up at a corner of the human world.

At the foot of a green mountain, a small village stands, and in the center of the village, a primary school is located. Seven or eight children are reading in the school, while a middle-aged man with a serious face is giving a lesson on the podium.

And this person is one of the candidates Jiang Haofeng is looking for!

Jiang Haofeng smiled, then took a step forward, and the surrounding world changed. The next moment, Jiang Haofeng had already appeared outside the school.

They listened quietly to the middle-aged man's lecture, but neither the children in the classroom nor the middle-aged man giving the lecture noticed Jiang Haofeng.

Jiang Haofeng stood there, motionless, in front of the school window.

At Jiang Haofeng's level, if he doesn't want others to know, most people really wouldn't notice.

An hour later, the children in the school rushed outside like wild horses, leaving only a serious-looking middle-aged man tidying up the books inside.

The middle-aged man's face remained serious and unsmiling, not at all like a private tutor, but more like a ruthless judge in court!

After tidying up his books, the middle-aged man strolled out. Suddenly, he stopped and stared intently at the man in blue who had suddenly appeared by the window.

A look of shock flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes. "May I ask your name? What business do you have with this junior?"

Jiang Haofeng smiled and said, "..."

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Haofeng sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, and the middle-aged man stood respectfully in front of him.

"Ancestor Haofeng, it's not that Shang Yang is refusing, but to serve the human race, even if it means being shattered to pieces, Shang Yang has no choice but to do so. However, Shang Yang is just an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal."

"Although Shang Yang is confident that he is not weak among immortals of the same level, he is definitely no match for a top-tier Taiyi Golden Immortal. There are more than a handful of Taiyi Golden Immortals in his clan who can suppress him!"

"If Shang Yang were to set this challenge, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough to stop the Buddhist pilgrims on their pilgrimage, and it would only tarnish the reputation of our human race."

"If the Ancestor does not despise me, Shang Yang is willing to recommend heroes of my human race to the Ancestor!"

That's right, the middle-aged man in front of us is Shang Yang, the Shang Yang who reformed the Qin state in the past!

And this is the second trump card that Jiang Haofeng is looking for.

Hearing Shang Yang's words, Jiang Haofeng smiled and said, "I know all that you've said, and I also know who in the clan is more capable than you, but none of them are suitable. They can't stump the pilgrim."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yang's expression of doubt deepened. If they could not stump the pilgrims, how could they possibly stump him?
No, the ancestor must have come looking for me because there is something special about me. Who is the ancestor? What I can think of, the ancestor must also be able to think of.

However, after thinking for a long time, Shang Yang could not think of anything special about himself.

He couldn't help but bow and say, "Please enlighten me, Ancestor!"

Jiang Haofeng smiled and said:

"Right now, you're really not up to the task. You'd be in trouble even if you blocked the Buddhist sect, let alone the pilgrims on their journey to the West."

"It may not work now, but it might work in the future."

"During my 100,000 huiyuan seclusion, I comprehended a Dao called the Great Dao of Laws, which resonates deeply with you. Once you have perfected your cultivation, you will naturally have the ability to stop the pilgrims and win this bet for our human race!" (End of Chapter)