Rewriting the Gods

With the Holy Angel's statement, everyone's attention turned to the Life Elf. Of the five people present, she was the only one who did not express her opinion.

Facing the gazes of his fellow cultivators, the Life Elf remained calm, his eyes showing no trace of desire for war or the eighth-order world core.

"We elves are servants of the Tree of Life. Serving the Tree of Life is our lifelong wish. We do not participate in anything else."

The others were not surprised to hear this, as the five of them had known each other for countless years and were familiar with the nature of the spirits of life.

As the first being born in the Holy Domain and the first great being to reach the ninth rank, his deeds are known throughout the entire Holy Domain.

All elves do not participate in any disputes, wars, or acts of aggression; their lifelong dream is to protect the ancient tree of the world and maintain the life source of the sacred realm!
Of course, if extraterrestrial beings set foot in the Holy Realm and threaten the Ancient Tree of Life, that would be a different story. In that case, the most warlike race would probably be the elves.

"Very well, the Holy Realm also needs someone to protect it. This time, our four races will join forces with the hundred races of the Holy Realm to conquer the human race!" The Holy Angel's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"it is good!"

The fallen angel, Behemoth, and the golden holy dragon all nodded in agreement.

"There is another matter. The realm where the human race is located is unknown. We have traveled through the myriad realms and wiped out all realms of the seventh rank and above. The realm where the human race is located is either newly created or outside the range of our exploration."

"If we want to send troops, we must first find the human world!"

The fallen angel spoke softly.

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze immediately fell on Nezha, who was drinking among the angels. The Golden Sacred Dragon calmly said, "Easy, just entertain him well, and follow him after he leaves!"

As he spoke, the golden holy dragon's gaze fell on the fallen angel. "The fallen angel cultivates the laws of darkness, so it's as simple as following an eighth-order being without being discovered."

"This is easy, just leave it to me!" The fallen angel nodded in agreement.

The holy angel beside him had his eyes shining with brilliant golden light, like two blazing flames of war. "In that case, let's prepare for battle!"

"it is good!"

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Meanwhile, Nezha was drinking with a group of seventh-level angel cultivators. It must be said that as a major race in the world, the angel race has a truly impressive foundation.

There were four Great Immortals at the banquet alone, and there were also many delicacies. There was also a special fruit wine, which was amber in color and somewhat resembled the grape wine of Jizhou, with a unique flavor.

After a hundred days of feasting and drinking, Nezha, led by an angel servant, temporarily returned to the angel's guest room.

The moment he returned to his room, Nezha's eyes cleared again. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, a thoughtful look appeared in Nezha's eyes. He should not have given anything away.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should arouse the greed of the cultivators in the realm. It's just a matter of whether the creatures in the realm will fall for it.

Forget it, I'll just do my best and leave the rest to fate!

Anyway, the strength of the human race is undeniable. It doesn't matter if we don't make an example of them. The human race's overwhelming power, enough to crush the three major realms, is enough to shut everyone up!

If my plan works, great; if not, it's not a loss!
With these thoughts in mind, Nezha immediately put them out of his mind and prepared to absorb the lessons learned from the battle a hundred days ago.

Although the three opponents he faced were not as strong as him in terms of actual combat power, and he could easily defeat them if he wanted to, it did not mean that they were weak.

Even if they lack the laws of sainthood and cannot compare with the Primordial World, they are still no ordinary beings!

There are some aspects that can be learned from, especially the angel race. The fact that they can suppress the other three major races speaks volumes about their strength. They have powerful bodies, extremely fast speeds, weapons, and supernatural abilities.

With such a configuration, it is already not much weaker than the orthodox sects of the Primordial Mystic Sect.

Although their methods are simple, simplicity often means strength, and there are many aspects of the innate abilities of various races that can be learned from.

Just as Nezha was preparing to comprehend his cultivation, a soft laugh suddenly came from the room.

"Little Nezha is quite bold, daring to comprehend supernatural powers even in the enemy's lair."

Upon hearing this, Nezha was first startled, then his expression turned to joy. He raised his hand, and sure enough, there was a young Taoist sitting on the table, smiling at him.

Nezha immediately stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Junior Nezha pays respects to Ancestor Xuandu!"

"No need to be polite."

"Little Nezha, you're quite wicked, trying to lure the angel realm into attacking the human realm."

Upon hearing this, Nezha chuckled and said, "I'm doing this to better fulfill His Majesty the Human Emperor's mission. Our human race stands tall, surrounded by the three great realms. To quickly stabilize our situation, strength alone is not enough; we also need to make an example of someone!"

"Isn't this angelic realm just a ready-made chicken?"

"Not bad, bold and meticulous, our human race has a worthy successor!" Xuandu nodded in satisfaction, clearly approving of Nezha's actions.

Nezha smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "It's fine if you don't punish me."

Why would I punish you?

"The struggle between races and the struggle for the Great Dao have always been brutal. If we do not fight, how can our human race become the number one race in the Chaos?"

"You should know that when our human race was first established, there were only three thousand people. The strongest in the race was only a Golden Immortal. In the prehistoric world at that time, we were like dust."

"If we hadn't fought for it, how could the human race exist today?"

Upon hearing this, Nezha's smile widened. "I'm mainly afraid you'll accuse me of harboring ill intentions, starting a war, and causing widespread suffering."

"Our human race does not indiscriminately kill innocent lives, but war is not within the scope of indiscriminate killing. Tribal struggles for supremacy have always been the case, so there is no need to overthink it."

"That's good."

"By the way, Ancestor Xuandu, do you think we can be fooled by the Angel Realm?"

Xuan Du looked at Nezha with a half-smile upon hearing this, "They've already fallen for it."

"Really?" Nezha's eyes instantly lit up with ecstatic joy.

"It's absolutely true. Although I can't detect those five Primordial Golden Immortals, ordinary immortals in the Angel Realm can't escape my eyes. The Angel Clan, the Behemoth Clan, and the Dragon Clan have all begun to mobilize their armies and prepare for a great battle."

As he spoke, Xuandu smiled and looked at Nezha, saying, "We'll wait for you to leave, then follow you to find the location of the Human Realm, and then we can send troops."

"it is good!"

"In that case, we can have a proper battle!" Nezha's eyes lit up with surprise, but only for a moment before his brows furrowed again. "Oh no, I forgot about that."

"I travel back and forth using the causal teleportation talisman bestowed by His Majesty the Human Emperor. The causal teleportation channel opened by this talisman can only last for a short while, and I'm afraid it won't be able to support the passage of a large army."

"If they rely on flying, the distance is too far, and they might have to abandon the expedition."

Xuan Du's smile remained unchanged as he shook his head and said, "No need to panic. After you left, Hao Feng began to build the teleportation array connecting the human realm to the three great realms. It was completed during the hundred days you were drinking."

"These are the coordinates of the teleportation array."

As he spoke, Xuandu raised his hand and pointed, a golden light landing on Nezha's brow, and the location of the teleportation array in the chaos instantly appeared in Nezha's mind.

"Thank you very much, Ancestor Xuandu!"

The last remaining shortcoming has been addressed!
Xuan Du frowned slightly and turned to look at the location of the central World Tree. "The World Tree of this world is somewhat mysterious. I can't stay any longer; if I stay any longer, I'll easily be detected."

As Xuandu raised his hand, the profound Yin-Yang Daoist energy rose, and black and white mysterious lights crisscrossed, eventually transforming into a mysterious black and white Tai Chi diagram in Xuandu's hand.

"This is a protective divine power. You will most likely be followed by a Primordial Golden Immortal. I shouldn't get too close. In critical moments, use this method to protect yourself. For a short while, no living being in this world will be able to do anything to you."

"I'll come pick you up then!"

"Thank you very much, Ancestor Xuandu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Du's figure vanished without a sound. At the same time, the Yin-Yang Daoist aura surrounding them also disappeared without a sound. Throughout the entire process, no one could detect anything amiss.

Even the five peak Quasi-Saints of the Angel Realm are no exception.

Even though they are both at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, there is still a gap between them, and the gap is not small.

Without a doubt, the five Quasi-Saints at their peak in the Angel Realm are the weakest tier. A single technique to sever the Three Corpses is enough to crush them. Moreover, Xuan Du is no ordinary Quasi-Saint at his peak.

Xuandu himself had a deep understanding of the Great Dao, and in the previous great battle, he was able to fight the Styx Ancestor to a standstill.

Later, he obtained the Primordial Purple Qi for a period of time and attained the position of Heavenly Dao Saint. Although he later returned the Saint position, during the time he was in the Saint position, Xuandu's understanding of the Great Dao was at the Saint level.

These insights into the Great Dao alone represent a tremendous opportunity for Xuandu.

Even after returning the Primordial Purple Qi, Xuandu's strength increased significantly!
At this moment in the Angel Realm, Xuan Du's strength is undoubtedly number one. If it weren't for the astonishing foundation of the Ancient Tree of Life in the Angel Realm, and the fact that the Life Elf's Great Dao is highly compatible with the Ancient Tree of Life, allowing him to borrow the power of the Ancient Tree of Life and thus easily take control of the Heavenly Dao, he would probably be caught off guard if he rashly stepped into it.

Xuan Du is probably already wandering around the Angel Realm.

Knowing that the various races of the angel realm had taken the bait, Nezha did not simply leave. Instead, he planned to continue the charade in its entirety, making sure to visit all the major powerful races. Leaving too early would only arouse suspicion.

The next day, Nezha got up and walked out of his room. Suddenly, he felt a gaze falling on him from the shadows. When Nezha turned his head, he found nothing there.

Nezha was secretly puzzled. He wanted to activate his Dharma Eye, but after thinking for a moment, he held back. He looked around with some doubt before finally stepping away.

Just as Nezha left, the shadow behind him swayed, and then a tall, slender figure appeared.

This is a female angel, clad in black armor, with her black hair casually draped down her back, exuding a sense of competence and wildness. Her ten wings are as black as ink, and dense dark power gathers around her.

Ten-winged fallen angel!

A favorite of darkness, one of the pillars of the angel race!

"Your strength is not bad. You were able to sense my presence. You are indeed an eighth-level cultivator!"

"You're not far from the eighth rank." A figure emerged from the shadows, and the next moment, another pitch-black figure appeared, but this time, it had twelve wings on its back!

A twelve-winged fallen angel, an eighth-order cultivator!
A hint of pride appeared on the face of the ten-winged fallen angel. "I am the strongest prodigy of the fallen angel race. I can fight an eighth-level cultivator to a draw without breaking through to the eighth level!"

"If Aunt doesn't believe me, I'll capture and kill him once the great battle begins!"

"Haha, of course I believe you, but once the great battle begins, you probably won't have a chance to capture or kill him."

"The moment he finds the realm where the human race resides will be the moment of his death."

"Then I will capture the remaining eighth-level human cultivators!"

"Okay, your aunt will watch your performance then."

"It's a deal. I hope there are other eighth-tier cultivators among the human race, and not just this one."

"You'll know when we get there."

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For the next period of time, Nezha visited and sparred with various angels in the angel realm. He first visited the angels, then the elves, the Behemoths, the dragons, and the other five major races.

However, the seventh-tier cultivators who sparred were not particularly strong, and they were probably not the strongest seventh-tier cultivators of their respective races. Obviously, the strongest ones were hidden away by their respective races and not allowed to meet him.

After spending more than half a year in the angel realm, Nezha felt that the time was right and bid farewell. Amidst the farewells of his new friends, Nezha left the angel realm.

Just as Nezha transformed into golden light and departed, a shadow flashed across the void. A ninth-tier peak expert, a fallen angel comparable to a quasi-saint, personally appeared and followed behind Nezha.

Nezha circled around "cautiously" several times, even ambushing for a while along the way. Only when he felt that no one was following him did he reveal his full strength, greatly increasing his flying speed and heading straight for the coordinates left by Xuandu.

A hundred miles behind Nezha, the Fallen Angel gently flapped its twelve wings, a mocking smile on its face, "As expected of someone from a small clan, unaware of the terror of a ninth-tier being."

"Trying to shake me off with these little tricks? What a joke!"

"A world core of the eighth rank should be able to advance three to five more eighth-rank beings in the Holy Domain, and may even give birth to a ninth-rank being."

"Aside from these, there should still be a chance to obtain one or two eighth-tier divine artifacts, and who knows, a few eighth-tier spiritual items as well."

Thinking of this, the fallen angel's smile widened. He flicked his finger, sending a signal to all races in the Holy Land, and then transformed into a streak of light to follow.

Meanwhile, in the angelic realm!
The atmosphere in the Angel Realm at this time was completely different from when Nezha arrived. The armies of all races had already gathered. Not only the three major races of angels, behemoths, and dragons, but also the Howling Moon Wolf, the Rock Serpent, the Titan Giant Ape, the Golden Lion, and a large number of races with sixth and seventh rank had also gathered their armies!
The powerful races form their own army, while the weaker races combine into one army.

At this moment, under the World Tree, the allied forces of various races had gathered a total of one million men, forming a hundred armies with ten thousand men each, and arrayed themselves in the void!

The weakest among them was a fifth-tier cultivator! (End of Chapter)