Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 866 My People Are Missing

For the Celestials, the so-called returning to the world of the living means stepping on the human race of Kyushu again.

In the ancient times, the human race in Jiuzhou was extremely glorious, and no other race in the universe could compare to them. But in the end, weren't they still trampled under their feet?

Now he is just a small Saint Emperor of Creation, what does he count for?
Not worth mentioning!
The Three Emperors of Kyushu back then were beings that surpassed the Holy Emperor of Creation.

Isn't it a defeat?
The Emperor of the Celestials thought so.

Even when facing the Holy Emperor of the human race in Jiuzhou, he still has his own pride.

If the human race in Jiuzhou had not inexplicably produced a Saint Emperor of Creation, they would not have been qualified or worthy of returning to the human world.

Step on it again?
When you step on it, at least it has some value.

If it weren't for the inexplicable appearance of the Saint Emperor of Creation, the human race of the Nine Provinces in Mingtian would now be of no value at all to the Celestial Race.

too weak.

So weak that one can only survive in the underworld.

Logically speaking, even if the human race of Jiuzhou cannot become one of the top ten dominant races in Mingtian, it should be one of the top hundred powerful races.

Why is this?

Of course they killed him...

That’s how it seems to the Celestials.

However, the human race in Jiuzhou was too tenacious to be wiped out, which surprised them a little.

Like an indestructible cockroach.

Although I'm not too worried, I feel helpless.

After all, the Celestials wanted to completely exterminate the human race in Jiuzhou, but when they found out that they couldn't do it, they felt somewhat slapped in the face.

"The first emperor of Mingtian's creation is actually Jiuzhou..."

Soon after, the Emperor of the Celestial Race frowned. Although he looked down on the Nine Provinces Human Race, he still admired and envied the Nine Provinces Human Race from the bottom of his heart. After all, they had created glory among all races and opened up their own era...

Although the current Celestial Clan is extremely glorious.

but.

It is a path that the human race in Jiuzhou had first taken, and it feels like following in other people's footsteps and picking up other people's spit.

This made the Emperor and Saint King of the Celestial Clan feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Of course, when they feel uncomfortable here, they will think, no matter how glorious your Jiuzhou is and how it pioneered an era, aren’t you still being stepped on by me?

At this moment, I finally felt relieved.

However, at this time, the brows of the Emperor of the Celestial Clan frowned again, even though he despised, disdained, and looked down on the human race in Jiuzhou, and even did not take the Holy Emperor of Creation seriously.

But in the underworld, he is always the first emperor of creation.

This premise.

He couldn't ignore it, let alone despise it.

After all, the Underworld is not the mortal world. No matter how powerful the celestial beings in the mortal world are, or even how many Saint Emperors there are, it will be of no help to the Underworld.

The Celestials do not dominate the underworld.

They are only equivalent to the top ten hegemonic clans.

Another point is that the ten most powerful clans in Mingtian are not equal to the ten most powerful forces in Mingtian.

A hegemonic clan, or race, is different from power.

The ten most powerful clans can be said to be the ten "strongest" clans in Mingtian, but there are many powerful forces in Mingtian.

The ten great clans are just one of the powerful forces.

Because of historical reasons, the ten hegemonic clans are highly respected.

In secret, no one knows how many forces are hidden in the underworld, and even many powerful races are hidden.

They just kept hiding it.

The ten most powerful clans can only be the ten strongest clans on the surface.

Therefore, the Celestial Clan cannot be ranked eleventh in strength just because they are called the eleventh hegemonic clan as it seems.

Or even earlier.

In the underworld, there are so many hidden races and forces that no one can even figure them out.

Very mysterious.

For example, in Mingtian, there has always been a debate about who is the number one clan in Mingtian.

However, the debate has been endless for thousands of years, but there is no conclusion at all. It can only be said that each era has its own first clan.

Or maybe, each of them has been the leader for hundreds of thousands of years...

Even the human race of Jiuzhou, which was once extremely glorious, does not dare to call itself the number one race. Even if they, or others, call themselves so, the Celestial Race will not agree.

If the human race of Jiuzhou is the number one race in the world, then what rank does the human race of Heaven come from?
If the Celestial Race is number one, then what about the Kyushu Human Race?
Anyway.

In the world of the living, the Celestials have not yet achieved the glory that the human race of Kyushu once achieved.

Therefore, the so-called first tribe is basically fruitless, but in the underworld, the Celestials have a vague feeling that there is a very terrifying race, which may really be called the first tribe of the underworld...

but.

This race is really too mysterious.

The Celestials had never seen this race before, nor had they found any traces of it, and they didn’t even know the name of this race.

However, the Celestials could vaguely sense their presence...

It seems that "they" are the masters of the underworld.

This also shows that the Celestials in the Underworld really cannot cover the sky with one hand.

The underworld is not the world of the living.

Therefore, he was always extremely wary of the First Emperor of Creation.

If we are not careful, it may lead to the destruction of the Celestial Race.

In Mingtian, the achievements of the Celestial Clan today are the result of the efforts of countless members of the clan, and they must not be destroyed in an instant.

However, the human race in Jiuzhou gave birth to the Holy Emperor of Creation.

If the Celestials didn't find a way to deal with it, they would probably be exterminated. In the dark heaven where there was no Saint Emperor of Fortune, a Saint Emperor could exterminate a tyrant clan, which was very domineering...

"The Holy Emperor was born in Jiuzhou. What should we do?"

The brows of the Emperor of the Celestial Clan gradually twisted together, and his psychological advantage could no longer be maintained.

I can't even despise it anymore.

This is the underworld, and we cannot bring in the pride of the living world.

After all, Yin and Yang are separated by distance. The Yang world cannot help the Yin world at all, and the Yin world cannot help the Yang world either. They are even equivalent to two races.

“Although, in the Yang world, some Heavenly Emperors are even more powerful than Saint Emperors, but…”

The Emperor of the Celestials was thinking deeply.

However, there is no Heavenly Emperor in the Underworld, and there is no Heavenly Emperor in the Celestial Clan either.

In the world of the living, the Heavenly Emperor is even rarer than the Holy Emperor. He is a freak and the path he takes cannot be replicated at all.

The path to becoming the Holy Emperor of Creation can be replicated, so to speak.

But the path of the Heavenly Emperor is not like that.

"What should we do now?"

Not long after, the Celestials sighed. When faced with absolute power, they simply had no way out.

I suddenly felt a little panicked.

The blood feud between the Celestials and the Kyushu humans can only be resolved if one of the races is completely destroyed.

Now that a Holy Emperor has appeared in Jiuzhou, perhaps the first thing he will do is to destroy the Celestial Clan.

"not good!"

At this moment, the face of the Emperor of the Celestial Clan changed.

Although he is a great emperor, he has no confidence to deal with the Holy Emperor...

"Does it mean that we can only abandon our current foundation?"

The Emperor of the Celestial Clan was deeply reluctant and even a little angry.

The foundation of the Tianren Clan before us is the result of the hard work of countless members of the clan. How can we just give it up?
But if you are unwilling, you can only wait to be destroyed.

A dilemma.

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

The Emperor of the Celestials was extremely angry and gnashed his teeth.

"Hmph, I will let you flourish for a while. My Celestial Clan will trample you underfoot sooner rather than later, leaving no trace of your corpse behind!" The Celestial Emperor said hatefully, and immediately flew away, no longer guarding the Celestial Clan.

As long as the Celestial Clan exists, the clan will not be destroyed...

He is the spark!
So now, he can only choose to avoid the sharp edge and let the human race in Jiuzhou be proud for a while.

"I will return!"

The Emperor of the Celestials took a deep look at the Celestials and left without even looking back.

He needs to lie low and wait for the opportunity.

Also, if you want to create chaos, it would be best to provoke a war between the born and the natives.

Perhaps in this way, the Saint Emperor of Jiuzhou would be finished without the Celestials having to take action.

When the emperor of the Celestial Tribe left the Celestial Tribe and prepared to go into hiding, one ancient emperor after another crawled out from the land of Hades.

Some of the great emperors are buried underground and have already rotted.

But, it's not dead yet.

Many emperors are still holding their breath.

How could they be willing to die if the Holy Emperor didn't come out?! Even if they were to die, they would need to see the Holy Emperor of Creation with their own eyes before they could die...

This is their execution!
Obsession!

In addition to the original great emperors, there are also some descended great emperors.

In ancient times, there were also many great emperors who chose to sleep or to retreat...

To be in seclusion means not to be a Holy Emperor and not to go out into the world.

Most of the great emperors who were born were either asleep or in seclusion, which was related to the situation at that time.

Most of them were seriously injured and had to choose to sleep to heal their wounds, or try to break through, otherwise there would be no hope for the reborn.

In ancient times.

There are really too many native emperors, and the reborn are no match for them at all.

Therefore, the Emperor of the Rebirth, who saw no hope, could only choose to break through the barrier to break the impasse. Breaking through the barrier means becoming the Holy Emperor of Creation.

But they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, eternity had passed.

Times have already changed.

If the news of the "First Emperor of Creation" had not come to light, they might not have woken up until they died. Because when they were sleeping or in seclusion, they set themselves the idea that they would not wake up or break through the seclusion until the Holy Emperor...

Now that the Holy Emperor has been born, there is naturally hope for the newly born.

There is no need to be so persistent in thinking anymore.

"Ha ha--"

When the Emperor of the Rebirth woke up, he immediately laughed out loud towards the sky.

His soul was seen rotting and emitting a decayed smell, just like a rotting corpse from ancient times.

It was just rolling black fog rising into the sky.

The surrounding plants were instantly killed by the smoke.

"Haha, my Born Clan has hope, there is hope, the Holy Emperor is finally born!" The Born Emperor still laughed up to the sky, with a bitter excitement on his already rotten face. In ancient times, how much effort did the Born Emperor make in order to seek a glimmer of life?
How many sacrifices have been made?
Eternity has passed, and now we finally see hope.

"The natives are hateful!"

"Today, I, the descendant of the Holy Emperor, will repay tooth for tooth, blood for blood, and exterminate the original race!"

The Emperor of the Born roared.

Pieces of soul flesh fell from the rotting soul body.

Every time a piece fell and landed on the ground, it turned into a horrible dead land, losing all life. In fact, within a radius of 100,000 miles or even a million miles of the Emperor of the Born, it has become a dead land.

This "death place" naturally cannot be compared with the top ten death places.

However, when the new person carefully sensed the heaven and earth and captured the information between them, he was a little stunned.

He stood there in a daze.

The rotten soul can still penetrate the past and present, appearing extremely majestic.

However, he was really stunned, looking around absentmindedly, and then he burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face...

It turns out that the war was already over.

Now is a time of peace.

"It turns out that eternity has passed..."

After a long time, the Emperor of the Born gradually came back to his senses. He was a little dazed, and then he laughed silently, and the laughter gradually turned into silent crying.

Eternity has passed and the war has long been over.

But I, for eternity, still live in war, in pain, anger, and hatred...

After a moment, the Emperor of the Born raised his head slightly, as if gazing at the gray moon in the sky. His crying and rotten face gradually turned into a smiling face.

Gradually, his rotten soul began to emit vitality.

The thick black fog that lingered in the soul gradually dissipated into the sky and earth, and the rotten soul flesh continued to fall off, but there was no more death.

New life emerges from the rotten soul.

But in just a few moments, the originally rotten corpse seemed full of vitality, and a terrifying imperial power burst out from its body.

The rotten soul turned into a tall middle-aged man.

"The war is over."

The middle-aged man spoke softly and took a deep breath, as if he was smelling the breath of peace.

He likes this feeling.

"Eons have passed, the war is over, but my people...are still here?"

The middle-aged man asked softly, feeling a little panicked in his heart, fearing that his tribesmen would no longer exist. After all, thousands of years had passed, and without his protection, his tribesmen...

He couldn't imagine.

At this moment, he was very anxious, but the more anxious he was, the less he dared to look for it.

Fear in my heart.

"My people, are you still here? Are you still waiting for my return?"

The middle-aged man said softly.

"Now, I'm finally back, are you still here?"

"You must wait for me to come back..."

The middle-aged man walked and talked, his voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, he took a step out of the realm and walked madly in the domain, passing through one world after another and seeing one race after another.

However, there was no sign of the tribesmen.

He followed the memories in his heart, but the world had already become unfamiliar and was no longer the same as it was thousands of years ago.

He seemed to have come to a strange world...

Moreover, he searched countless worlds and saw countless races, but he did not see his own people.

"I know you must be waiting for my return."

"Now that I'm back, where are you? Tell me quickly, where are you? I know you must still be waiting for me to come back..."

"I'm back."

"My people..."

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed.

However, the middle-aged man still couldn't find his people. It seemed that the traces of his people had already disappeared from the world.

"This is impossible, impossible..."

As time went by, the middle-aged man became more and more panicked. At this moment, he was anxious and searched frantically, like a madman...

My people are gone.

Did you see that?
Gradually, the middle-aged man's figure was no longer majestic, his hair was disheveled, and he looked slovenly, like a madman. He asked everyone he met: "My people are missing, have you seen it?"

However, no one had ever seen his people.

This made him despair.

what--

Why? !
He has been sleeping for eternity, isn't it just to seek a glimmer of hope for his people?
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Thanks to “大爷不是爷” for the reward!

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