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Chapter 203 Make the Ancient Clan Great Again

Lu Heng used the dozens of powerful magic arts he had collected with ease. The two systems of Chaos Mysticism and Rune Solution of the Hongmeng Immortal Scripture were unexpectedly easy to use and could accommodate almost all the magic arts.

“Is this the perfect match between the Hongmeng system and the divine arts software?”

He felt the silky smooth feel and was deeply moved. His things were so easy to use.

Soon, Lu Heng sensed hundreds of terrifying auras descending from all directions, including those of the second-level immortals, the third-level immortals, and even the saints and holy kings.

Lu Heng looked calm. He had expected big disturbances, but he remained calm and maintained his Divine Phoenix Technique.

Buzz!
A nearby ancestor king arrived first and looked at the not-so-tall but heroic figure of the Emperor's son. He was enveloped by a grand five-colored divine ring, covered by a flaming red cloud, and glowing with an immortal golden color. The supreme immortal spiritual energy was released without any concealment.

His eyes suddenly became moist, and he said in a tearful voice, "It is the aura of the Immortal Emperor."

If you are not a member of the ancient clan, it would be difficult to understand the feelings of the ancient myriad clans towards the Immortal Emperor. In the original timeline, the prince was a hopeless case, but there were still many ancestral kings serving him, and some even praised and stepped on the Holy Prince.

The status of the Emperor's son is obviously higher than that of other ancient princes.

Lu Heng stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a dazzling five-colored divine ring, like a god. He looked out at the Ancient Emperor Mountain in silence, pretending to be profound.

Before long, more and more ancestral kings and ancient creatures arrived, all in silence, looking at Lu Heng like pilgrims.

Huangxu Dao, Huo Qizi, and the Golden Goddess also came, but no one spoke.

Everyone looked at Lu Heng's lonely back and the posture of Ancient Emperor Mountain, and suddenly thought of the suffering and pain of the Emperor's son. It can be imagined that Ancient Emperor Mountain, as the palace of the Immortal Emperor in the past, may have left indelible memories of the Emperor's son's childhood. It is his hometown, his home, and his past.

But now it has become history, occupied by the human emperor, the eight magical weapons that were supposed to serve as support have been reduced to ashes, the eternal gods have passed away, and all familiar people and things have been buried.

After so much changes, only one person is left.

Countless ancient creatures were silent, and they actually felt sorry for the Prince of Heaven. The ancient clan had indeed suffered a setback, but compared to the experience of the Prince of Heaven, it was nothing.

Lu Heng felt that the atmosphere was almost brewing, so he broke the silence and suddenly spoke. His first sentence left a deep impression on everyone: "I will make the ancient race great again."

He turned around with a determined look in his eyes. The sun was shining behind him, shining through the Ancient Emperor Mountain and reflecting distinct light and shadow on his face. This scene was sacred and great.

As soon as these words were spoken, countless members of the ancient tribe became fanatical. What kind of belief was this? They clearly experienced pain, but still shouldered heavy responsibilities. This was the style that the descendants of the eternal gods should have. It perfectly met expectations. This was the sun of the ancient tribe.

They roared, “Make the Ancients great again.”

Go to bed late!

Many years later, facing the Ancient Emperor Mountain, Huang Xudao will recall the distant afternoon when he first met the Prince of Heaven.

Lu Heng looked at the attitude of the ancient clan with satisfaction. It was definitely more fanatical than the original timeline. First, the Great Sage leader was gone, and second, they attacked as saviors.

At this moment, all the ancient princes were shocked and looked at each other, some of them unwilling to be overwhelmed by the other party's momentum.

After the ancient race calmed down, Huang Xudao said in a low voice: "I respect your wishes, Prince Tianhuang, but I have to remind you that the ancient race is in turmoil now. All of us great saints have died, and four ancient emperor soldiers have been lost, while the human race has more than twenty emperor soldiers."

After these words fell, all the ancient race creatures seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and they calmed down completely, each with their own worries. Lu Heng glanced at the ancient races indifferently, and spoke again: "Great ancient race creatures, have you lost your self-confidence?"

"Yes, we are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of high-end imperial weapons, but are we born with ancient emperor weapons? Which one is not left behind by the ancient emperor after he attained enlightenment?"

"Is the situation faced by the Immortal Emperor back then worse than today? We must face up to the gap and adopt a flexible attitude. No matter what the human race is like, there is one concept that I agree with: peaceful coexistence among all races."

"If the emperor in the early years of the ancient times had not adhered to such a philosophy, how could he have ruled over all races and created a glorious and prosperous era? He could have been worshipped as a common god by all races, thus giving rise to the great concept of the ancient myriad races."

Lu Heng's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, but he kept mixing in his own agenda under the guise of the Immortal Emperor.

Many ancient creatures fell into deep thought. This made sense. A great revival did not necessarily mean the eradication of other races, but a peaceful rise was also a pragmatic attitude.

Now that the golden age has begun, even if they lose badly now, they can still bet on the future. Once the ancient people have achieved enlightenment, the golden age will be here, and one ancient emperor will succeed another.

Of course, it’s not that no one noticed the loophole. In the propaganda of the Holy Prince, the Divine Prince, the Queen Mother’s Descendant, the Holy Body and others, the Immortal Emperor does not seem so glorious. He attacked the emperor and the king in Nirvana, and was insidious and cruel, which was despicable.

This is also the reason why the two royal families betrayed the ancient myriad clans.

Soon everyone put this idea behind them, thinking it was nothing more than slander from hostile forces.

Huang Xudao was speechless, took a deep breath, stared at the "Prince of Heaven" with sharp eyes, and said: "To prove the truth in this world... do you know Lu Heng?"

Lu Heng managed to keep his composure and said expressionlessly, "Of course I know. I'm not afraid of him."

Then he took a deep look at the ancient princes and pointed out sharply, "Are you scared? That's right, as an ancient prince raised in a greenhouse, it's natural that your heart is fragile. You were born with extraordinary talent, your parents had high hopes for you, your brothers and sisters loved you, and you were sealed to the future. You have a great saint to protect you, a clan to rely on, and ancient emperor soldiers."

"You know, he left me two paths in the past. One is bright and dazzling, with protectors and all kinds of immortal treasures. The other is only an immortal sword, which allows me to shatter many fortunes and completely cut off the first path."

Lu Heng was aggressive, and asked with each step: "Do you know which path I chose?"

All the ancient princes were shocked, and many ancient creatures had doubts. Everyone knew that he was referring to the father of the Emperor, the Immortal Emperor.

"I didn't choose any path, I chose the third path!"

He shouted, "I don't want anything, just one person is enough! He didn't leave me protectors, heaven-defying treasures, or ancient emperor soldiers, but he gave me a free world, allowing me to strike up to the nine heavens and down to the nine underworlds without any constraints."

Huang Xudao and others were greatly shocked, their bodies trembled, and the cracks in their Dao hearts were torn open again.

The True Emperor Egg, which was sealed in the Dayan Taoist Palace by Lu Heng and had been emitting aura and covered by it, trembled and almost fell into the void. It had no idea how this human knew about this. It was too shocking.

Lu Heng calmly tampered with the scripts of the Prince of Heaven and the Prince of Saint, and fabricated a perfect character.

Zhatian has no physique, no immortal treasures, and no imperial weapons, hehe...

In a sense, he is similar to a success guru, who is very good at giving people chicken soup, but he can also be confident that he is indeed an ordinary person who has come to where he is today step by step.

(End of this chapter)