I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 60 Di Jun Awakens, But It's Too Late

In an instant, the six Dao artifacts were once again unable to hold on and cracked slightly. If Hongjun continued to suppress them, the Six Paths of Reincarnation would probably be destroyed by the Heavenly Dao.

"Hongjun, you have won."

Helpless, he could only accept it, but Pingxin wasn't really worried about anything. He was just a saint among the Daoists, and the true Daoist Ancestor had already been settled. He only needed enough time to return to the primordial world.

At that time, Hongjun will probably be dumbfounded.

"You're smart enough to know what's good for you. Calm down, you can leave one of your clones behind to go to the underworld to take care of daily affairs, while your main body comes with me to Zixiao Palace."

Pingxin took a deep breath, then waved his hand, sending a clone straight towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Hongjun, seeing this, also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Let's go to Zixiao Palace. Although I have been tricked by you, I am still a Daoist from the Primordial World. As long as you stop interfering with the general trend of the Primordial World, we can become fellow Daoists."

All that could be seen was Hongjun grabbing with one hand, and Pingxin directly entered Zixiao Palace. Suddenly, a slight smile appeared on his lips. As a saint, how could Pingxin not have made a plan?

Hongjun, Heavenly Dao, the show has begun. How could I not know your purpose? The Ancestor of Humanity is not so easy to scheme against.

Remembering the words that the progenitor Ye Yang had once told him, Pingxin was already looking forward to the grand drama to come. All of this was for the awakening and rise of humanity.

Recalling the ancestor's schemes, including this war of reincarnation, the human race has fought three major wars during this Lich Calamity.

In the first battle, the Ancestor of Humanity proved his Dao, the Sage of Taiqing, and Nuwa took the blame.

The second battle, the Battle of the North Sea, saw the saints seal the Ancestor of Humanity. However, Tongtian intervened at a crucial moment, and Nuwa took the blame. Moreover, she was burdened with endless karma, and if she were to appear on the prehistoric land, she might very well face the calamity in her saintly form.

In the third battle, the battle of reincarnation, the schemes of all the saints were no match for the primordial script of the human ancestor Ye Yang. In the end, the underground passage appeared independently, and the schemes of all the saints failed. It can be said that all the saints took the blame.

The three great wars solidified the position of the human race. From then on, everyone in the prehistoric land knew about it. Even when the final battle of the Lich War arrived, no one dared to shake the human race in the slightest.

Above the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun looked down upon the primordial land and the Buzhou Mountains. He saw that the eleven Ancestral Witches were filled with murderous intent, but they were suppressed by a strange power. Emperor Jun understood that once this strange power was unsealed, the final battle would arrive.

Looking at the shores of the East Sea, the Wuzhuang Temple, and the human race in the River Styx and the Blood Sea, Emperor Jun sighed.

"Was the demon race really wrong?"

Thinking about how the demon race slaughtered the human race, he thought it didn't matter, but now he realized that he had suffered a huge loss. Why is it that the witch race also killed a lot of humans, but the witch race was actually fine and instead got involved with the human race?

Now the karma of the witch race is gone, and the karma of the human race is even less so. Only I, the demon race, am burdened by karma. How ridiculous!

"Is the demon race truly destined to be enslaved forever, until immeasurable eons? Nuwa, is this the demon race you protected? Heh heh."

With a bitter laugh, Di Jun's temples turned white. The pain of losing his son and the impending doom of the demon race weighed heavily on him, making it difficult for him to lift his head. He slowly looked towards the direction of Nuwa's Palace. His previously respectful gaze had turned somewhat unfriendly at this moment. However, since Nuwa was a saint of the demon race, Di Jun had no choice but to respect her.

"If there is an afterlife, I, Di Jun, will no longer be a demon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jun turned and walked into the Heavenly Court gate, his entire body gleaming with golden light. Then, a majestic voice echoed from within the Heavenly Court:

"Today, I, Di Jun, will fight for the survival of the demon race. Even if I am shattered to pieces and my soul is scattered, I will not hesitate. May the fortune of the demon race bless me—".

First, there was the ancestor Ye Yang who defied the heavens and carved a bloody path for the human race. Then there was the Tongtian Sect Master who burned his primordial spirit to give the people of the Jie Sect a glimmer of hope.

Later, the ancestral witch Houtu bore endless karma, exchanging it for the generous path for the descendants of the witch clan, thus using the hen to lay eggs.

Today, it is my turn, Di Jun, to risk everything for the future of the demon race.

Rumble.

Above the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as divine punishment descended.

"Hmm? Di Jun is going to defy the heavens? Forcibly change his fate?"

All the saints in the heavens stared in astonishment.

"Di Jun is so defying the will of Heaven, the destruction of the demon race is inevitable. Could it be that he intends to defy Heaven with the power of a quasi-saint?"

The Supreme Sage glanced at him coldly and said:

"It's too late. The demon race is destined to perish. Such a cause and effect cannot be overcome by Di Jun alone."

Yuanshi Tianzun, the two Western Saints, and others also shook their heads. Di Jun realized it too late. If he had realized it earlier, he might have had a chance. But even so, the Ancestor of Humanity would have calculated everything.

Only at this moment did the saints realize how terrifying the Ancestor of Humanity was. Even Hongjun was terrified and had to be on guard. He had never taken the Ancestor of Humanity seriously before. Even though he was an anomaly, he was too weak. As a result, he had his eyes pecked out by an eagle and regretted it for the rest of his life.

"Di Jun, how dare you be so rebellious?"

Suddenly, Nuwa's angry voice came from within the Nuwa Palace, and a projection of her Dharma body descended upon the Heavenly Court. As for her true body, it dared not come out at all, otherwise it would have to undergo the tribulation in the form of a saint.

"Outrageous? Heh, Nuwa, you are a saint of the demon race. Today, I, Di Jun, dare to ask you three questions. I wonder if you, Nuwa, dare to answer?"

The sound reverberated throughout the primordial land, and all the saints and mortals witnessed this scene. Even in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun opened his eyes. According to the original trajectory, it shouldn't have been like this. Pingxin chuckled and said:

"Hongjun, it seems the demon race is also restless, wanting to defy fate. Why are there so many traitors in your primordial world?"

"Hmph, not as calm as you."

Hongjun was furious, but helpless. He could only close his eyes and say:

"Only now did Di Jun think of defying the heavens and changing the fate of the demon race, but it was too late. The trend had already been set, and he could not change it."

At this point, Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at Pingxin, saying:

"Even if Di Jun can defy fate, the Ancestor of Humanity will not let him succeed. Don't forget the oath the Ancestor of Humanity made when he attained enlightenment: to enslave the demon race for all eternity. This is his destiny."

After saying that, Hongjun's mind was filled with a thousand curses. He himself had almost ruined the path of the Ancestor of Humanity, let alone Dijun? The trend had already been set.

From the direction of Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader and the Human Ancestor Ye Yang also opened their eyes to watch this grand drama, but quickly came to a conclusion.

The Master of Heaven looked at Ye Yang and asked:

"Ancestor of Humanity, can Emperor Jun succeed?"

"No, but it's also possible, but ultimately it's impossible."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader became interested. After communicating with the Ancestor Ye Yang for some time, he realized that no matter how much he calculated, he could not predict what the Ancestor wanted to say, so he simply gave up trying.

Ye Yang said:

"The final battle of the Lich-Demon Calamity is about to break out. The destruction of the Lich Clan and the scattering of the Demon Clan are destined and cannot be changed. Even if it could be changed, it would be too late. Now that things have come to this, if Di Jun wants to defy fate, he will not succeed unless he can recreate the strength of the three ancient races and emulate the spirit of the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin."

At this point, Ye Yang abruptly changed the subject, his eyes instantly turning murderous:

"Even if he succeeds, I won't let him get away with it. Does he think he can just get away with killing so many of my humans like this? What a load of crap he's dreaming, Di Jun!"

Forehead.

Tongtian was stunned.

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens Palace, Nuwa's voice echoed:

"Alright, Dijun, ask away."

(End of this chapter)