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

Chapter 65, "Havoc in Heaven," unfolds ahead of schedule.

Ye Yang's voice pierced through the heavens and earth, resounding throughout the entire primordial land. In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly widened his eyes and looked over. He seemed to have sensed something just a moment ago, but it was only a fleeting moment.

Hearing this, Pingxin saw a glimmer of hope.

"Hongjun, it seems that the Ancestor of Humanity really has some tricks up his sleeve. Your scheme this time is probably going to fail."

"Hehehe, really?"

With a slight smile, Hongjun's expression turned serious once more:

"Within the sphere of this Heavenly Dao, any living being in the primordial world who seeks to attain enlightenment will ultimately become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, serving as its stepping stone. Unless the Ancestor of Humanity can sever the connection between the Heavenly Dao and the primordial land, but is that even possible?"

Hongjun slowly looked at Pingxin and said, word by word:

"Unless the twelve Ancestral Witches gather together, and unless the will of Pangu reappears, it might be possible to once again prevent the Heavenly Dao from controlling the primordial world, but is that even possible?"

In an instant, Pingxin understood why Hongjun had to suppress him the moment the Heavenly Dao regained control of the prehistoric world: it was to prevent the twelve Ancestral Witches from gathering again to condense Pangu's true body.

I initially thought it was truly Hongjun's fury and inability to swallow his anger, but it turns out it was to prevent the only possible mishap. Hongjun then continued:

"As long as the Heavenly Dao governs the primordial world, it will be absolutely impossible for the Ancestor of Humanity to attain Dao a second time. Even if he did, he would become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, unless..."

Hongjun looked up at the Heavenly Court, his eyes narrowed, and he recalled that mysterious power from the past.

"But there is no chance now. The great calamity of the Lich King, the collapse of Mount Buzhou, the death of the Ancestral Witches, the death of Houtu, and the Three Pure Ones have all been brought under the Xuandao sect. At this point, Pangu's influence on the prehistoric world will completely disappear, and the Heavenly Dao will completely take control of the prehistoric world."

Hongjun had been scheming all along, and Pingxin understood that Hongjun was playing this game to prevent the human path from exceeding the control of the heavenly path in the future. The earthly path's success was considered Hongjun's admission of defeat.

Therefore, when humanity is restored, Hongjun must not allow any accidents to happen.

All that could be seen above the Heavenly Court was Ye Yang's Dharma Body bursting forth with boundless light.

"The fortune of humanity blesses me."

In an instant, the human race's fortune rushed in from the primordial land, unstoppable, and the great powers of the primordial world were shocked.

"Wasn't the human race's fortune almost completely depleted before? How come there's still so much left?"

"Hmm? The human race's fortune is terrifying; it's even faintly surpassing the demon race's fortune. Are humans really that strong?"

Seeing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader smirked slightly. He understood perfectly well that the Jie Sect's fortune had entered the human race, as had the Wu Clan's fortune. Moreover, the human race was self-reliant, and as long as there were people, the human race's fortune would be strong.

Moreover, in the process of seeking enlightenment through the underground passage, the human race spared no effort to help, and the two were now bound together by mutual benefit and loss.

The mere demon race is nothing to worry about.

Rumble.

It was as if the sky had been torn apart, and space itself was trembling. All the great beings in the heavens were greatly surprised, and the saints of the heavens almost lost their composure.

"Such strong luck."

Hongjun was also surprised. When did so much luck suddenly appear?

"Damn it." Hongjun was very displeased: "You underestimated the Ancestor of Humanity after all. But so what? Under the rule of Heaven, you can't turn the tables."

Above the Heavenly Court, Ye Yang gathered the fortune of the human race and then punched Donghuang Taiyi.

"No matter how many tricks and schemes you use, I can shatter them all with one punch."

bang

With a single punch, the heavens and earth trembled, and the entire Heavenly Court shook. The power of that punch conveyed the essence of the Dao, startling all the great beings in the heavens, who seemed to faintly sense the aura of Pangu.

"So alike, so incredibly alike."

The saints were terrified, and Hongjun was also greatly alarmed. Indeed, as long as Pangu's will did not disappear, the entire prehistoric world would be affected.

Duang——.

A dull thud was heard as Donghuang Zhong was sent flying by Ye Yang's blow. However, this also reduced the luck of the human race. But so what?

"puff--."

Donghuang Taiyi ultimately underestimated Ye Yang's abilities. He retreated rapidly, and after regaining his footing, he saw Ye Yang already attacking, shouting loudly:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you still dare to gamble everything now? Now it's my turn to ask you, my human race dares to gamble everything, do you dare?"

At this moment, Ye Yang's gaze was boundless, and the great powers of the primordial world were speechless, never expecting that the human race's fortune could be used in this way.

Many powerful beings suddenly had an idea: what a terrifying scene it would be if all the luck of the human race were concentrated without being consumed from the beginning.

The moment the thought arose, it instantly infected countless powerful beings, and everyone's mind conjured up this hypothesis.

The Sage Taiqing regretted it, Nuwa regretted it, and all the sages of the heavens regretted it. If they could, they would all be willing to turn back time and return to the very beginning to treat the human race well, but it was already too late.

Since it's already too late, the only options are to annihilate them, or to allow the human race to grow strong enough to be under our control; otherwise, it will become a disaster.

The Supreme Saint, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the Two Saints of the West, and others all had their own ideas.

Above all the heavens, Ye Yang's aura surged wave after wave, overwhelming the thirty-three heavens, and a terrifying, thunderous voice descended from the sky:

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you dare?"

Before Donghuang Taiyi could react, another figure suddenly attacked:

"What is there to be afraid of—"

Di Jun stood in front, his three-legged golden crow illuminating the entire prehistoric world. He wore a golden crown and imperial robe, representing the emperor of the demon race.

"Ancestor of Humanity, in the name of the King of the Demon Race, I tell you that the Demon Race is willing to risk everything."

Then, his will erupted, and the terrifying demonic fortune bestowed upon him. In an instant, unexpectedly, Di Jun's aura reached its peak, and his actual power faintly touched the threshold of a saint.

"And I, Donghuang Taiyi, the Ancestor of Humanity, will risk everything to fight you—."

The Demon Emperor went all out, a scene that moved the powerful figures of the heavens to tears. For the future of a race, he was truly risking everything.

"Hehehe, very well, very well indeed. In that case, let's fight."

Ye Yang grabbed with one hand, and saw the hand of the heavens suddenly claw towards the sea of ​​blood.

"I'll borrow the power of your six realms of reincarnation."

Rumble.

All that could be seen was the appearance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation behind Ye Yang. Although it was not as powerful as a true Dao artifact, it still instantly suppressed the human race's fortune. At this point, Ye Yang could finally go all out.

"Demon race, come to war!"

Ye Yang rushed out first, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were not to be outdone. The two of them used all their magic weapons and actually suppressed Ye Yang.

Seeing this, all the saints in the heavens had already guessed the outcome:

"The Ancestor of Humanity is going to lose. Although he used the power of the Six Paths to suppress the human race's fortune, that is not the power of humanity after all. Now, Emperor Jun's true cultivation has already touched the threshold of sainthood. Unless the Ancestor of Humanity has a treasure of his own to suppress the fortune, he will surely lose this battle."

Just as the sage had predicted, Ye Yang was indeed struggling to hold on. He had intended to avoid trouble and wanted to reveal the treasure that suppressed the human race's fortune as soon as possible, but unfortunately, Hongjun wouldn't give him the chance.

"Hahaha, Ancestor of Humanity, die—!"

With the Golden Crows joining forces, the suppressive power of the Eastern Emperor Bell erupted, and Di Jun, carrying the power of the Demon Emperor, rushed straight for Ye Yang's chest, abandoning everything in an attempt to shatter the body of the Ancestor of Humanity. At that time, it would be considered that the Ancestor of Humanity's vow had been broken, and then the prehistoric human race would be easier to deal with.

Seeing that they were outmatched, a voice suddenly rang out:

"Ancestor of Humanity, continue—."

All that could be seen was a sword light piercing through the barriers of the heavens from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, heading straight for the Human Ancestor Ye Yang.

"Hmm, the Qingping Sword?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader made another move. Upon seeing this, Ye Yang suddenly grabbed, his confidence instantly boosted. The Qingping Sword was no ordinary weapon.

"Ancestor of Humanity, wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

(End of this chapter)