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

Chapter 68 Nuwa has realized it, but is it a little too late?

At the critical moment, Nuwa arrived and used the Demon-Summoning Banner, a treasure of the demon race, to gather the fortune and willpower of the primordial demon race, forcefully suppressing the demon race's heavenly court.

Ye Yang frowned upon seeing this, realizing things were going badly. Ye Yang had condensed the Heaven-Slaying Sword because he knew the prehistoric demon race couldn't possibly gather willpower, but now that a sage had joined the fray, things were different.

All that could be seen was the boundless power of the summoning banner stabilizing the demon race's heavenly court. Finally, under the terrifying power of fortune and combined with the power of the saint, the remaining sword energy of the human race's sword of heaven-slaying was completely erased, and the demon race's heavenly court was repaired.

"Ancestor of Humanity, I, Nuwa, am here today. You shall not be so presumptuous!"

After taking care of everything, Nuwa was bound by endless black silk threads all over her body, which were all boundless karma. But even so, Nuwa was not afraid.

"Nuwa?"

Ye Yang roared:

"You've come here to die too? Fine, let me show you the power of the Human Race's Sword of Heaven-Slaying. Today, in the name of the Ancestor of Humanity, I will sever everything from you, this saint."

A terrifying aura erupted instantly.

"Snap, snap—".

Huh? What's going on? Ye Yang was shocked. He immediately looked and saw that the Human Race's Heaven-Slaying Sword had actually developed cracks.

"No--."

With a scream, and a loud crash, the Heaven-Slaying Sword broke off by a third.

"puff--."

Ye Yang coughed up a mouthful of blood, completely bewildered.

"Why did this happen? Why did this happen? A third of it broke off? Is that even possible?"

Gasping for breath, the sudden scene startled all the saints in the heavens. What was going on?

Upon seeing this, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace chuckled and said:

"Raise a sword to attack the heavens? How laughable. The power of humanity has not yet awakened. How dare a mere clan's willpower raise a sword to attack the heavens? They are truly courting death. At most, three swords will be enough to annihilate the human race."

Hongjun stated the reason decisively, but he was still shocked. The Heaven-Slaying Sword was already so powerful without the power of humanity. What would it be like if the Heaven-Slaying Sword were imbued with the power of humanity?

The great beings of the primordial world were shocked, and all the saints of the heavens were shocked, all of them could see the scene Ye Yang was in at this moment.

"The human race has forged the Heaven-Slaying Sword with boundless willpower, and now one-third of it has broken off. At most, two more strikes will be needed to destroy the human race."

After hearing the words of the Supreme Sage, all the sages of the heavens nodded. Suddenly, the voice of the Tongtian Sect Master rang out:

"Hmph, so what if there are only two swords left? Who dares to take the hit? Supreme Lord, do you dare?"

"Hmph, then do you dare to accept?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader is right. Even if humanity's sword to strike the heavens only has two strikes left, who would dare to accept it? The Heavenly Dao? Hongjun has already shed a lot of blood.

The Supreme Saint dared not accept the attack. The power of that single sword strike had already made all the saints feel that much of the Heavenly Dao's power had been severed, but Hongjun had simply taken the fall for it.

All that could be heard was the words of the Supreme Sage:

"This Saint truly dares not accept, but would the Ancestor of Humanity dare to unleash his power?"

"Hmph, Supreme Lord, are you sure the Ancestor of Humanity wouldn't dare to kill him? Then you're welcome to try."

Damn it.

In an instant, the Supreme Saint was stumped. To be honest, he really didn't dare to push him. The Ancestor of Humanity was a madman. If he really did strike, not to mention anything else, his own morality would likely be destroyed, and he wouldn't know what would become of his sainthood then.

"Hmph, I'm not talking to a sick old man like you."

This is all the sage Taiqing can do.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ye Yang finally understood the reason in the Heavenly Court.

"Hehe, I see. It is indeed a bit too naive to think that the power of one clan can lift a sword to strike the heavens. But it is not bad. There are still two more swords, each one stronger than the last."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Yang took a deep breath. He understood that once the third sword was unleashed, the human race would be destroyed, thus changing the course of events. Unless a completely new race would replace the human race at the same time, the immeasurable calamity would have to be brought forward.

The atmosphere cooled down, and Nuwa suddenly appeared, using the Demon-Summoning Banner to gather the power of the demon race's wishes to stabilize the Heavenly Court. The Ancestor of Humanity's Sword of Slaying Heaven broke by one-third.

The change came too quickly.

"Saint Nuwa, this is a matter for the demon race; what does it have to do with you?"

Di Jun stepped forward, his face grim. He had just severed the connection with the demon saint, but he never expected Nuwa to attack him on her own initiative.

Donghuang Taiyi also dragged his injured body out:

"Saint Nuwa, the demon race has nothing to do with you anymore. Go back to where you came from."

Nuwa found it hurtful. Had the demon race truly lost hope in her? Just like the human race before her, they had constantly begged her, but she had remained unmoved, ultimately ending up isolated and abandoned by everyone.

Now, the familiar scene is playing out again. What will Nuwa do this time?

Nuwa slowly turned around and looked at Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, saying:

"I am the Great Sage of the Demon Clan. How can I stand idly by when the Demon Clan is in trouble?"

"What? You."

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were shocked. This change of events was too fast! All the sages of the heavens were also taken aback. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. Didn't they say Nuwa wouldn't interfere? What happened?

Nuwa said:

"The human race was created by me, yet I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as the Holy Mother of Humanity, which is a great regret. It caused me to be stripped of my title as the Holy Mother of Humanity, and I regret it. Now only the demon race remains. If I continue to ignore this, will I still be qualified to be called the Great Saint of the demon race?"

In an instant, all the sages of the heavens understood, and all the saints also realized:

"It seems that Junior Sister Nuwa has attained enlightenment."

"But won't it be too late?"

Seeing this, Ye Yang's expression turned very serious. He never expected that Nuwa would join the battle at such a crucial moment. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were moved. This is what a great sage of the demon race should be like.

All that could be seen was Nuwa raising the demon-summoning banner high and loudly proclaiming:

"Come on, let's fight! Let me, the Holy One, lead the demon race to a sliver of hope, even if it means losing my Holy Throne."

Upon hearing this, all the demons of the prehistoric world knelt down, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi also knelt down to perform the nine-kowtow ceremony.

"Greetings, Great Sage of the Demon Clan."

In an instant, the demon race's fortune condensed, becoming even more terrifying than before. Indeed, having a sage personally suppress and condense fortune makes all the difference.

Nuwa looked at Ye Yang, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Ancestor of Humanity, please don't blame me. I shouldn't have been your enemy, but I'm truly powerless to do so now. You don't understand."

Nuwa was helpless, and the other saints who understood were also helpless; this was fate.

"No, I understand."

Ye Yang's voice came over, and Nuwa shook her head with a wry smile after hearing it:

"No, you don't understand. From the moment I created humans and achieved sainthood, I was no longer in control of my own destiny. It's not that I really didn't care, but that once I did some things, I couldn't control myself anymore. You don't understand what I'm saying."

However, Ye Yang chuckled and looked at Nuwa, saying:

"No, I understand. I understand all your circumstances. It's not that you were no longer in control of your own destiny after creating humans and becoming a saint, but rather..."

Looking at Nuwa, Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke:

"Instead, the moment you first stepped into Zixiao Palace and sat on the futon, your fate was already sealed. You became a pawn of Heaven's will, and your destiny was no longer your own."

Rumble.

Upon hearing this, the great beings of the primordial world were greatly shocked, all the saints of the heavens were greatly shocked, and even Hongjun stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Damn it, just how much does the Ancestor of Humanity know?"

Pingxin chuckled and said:

"The Ancestor of Humanity knows a great deal, far more than you do. Otherwise, why would he always be able to thwart your schemes? Hongjun, I'm waiting for the show."

"Shut your mouth."

In the Heavenly Court, after Dang Ye Yang uttered these words, Nuwa was greatly alarmed. Her eyes fixed on the human race, and her entire body began to tremble. She asked:

"What do you know? What are you trying to say?"

(End of this chapter)