After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

She didn't know what had happened to the human race in the past few decades, but at least decades ago, the human race she had heard of was just a race kept in captivity by the elite races.

Humanity has no saints, nor is it possible for a saint to emerge.

With observers dispatched by the most powerful races stationed in the human race, the path to sainthood for humanity has been severed.

Where is that watcher?

Is he dead?

She followed Gu Yi's gaze and realized that if there was anyone among the human race who could kill the Overseer, it was only him.

An existence that is difficult to fathom.

Deep within the void, a figure with wings and shrouded in black mist sat cross-legged in meditation; this was the Celestial Overseer.

"Sizzle!"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a black light pierced the deathly silence of the void.

"Humans..."

He looked across the endless void at the nine provinces of the human race, his gaze sweeping over each province and dynasty, pausing for a moment on the coastline of the Qin Dynasty.

There, the sea creatures continued to invade the human race, and the entire ocean was stained crimson with blood. Finally, his gaze fell upon the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

A desolate scene unfolded before him; the capital of the nation was deserted, with nine out of ten houses empty, devoid of any sign of life. Upon seeing this, he smiled.

"Humans, let them slowly disappear."

He said that, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

In the Shengjing Library, Lin Fan glanced at the depths of the void and smiled faintly.

He comprehended the myriad paths, including the Great Dao of Illusion. The hiding place of the Celestial Clan's observers could not escape Lin Fan's eyes.

As for what Lin Fan wants the Celestial Clan observers to see, that is entirely up to him. What they see and know is all an illusionary world created by Lin Fan for them.

The Imperial Palace of Shengjing!

An elderly woman with white hair came out. She was leaning on a cane and looked frail, but her eyes were bright.

"I am Wei Yu!"

She said, standing in that same void, looking at the people in front of the imperial palace, her eyes full of kindness and relief.

This is the first human expert to appear who has reached the Dao-Slaying stage.

Perhaps because her life has spanned so long, few people recognize her.

"Wei Yu, the imperial tutor of the Ming Dynasty two thousand years ago, is also the tutor of the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I thought she was dead."

Gu Yi said, looking at the old man in his twilight years, and he sighed slightly.

He was supposed to be like that, but Lin Fan extended his life, allowing him to live for another three hundred years and giving him the opportunity to witness the rise of the human race.

"So it was her."

Many people sighed, and then bowed to the old man.

This was also someone who had devoted herself to the cause of humanity. Perhaps she had thought of opening up a new world for humanity and paving a path for them.

It's just too difficult.

"Since I cultivate the Great Dao of Water, I will now demonstrate to you what the Great Dao of Water is."

She said that her Dao was evolving in the sky, and two thousand years of accumulation were completely released at this moment.

Rain fell from the sky, and on the avenue that welcomed her, countless people were immersed in it.

for a long time

She stopped, nodded to the surrounding area, and landed in front of the imperial palace. He came here more to witness this.

In this way, I can die without regret.

"Wei Yu, I didn't expect you to still be alive. The last time I saw you was five hundred years ago. I never thought I would have the chance to meet you again."

It was another human who had severed his Dao, and also an old man.

The same interpretation, but completely opposite to the Dao evolved by Wei Yu, is the Dao of Blazing Fire.

Perhaps they were rivals long ago, but at this moment they have buried the hatchet. What grudges could there be between them and the entire human race?

Several more Dao-slaying figures, all like living fossils, each having left behind great achievements in history books, all appeared.

"Young people, this is the only thing we can do for you."

"Under the guidance of the sage, I believe that the human race will surely rise one day. The flame of humanity will never be extinguished in this generation; it will only burn brighter and brighter."

The sight of Dao-Slaying Realm experts demonstrating their Dao is something that hasn't been seen for many years, and yet so many of them are appearing all at once.

Finally, there's Gu Yi.

"It's my turn."

He said that, under the gaze of countless people, he walked into the void, holding the sword box, and stood quietly in the sky in front of the imperial palace.

"This old man, Gu Yi, will expound the Way for you all."

He said that he did not put down the sword case even when he was preaching, as if the sword case had become the most important thing to him.

"It's the King of Beiliang; he's here too."

In the Star-Picking Hall of the Imperial Palace, the Dean of the Great Tang Academy stood beside Li Yu and spoke.

He was also extremely shocked by the scene in front of the imperial palace, but what shocked him even more was the Tang emperor beside him.

This magnificent scene was entirely his doing.

For this reason, he even traveled all over the land of Kyushu, and he personally invited many of these powerful figures.

He already possessed a hint of imperial aura, something that had never been seen even in the Human Emperor.

"Um."

Li Yu simply responded indifferently. He looked at the magnificent scene in front of the imperial palace, and no one knew what he was thinking. Only his hands trembled slightly.

He was nervous too.

He was waiting for someone.

This is the first time he has acted on his own initiative. Will it displease that person? And if so, what should he do?

"call!"

Suddenly, snow began to fall from the sky, swirling and swirling, carrying an indescribable Daoist charm.

Li Yu and the Dean of the Great Tang Academy both looked over, their expressions slightly shaken. At the edge of the world, a figure slowly appeared.

Each step seemed to leave a void, as if teleported there instantly.

"The Sage of Flying Snow!"

The sight of the Tang Dynasty imperial palace filled countless people with awe.

With a cascade of white hair and a scroll wrapped around his waist, he arrived amidst wind and snow, standing in the void before the imperial palace.

Countless people bowed down.

Lingyu was also startled.

Do humans even have saints?

"In Weiyang Palace, amidst flying snow, I preach to you all."

He sat cross-legged in the void, a phantom of a snow-capped mountain appearing behind him, and then the Dao Domain descended, pulling all the spirit jade into that Dao Domain world.

In this life, Weiyang Palace is only newly built and not many people know about it, but countless years ago, Weiyang Palace was the number one power of the human race.

It is the last imperial-level lineage of the human race.

"The Imperial Scripture!"

After listening to Feixue's sermon for a while, Lingyu was suddenly shocked and looked at the white-haired man in the sky in disbelief.

What he was talking about was actually a book about emperors.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits possesses a fragmented Imperial Scripture, a treasure that has sustained the Valley's endless lineage for countless years. He once glimpsed it from afar.

With just one glance, the Great Dao arose in her mind, as if her whole body had been cleansed, and she has not forgotten it even after a hundred years.

"It's not incomplete; it's a complete and flawless imperial scripture!"

She exclaimed in horror, her face filled with disbelief.

The human race actually possesses an Imperial Scripture!

Although it was only spoken and not the Imperial Scripture itself, it was still very impressive, and it was the Imperial Scripture that was told to so many people without reservation.

Although he incorporated the Imperial Scripture into the Dao Domain and explained it in the simplest way possible, she understood after listening for only a short while that it was definitely the Imperial Scripture.

If he can describe it orally, then he must know where the true form of the Imperial Scripture is.

The Imperial Scripture was written by the Great Emperor using the Great Dao as his brush, stroke by stroke. Each character carries boundless imperial intent and possesses sentience from the moment it was created.