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

Before the eerie jungle, the human, now only half-dead, stared blankly at the void before him, a look of bewilderment appearing in his eyes.

"Why am I not dead yet?"

He murmured, his clothes seemingly from ancient times, covered with the dust of time.

No, I am already dead.

Then he looked at the eerie jungle connected to half of his body, and smiled as if he had thought of something.

He thought of the human who had come before.

He was able to regain some memories because of him.

"It seems you are unable to take action for some reason. Very well, then let me do it. Let me see how the world treats humans these days."

"Is there anyone who still remembers our human race guarding the heavens, shedding blood on the starry sky?"

He said this, and then his eyes fell silent again, as if he had only been awake for a moment before returning to an eternal stillness.

He was still that half-corpse.

In the library, Lin Fan smiled slightly.

"Can you withstand the lingering resentment of a quasi-emperor?"

"You should gradually pay back some of the things you've done."

He had seen the memories of the demon race sequence called Demon Cloud, and he also saw many humans in the demon lands.

In the Nine Provinces of the Human Race, humans can still survive, but there they are merely food for the animals, truly kept in places like pig cages.

The land of demons!

"Buzz!"

A figure emerged from the primeval mountain, with three heads and six arms, exuding surging demonic energy. The entire world darkened upon its appearance.

"The Great Sage Mo Yuan!"

Countless demons outside the primeval mountain came forward to greet them.

Among them were more than a dozen saints, who looked at this demon saint who had emerged from the primeval mountain with expressions of awe.

Mo Yuan, a second-level Great Sage, is also a member of the previous generation of the Demon Clan and has been designated as one of the candidates for Demon Clan Chief.

"Great Sage Mo Yuan" ignored them, he simply looked at this world, as if sensing the aura of this place.

"Human blood."

He spoke calmly, uttering a statement that none of the demons understood.

Then, "Great Sage Mo Yuan" stretched out a hand, and behind countless demons, a group of emaciated humans, bound by chains, trembled.

The next moment they were in the palm of "Great Sage Mo Yuan". They looked up, then huddled together, their eyes filled with fear.

"These are human blood food that we specially found for the Great Sage. They all have strong physical qualities and abundant blood and energy."

"A demon saint said, his face full of flattery."

"Bang!"

A hand swept over, and he was instantly reduced to a bloody mist, his body and soul annihilated.

All the demons behind them trembled, staring at the scene in disbelief.

"Great Sage Mo Yuan, why did you kill Nemo? He..."

A sage asked a question, and the answer he received was a hand that could cleave the heavens, radiating terrifying demonic intent, which directly annihilated him.

Then the revered Great Sage Mo Yuan launched a campaign of slaughter against all the demons outside the Primordial Mountain, his power overwhelming the heavens and shaking the very fabric of the sky.

"Demons, how dare you?"

A single sentence resonated in the hearts of all the demons, and they looked at the figure slaughtering them, their expressions trembling.

"The Great Sage Mo Yuan is possessed!"

"He's been possessed by the eerie spirit of the primeval mountains! Run!"

"Notify the Great Sage of Changyuan!"

……

Countless humans and demons fled, yet they could not escape that overwhelming killing intent.

for a long time

As the surrounding world fell silent, "Great Sage Mo Yuan" put down the group of humans in his palm. The group of humans huddled together, looking at him in terror.

They knew that the Primitive Mountain was a forbidden zone for life, and they also knew how terrifying it was; it was a place where even a Quasi-Emperor had been trapped and had not been able to escape.

Is this demon king parasitized by the strange creature inside?

"Humans..."

The Great Sage Mo Yuan looked at them, his eyes filled with sorrow. Just two words seemed to express the bitterness of countless ages.

They all trembled upon hearing this.

They actually saw a trace of sorrow in the eyes of this possessed demon saint, especially when he mentioned the word "human race".

It was as if he was angry at their lack of ambition, yet also felt endless guilt.

Then the possessed demon sage pushed them towards the primeval mountain, leading them towards the endless demon land.

Behind him, rivers of blood flowed, staining the land for thousands of miles.

On this day, countless demon cities collapsed, millions of miles of land were slaughtered, and one by one, the once high and mighty demon saints were killed.

This once powerful race, which was also among the top races, has encountered the greatest calamity in countless ages.

"presumptuous!"

A demon sage made a move, wielding a sword entwined with countless vengeful spirits, which only enraged the "Great Sage Mo Yuan".

Under the watchful eyes of countless powerful demons and humans, he was torn apart by "Great Sage Mo Yuan".

Even the Great Sage is dead!

Then an ancient being of the demon race awakened; it was a hand that cleaved the heavens, and with a single strike, an entire world collapsed.

"No matter what you are, you will die."

On the vast earth, a figure a thousand feet tall stood, a quasi-emperor of the demon race, looking at "Great Sage Mo Yuan" with a cold expression.

"boom!"

Mo Yuan, the Great Sage, did not perish. Although half of his body was shattered, he still dragged his broken body towards the Demon Emperor.

It was like the most brilliant cluster of fireworks in the night sky crashing into the body of the demon quasi-emperor.

Mo Yuan, the Great Sage, died, his body shattered into a mass of blood and gore, but an invisible phantom rose from his corpse.

He was surrounded by an eerie aura, obscuring his face, and stared at the Demon King, who retreated at his mere glance.

But then he vanished.

"A quasi-emperor's sad thoughts."

The Demon Emperor, observing this scene, focused his mind and said.

He arrived at the foot of the primeval mountain, wanting to trace the source of this lingering regret, but at the last moment he did not dare to step in.

There are too many taboo legends surrounding the Primitive Mountain; even a quasi-emperor of the demon race would not set foot there.

"When the Demon Emperor returns one day, he will surely shatter the Primordial Mountain."

He spoke towards the mountain range, his voice carrying through the primeval mountains, from the miasma jungle to the eerie jungle, and finally into the flesh and blood swamp.

As the sun sets in the west, a figure slowly solidifies and emerges.

Outside the Primordial Mountain, the Demon Quasi-Emperor seemed to sense something, his expression trembled, and he tore through the void to leave.

In Shengjing, at the library, Lin Fan looked towards the Primitive Mountain.

"Is this the end?"

He spoke, then raised his hand, and a group of humans appeared in Shengjing City.

On the long street, people came and went. Suddenly, a group of people with tattered clothes and bloodstains appeared. As the smell of blood spread, everyone was stunned.

Upon learning the news, Li Yu personally met with this group of people.

Three days later, the Tang Dynasty declared war on the Song Dynasty. He stood on the Zhaixing Hall, looking at the group of numb-faced humans with a solemn expression.

"Humanity must be unified as soon as possible."

He said.

The Dean of the Great Tang Academy behind him nodded in agreement.

He understood what Li Yu was thinking.

Li Yu's true aim in launching a war was against foreign tribes, but before that, the human race had to be unified.