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"Peak Taiyi Golden Immortal level is still not enough."

"During the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West, these eight demon lords must reach the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, otherwise how can it be called the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West!"

Having said that, the god mobilized the authority of humanity, slowly injecting the Bagua elements of heaven and earth into their bodies, helping them to reach the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm within a thousand years.

"The arrangements have been made!"

"We await the arrival of the great calamity to begin the Journey to the West!"

After taking care of everything, God thought for a moment and realized that it would soon be time for him to preach for three thousand words. He decided to go and soak in the Moon Pool in the Moon Palace first.

Chang Xi had previously teased him about not daring to go down, what a joke!

He simply felt that men and women shouldn't be too close. No, wait, with so many fairy maidens like Chang'e, how could he, a male, disarm and bathe in front of them?!

Even a god would dare to say that if he dared to remove his armor and bathe in the pool, Chang Xi would definitely go berserk.

Don't be fooled by Chang Xi's serious yet playful demeanor; when she gets angry, even Shen Du himself wouldn't dare say he could stop her.

"..."

After a long while, Shen Du, who was soaking in the Taiyin Moon Pool, leisurely received a message from Houtu, who was in the Nine Netherworld.

"Um?!"

"What the hell?"

He immediately sat up from his lying position.

"The Great Tribulation of Journey to the West, resurrecting eleven ancestral witches of the witch clan, and incidentally taking on eleven tribulations?!"

Even the gods almost couldn't hold back.

I can't figure it out either!

Weren't all eleven Ancestral Witches from the Lich Age already dead?!

If you wish to return, you will have to wait until countless eons have passed.

This is merely a calamity in the Journey to the West; what makes us think we can return?

Suddenly, Shen Du remembered the essence blood of the twelve ancestral witches when he set up the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and realized something.

He couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder this is a world where everyone is cunning and shrewd; they had planned this all along!"

"I am no match for him!"

After some reflection, even the gods began to doubt whether Sun Wukong could subdue this ancestral witch who was destined for calamity.

Never mind, all these troubles were set up by Houtu anyway, what does it have to do with him? Let the two Western Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, worry about it.

"..."

Chapter 293 The Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Holy Positions of Various Races

Over the long years, all living beings in the primordial world arrived as promised, heading to the land of the primordial stars.

When the sun and moon meet, and starlight converges, a magnificent palace stands tall amidst the starry sky.

Its plaque bears the name Wanling Palace.

Just like the name of Reincarnation Purple Heaven, it corresponds to all living beings in the human realm.

Reincarnation corresponds to the cycle of rebirth in the underworld.

Zixiao corresponds to the Heavenly Dao.

All spirits are human beings.

Seeing the Wanling Palace so close at hand, the countless beings of the prehistoric world rushed into the palace without the slightest hesitation.

Upon entering the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits, a closer look revealed three thousand prayer cushions.

Many ancient powerful beings who have survived from the distant past realized that the several prayer cushions in front might be the positions of saints of humanity, and thus began to vie for them.

Until a rogue cultivator, a quasi-saint, sitting on a futon in the first row, was shaken back by a mysterious force.

This made many beings present realize that it wasn't enough to just sit on it; one also needed a connection.

Thus, everyone sat upright on their prayer mats in tacit agreement, but none of them received the mats' approval and were shaken back several steps.

Until the demons arrived, led by Donghuang Taiyi, and accompanied by the ten great demon saints, both old and new, to the Wanling Palace.

Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the futon in front of him and recalled the scene of the Six Saints' futon at Zixiao Palace.

With light steps and a shrinking distance, Donghuang Taiyi sat on the futon in the blink of an eye, right before everyone's eyes.

This scene left many ancient quasi-saints who have survived to this day utterly astonished!

Why is it that Donghuang Taiyi of the demon race can sit on the throne of the human realm?!

But they can't?!

Amidst the shock of many powerful beings, the Four Dragon Kings of the Dragon Clan strode over, their eyes fixed on the prayer mat ahead. Recalling the words of the Ancestral Dragon, Ao Guang was the first to plop down on it.

They were not repelled by that force.

Meanwhile, in the shadows, Shen Du saw this scene and frowned.

What is the First Emperor doing?!

I already said I wanted a dragon with exceptional talent.

You bastard, find an old dragon to come over here!

What kind of behavior is this!

The position of a sage of humanity is not to be held by a dragon that has lived from the era of witches and demons to the present day and whose cultivation level is still at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

In an instant, he directly repelled Ao Guang.

Ao Guang, who thought victory was assured, was shaken off the prayer mat and gave an awkward smile.

The surrounding creatures dared not mock Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea.

This is because the dragons of today are no longer the dragons they once bullied.

The might of the former Dragon-Han Overlord has already faintly reappeared!

"Fellow Daoist Shen Du, it was my fault. Perhaps my Dragon Clan should relinquish the position of Human Saint!"

Upon hearing these words, the capital city, which was waiting for the First Emperor's reply, was completely stunned.

After a moment's pause, he said, "Since Fellow Daoist Zulong doesn't want it, then forget it."

"This is a sacred position for humanity belonging to the dragon race. Let's keep it for now. If in the future, if any dragons in Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon's dragon race have outstanding talents and the potential to become Primordial Beings, you can speak of it."

"But we must hurry, after all, the path to sainthood must be perfected, and we cannot afford to delay!"

The sound reached the bottom of the East China Sea, reaching the attention of the First Dragon.

"Alas, my dragon race is all useless, not even as good as the original Qilin and Yuanfeng races, alas!"

"We still have to rely on this ancestor!"

After sighing repeatedly, Zulong immediately said, "Someone, find me some beautiful female immortals. I want to have more offspring!"

"..."

At the same time, while the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were still playing chess in the Fire Cloud Cave, a decree with dazzling golden light pierced through the void and arrived.

The voice emanated from the decree.

"From this day forward, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Human Race will no longer need to suppress the fortune of the Fire Cloud Cave!"

"If any holy force obstructs us, we may invoke this decree!"

"Beneath the starry sky, within the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Holy Throne of Humanity must belong to one of the Three Sovereigns or Five Emperors. Go quickly!"

"This is the spokesperson for humanity—the Imperial Edict of the Capital!"

The imperial edict, its light dimmed, slowly descended onto the chessboard of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

"What do you mean?"

“各位？”

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who had not yet recovered from their shock, were all stunned.

But soon they realized that they did not need to suppress the human destiny of the Fire Cloud Cave, and from now on they could roam freely in the prehistoric world.

Among the eight of them, one could even obtain a Saintly position in the Human Path.

Realizing this, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors did not hesitate at all and immediately rushed to the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits under the starry sky.

Even the gods had little idea that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race would be able to assume the position of a saint of humanity.

After all, within his budget, the human race does indeed have a saintly position.

Nuwa's position as a saint of humanity was created from the creation of the human race. The position was originally intended for Nuwa, but due to the lack of revival of humanity and the suppression by the Heavenly Dao, Nuwa ultimately became a saint of the Heavenly Dao and passed away.

Currently, the Dragon Clan has relinquished the position of Saint of Humanity, resulting in a vacancy in the position of Saint of the Dragon Clan.

In that case, he couldn't possibly give up the two positions of human sainthood.

Leaving aside the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, at this moment, inside the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits...

Kong Xuan of the Phoenix Clan, the Golden-Winged Roc, and the Qilin Clan's Four-Unlikes were all seated on the prayer mats.

The three sovereigns and five emperors of the human race also arrived at this moment, each trying out the position of the futon.

In the end, only the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, Ji Xuanyuan, sat on the futon that belonged to the sage of humanity.

The reason for choosing the Yellow Emperor is simply because he was a pure human.

The Heavenly Emperor Fuxi and the Earthly Emperor Shennong were both reincarnations of powerful beings from the primordial era.

Among the Five Emperors, none is as good as Emperor Xuanyuan.

Soon, all living beings were seated in the main hall of the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Despite its seemingly cramped size, the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits is actually as spacious as a vast world, large enough to hold billions of living beings.

As time slowly passed, two figures stepped into the Wanling Palace, startling everyone present.

These two are none other than Nuwa, the Goddess of the Heavenly Dao, and Tongtian Jiaozhu, who was stripped of her Heavenly Dao Saintly position.