Chapter 400 [The Ten Thousand Races Conference, Hun Tuo Persuades Again]

The conversion of the Son of Heaven had a greater impact than Lin Xian had imagined. Not only did he obtain a copy of the Heavenly Emperor Sutra, but he also gained an in-depth analysis of the Ten Evil Races, the Five-Colored Divine Phoenix.

On the road to immortality in the mortal world, if there is any group that is naturally suitable for Nirvana, besides the divine silkworm, it is the phoenix.

During one of Emperor Huang Tian’s lives, he comprehended the magic of the Phoenix clan and achieved enlightenment through it.

“Rebirth, Nirvana, life and death…”

“It seems to be a little bit difficult.”

Lin Xian carefully comprehended the profound meaning and pondered for a long time before coming to a conclusion. There was nothing wrong with achieving Nirvana through the Phoenix Technique. It was just that bathing in the blood of the emperors to achieve immortality would open up a new world for him.

There are so many supreme beings in the Life Forbidden Zone. We cannot waste them. We must cherish the opportunity.

The Immortal Emperor can eat it, but Saint Lin can’t?

Bathing in the Emperor’s Blood and the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art are a perfect match. Under Lin Xian’s perception, it was sublimated into the legendary Great Way of Gnawing.

“Refine the blood, devour the essence, put the soul into the Human Emperor Banner, and use the corpse to make a bone stick of the same version as the Human Demon Grandpa…”

Lin Xian muttered quietly, making a wishful calculation. Whether it was the Immortal Emperor or the Forbidden Zone Supreme, their methods of eating people were too crude.

If it falls into Lin’s hands, he will make arrangements clearly for you.

Ye Fan, who had been listening to these words, was terrified. He looked up at the Yaochi Holy Land, which was filled with fairy spirits and mist, and reminded him, “Holy Lord, we are in heaven, not the devil.”

“I am a barbarian.”

Lin Xian glanced at it and said nonchalantly, “Are you talking about this kind of thing with the ruthless Taoist master and the ancient saint master?”

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment. If there were any great demon emperors in the world, the first two people to be named would be Tuntian and Luan Gu.

The former is a demon emperor who has achieved enlightenment through refining humans, and has utilized resources to the extreme, viewing all the kings of the human world as elixir. As for the latter, he is a demon emperor whose mind has turned into a demon, and he became an emperor after numerous failures, and is now miserable and desolate.

Saint Lord Lin inherited the legacy of these two emperors, and no one in the world understands the way of magic better than him.

“Besides, I don’t eat humanoids.”

Lin Xian showed his white teeth and smiled, “We still have the Ten Thousand Races Conference. Before we bathe in the royal blood, let’s first have a bathing king to scare the monkeys.”

At this moment, a certain Holy Prince who was passing by Yao Chi cast a strange look at him.

“It’s just a metaphor.” Lin Xian coughed twice and asked, “Why did the Holy Prince come to Yaochi instead of Lingshan to receive blessings? Could it be that the Fighting Buddha has broken through to the Quasi-Emperor and returned?”

“My uncle has not come back.” The Holy Prince held up the magic stick, his eyes glowing with golden light, and said with a fighting spirit: “I heard that the Prince of Heaven has transformed into a human form, so I came here to fight.”

The hatred between the Immortal Emperor’s lineage and the Fighting Saint Emperor’s lineage is as deep as the sea, and only the Great Xia Dynasty can compare to it. No wonder Monkey is anxious.

But no one expected that when Lin Xian waved his hand, the Heavenly Prince appeared and apologized, saying, “When will the cycle of revenge end? I hope the Holy Prince will stop the war.”

The Holy Prince was stunned for a long time, looking at the Heavenly Prince who was more compassionate than the Buddha on Lingshan Mountain. After a long time, he said, “Pick up your weapon.”

“I wish to resolve the hatred among all races with my benevolent heart.” A trace of compassion appeared on the face of the Heavenly Prince: “I regard all races as brothers and sisters, how can I take action?”

The Holy Prince was silent for a moment, feeling bored. The Fighting Clan was naturally warlike, but they would not have any desire to fight against a creature that had no intention of killing.

At this moment, the Emperor’s son became a messenger of peace, a symbol of auspiciousness, and represented the five virtues.

He invited the ancestral kings of all races to attend the Yaochi Conference to discuss the coexistence of all races.

The human race’s strength is unfathomable, and with the invitation from the Emperor’s son, the ancient races, who were in a dilemma, instantly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed to hold the Conference of All Races in Yaochi.

At one time, royal families and great saints gathered together. They restrained their saintly aura and were very peaceful. They no longer had the condescending attitude they had when they were first born.

After the arrival of Lin Xian, Taixu God King, Wei Yi Dasheng and other saints, the biggest bandit in the Northern Territory, the old master of Qishi Mansion, and other saints of the time also came.

The original rumor that the human race was in a period of transition was instantly dispelled. It turned out that the human race had more than one contemporary saint, Lin Xian.

Moreover, there are geniuses like Zhonghuang who have achieved success at an early age. Even if the Great Sage passes away in the future, there will be a new generation of saints who will take charge of the imperial army and stabilize the clan’s fortune.

In the face of the truth of the imperial soldiers, all the ancient races instantly became kind-hearted, able to sing and dance.

There was even an ancestral king who suggested that all races should coexist and that the geniuses of the ancient races should be allowed to dance with the fairies of the Yao Chi to show an atmosphere of peace.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy suddenly rushed into the sky, and an old Great Sage of Great Xia came holding the Great Emperor Sword. The dragon energy of the emperor was shocking. His eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice: “Before the peace talks, there is a public case to discuss.”

The Great Sage Hun Tuo was stunned. None of the kings in Yao Chi had expected that a great sage with imperial weapons in hand would turn against them so easily.

“My fellow Taoist, please think twice before you act!”

The Great Sage of the Golden Clan scolded, “Do you want to disrupt the hard-earned peace among all races? Although you have many imperial soldiers of the human race, my ancient clan has many royal soldiers.”

“If we really push it to the limit, the Ancients may lose, but your human race won’t be much better.”

“At least there will be no problem in bringing your lineage with you.”

Before he finished speaking, several major imperial veins moved in unison, as if they were mobilizing the imperial soldiers, with ferocious eyes, as if they were ready to die together.

Great Sage Hun Tuo sighed and said, “It is not easy for all races to reach this stage of cultivating Taoism and achieving immortality. The road to becoming an immortal is opened in this life. Why should we divide people into life and death at this time and hurt the harmony?”

“Instead of fighting and killing each other, it is better to sit down hand in hand and go to the immortal road together.”

“Great Saint of the Human Race, please also persuade this fellow Taoist from Daxia.”

However, the saints in heaven remained calm, obviously having anticipated this action.

“We, Daxia, have no intention of going to war with the ancient clan, but we must seek the Emperor’s lineage to settle the cause and effect!”

The Great Sage of Daxia suddenly shouted: “Descendants of the Eight Divine Generals, get out here!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the various royal families that had been indignant suddenly calmed down, and King Zu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that finding the lineage of the Immortal Emperor was none of our business.

The old patriarchs of several major royal families looked at each other, paused, and did not immediately mobilize the royal soldiers to fight to the death.

After all, the human race has the advantage now, so it is better not to fight if possible.

But, what kind of grudge is there between the Immortal Emperor’s lineage and the Grand Emperor’s lineage?
Not only the ancient clans, but also some leaders of the human race were puzzled. The Immortal Emperor was the emperor of the early ancient times and the end of mythology, at least millions of years ago, while the Great Emperor of Daxia was the emperor of the human race more than 100,000 years ago. It was impossible for them to meet.

The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals were basically suppressed by the Emperor Wu Shi tens of thousands of years ago. Now, there are only a few ancestor kings left. Faced with a great sage holding an imperial weapon, their legs trembled and their bodies almost exploded.

A blue-eyed ancestor king knew he was no match for them, so he shouted, “My fellow royal saints, the human race has violated the contract and is trying to shake the imperial soldiers in Yaochi. They are trying to trick us in and kill us.”

“Now the human race can kill us with the imperial soldiers, and they can kill you in the next moment.”

For a moment, an atmosphere of grief spread in Yaochi. Several great saints of the ancient race stood up and released their holy power. One of them said in a deep voice: “Great saint of the human race, please stop. If you take another step, you will trigger a full-scale war between the ancient race and the human race, and both sides will suffer.” Great Saint Hun Tuo also persuaded earnestly: “Dao friends of the Great Xia Dynasty, peace is the most important thing in everything!”

“Killing people for no reason is really inappropriate. The Immortal Emperor’s lineage proclaimed themselves gods from the Ancient Emperor Mountain and has not been allowed to come out for a million years. How have they offended the Great Xia Dynasty?” Great Sage Qianlun narrowed his eyes and sighed, “I hope you can explain it to avoid any misunderstanding.”

“What a misunderstanding.” The Great Sage of Daxia said in great grief and indignation, “The old immortal ghost secretly attacked my ancestor. The evidence is irrefutable!”

“My grandfather, the Great Emperor, was a wise and powerful man. His imperial dragon energy was the best in attack. But he was dying and couldn’t even lift the Great Emperor Sword. He was accidentally killed by him.”

“The Immortal Emperor is the greatest black hand of all time!”

In an instant, all the ancient races were in an uproar. The title of the Immortal Emperor was supreme to all the ancient races. Even after thousands of years, he was still the supreme god in the hearts of many ancient races.

Among many large clans, there has always been a legend that the Immortal Emperor is very likely not dead, but has really become an immortal!

These legends were believed by the ancestors when they were young, but as they became saints and ancestors, they gradually regarded them as myths and legends.

But now someone tells you that the story passed down from generation to generation has come true.

“The Immortal Emperor is still alive?”

“How can this be!”

“Unless… the Emperor really becomes an immortal.”

Many ancestral kings were discussing the matter, and the Great Sage Qiankun, who knew the truth, was also shocked and played along with them.

“Taichu Ancient Mine?” The other great saints narrowed their eyes and thought of another possibility. The Immortal Emperor cut himself with a sword and escaped into the forbidden zone of life. In the future, he launched a dark chaos and met the Taihuang.

“Impossible. With the pride of the Immortal Emperor, he would rather die than go there.”

There were also ancient clan kings who did not believe it and were unwilling to believe that the Emperor had such a stain.

There was also an ancestral king who shouted, “Great Saints, quickly activate the imperial soldiers and invite those old seniors who have been in seclusion to come out. The human race does not want peace talks, but wants to annihilate all races!”

When these words were spoken, many people’s hearts moved. Is there an old predecessor in the ancient clan, the legendary quasi-emperor?
“You don’t believe in the human race, so what about my father?”

The Holy Prince jumped out at this time, and used his great magical powers to evolve the roar of the Fighting Holy Emperor in the Zhongzhou Immortal Palace.

It was a majestic figure. Although it was blurry, it was extremely domineering, unparalleled, and its aura reached the sky!

He was scolding the Immortal Emperor as if the fight would not stop until his death.

“Fight the old Saint Emperor!”

Many ancestral kings among the ancient clans exclaimed that they had met the Holy Emperor in the past, so they naturally recognized this figure.

For a time, a split occurred within the ancient myriad races. Some ancient races revered the Immortal Emperor as a god, and naturally there were also ancient races that worshipped the Fighting Saint Emperor.

“Prince Saint, this is true.”

The old patriarch of Shencan Ridge looked serious and asked, “Is this related to the fact that the Saint Emperor of Fighting overthrew the Purple Mountain Dojo?”

When these words were spoken, many ancestral kings shuddered. The various tribes in the ancient times had indeed heard of those rumors, but no one dared to discuss them. In the late ancient times, the world was ruled by the lineage of the Fighting Saint Ape. The Holy Emperor ruled the earth, so who dared to disobey?
Now Shencanling has exposed the matter openly, combined with the attack from the Great Xia Dynasty just now.

This can’t help but give rise to a crazy idea that the Immortal Emperor is still alive and has lived through eternity, so he can fight against the Fighting Saint Emperor and the Grand Emperor.

“The Emperor has become an immortal?”

“Hahaha, the Supreme God is immortal!”

The eight gods, who were originally on the verge of death, grasped a glimmer of hope and said frantically: “The Emperor will soon return. When that time comes, all the ministers who disobey him will perish.”

“Great Saints of all races, what are you still hesitating about? The Holy Emperor of Fighting has passed away, and everyone has witnessed it. But the Emperor of Heaven may descend at any time!”

As soon as these words were spoken, a divine light flashed in the eyes of the ancient kings. If these words came true and the Immortal Emperor was still alive, the situation would be greatly changed.

“No, the Emperor will not come.”

“Although my father is still alive, he is ruthless and watches everything with indifference.”

“There is no one else in his heart except himself.”

“This is true for me, and so are the eight generals.”

A figure shrouded in glory, so beautiful that women would be jealous, emerged. He revealed shoulders as white as jade, carrying holy thorns on his back, and flowing with the blood of the Immortal Phoenix. He kowtowed with every step, and said earnestly: “My sinful father has committed a heinous crime. The Heavenly Prince will make amends to the human race, to Daxia, and to the emperors of all generations on his behalf.”

“He is not worthy of being an emperor. He has failed all the people in the world. As his descendant, I was born with original sin.”

In an instant, the void was silent and the Jade Pool was silent.

Not only was the ancient clan king stunned, even the saints of the human race were staring at this scene in a daze, taking nothing for granted.

“Prince of Heaven!!!”

“What are you doing? You are the descendant of the immortal gods, how can you bow down to the humble human race!”

One of the Eight Divine Generals King rushed out like a madman, feeling more sad than if his father had died, as if his faith had collapsed and he saw the world destroyed.

At this moment, not even the human emperor’s soldiers and the Great Sage’s murderous intent could stop him.

“You are forcing a prince to do this.” Great Sage Kun Zhou shouted, “You humans have gone too far. Fellow Taoists, this has crossed the bottom line. Today he is the prince of heaven, and tomorrow he will be the ancient prince of your race.”

All the ancient royal families were moved and resonated with the sentiment.

“Great Sage Kunzhou, you are also wrong. I am not forcing you to do anything, but I am sincerely repenting. The father of sin is not a god, but a demon.”

The Heavenly Prince shook his head and said, “He has laid out a path to immortality, bathed in the blood of the emperors, and instigated all living things to fight against each other. He has become a demon, and has attacked not only the Grand Emperor, but also the Holy Emperor and the Ancient God…”

“Shut up, shut up right there!!!”

The Great Sage Kun Zhou suddenly became furious, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and roared: “You are not the son of the Emperor of Heaven at all, you are a spy pretending to be a human, you are a fake!”

The Grand Emperor, the Fighting Saint Emperor, who else? If there was an ancestor of the royal family, then the alliance of the ancient myriad races would have collapsed today.

Who is the Divine Silkworm King guarding against when he travels far into the starry sky?

The ancient emperors gathered together in the Taichu Ancient Mine to keep each other warm. In addition to the special restricted area, it may be because of a mastermind behind the scenes.

There was also the ancient war between gods. The last time the path to immortality was opened, there were heavy losses. Who should be held accountable for this?

(I’ve been stuck these past two days, let me sort out the rest of the story, and then I’ll resume updating)
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