Chapter 402 [Justice Cutting, Reappearance in Jianghu]

Who is the Great Sage Kunzhou? He is a giant in the ancient times and one of the few great saints in the ancient clan. He has the potential to become a quasi-emperor.

But now, he was easily killed by a human. In the Yaochi, all the ancestral kings were petrified, and the creatures of the ancient tribe felt depressed and dared not even breathe.

This scene was shocking and far more terrifying than the clash of imperial soldiers. The emotions of grief for the death of a rabbit and sympathy for one’s own kind surged into the heart of the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan.

“Why did the supreme leader of the human race start a massacre at the Ten Thousand Races Conference?!”

The Great Saint of the Golden Clan was both apprehensive and terrified. He placed himself under the protection of the Supreme Emperor’s soldiers and said in a deep voice, “You have violated the agreement time and time again and bullied our ancient clan too much. Even a quasi-emperor may not be invincible. There were countless heroes in the ancient times, and the ancient myriad clans also had old predecessors!”

“Old-timer?”

“He’s the one going to Mount Xumi. Just let him come out.”

The Taoist priest of the Cai family sneered, stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone, but with a hint of unquestionableness: “It’s not that my race is bullying others by taking advantage of our power, but that you, the ancient myriad races, are not clear about your actions and have repeatedly provoked the Ancient Heaven!”

“It is no longer the ancient era. The peerless demon emperor achieved enlightenment 30,000 years ago and ruled the universe. The Heavenly Court is the orthodoxy established by the Wanqing Heavenly Emperor!”

“This is the era of the Green Emperor, not the era of the Heavenly Emperor!”

“The prince of heaven realized the truth long ago and joined the East Wilderness Demon Court. Why are you still stubborn and stubborn?”

As soon as the words were spoken, they exploded like a bolt from the blue, shocking the entire audience. Not only the ancient race was shocked, but even the human race was stunned.

Qingdi, the peerless demon emperor who attained enlightenment thirty thousand years ago is still alive?

The Eastern Wilderness Heaven is not a farce created by the human race’s holy body, but the work of a contemporary emperor. It is a legend comparable to the ancient heaven in the mythological era!

“Yes, yes.”

Daoyi Saint Lord suddenly realized and said, “Apart from the peerless demon emperor, who else has the ability to unite the major holy lands and families? A genuine emperor, who can make a quasi-emperor obey his orders?”

“It is so unusual for all the schools and sects to be so united.” The Purple Star Sect Leader murmured, and suddenly realized, “So that’s how it is, it’s actually like this!”

The lords of other holy places deeply agreed with this. They did not understand the Immortal Emperor, the myriad ancient races, and the human race. The human race was a race that fought among itself even on the eve of genocide, and the value of infighting was maxed out.

“How could the supreme demon emperor fall so easily?”

The old master of Zhongzhou Wan Yao Hall was in high spirits. He counted with his fingers and muttered to himself: “According to the normal life span, now is just the twilight years of the Demon Emperor!”

“Yes, the road to becoming an immortal is open. How could the old Qing Emperor not have expected this?” The old Palace Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace laughed loudly and said, “We can all predict this. The Demon Emperor must have left a backup plan. The Eastern Wasteland Heaven is the supreme demon court of my demon race!”

The human race and the demon race discussed it one after another, and sent all the ancient races into the eighteen levels of hell. The ancient kings were in a heavy mood, and the great saints looked at each other with extremely embarrassed expressions.

No one told them that the Green Emperor might still be alive. The difficult times could not be faked, so the Green Emperor should have passed away.

The Great Sage Yanqi of Huolin Cave used his divine sense to look at an ancestor king and asked fiercely: “How many tens of thousands of years ago did the Green Emperor attain enlightenment? Tell me clearly.”

The ancestor king who was in charge of collecting intelligence on the human race looked ashen, with a hint of despair in his consciousness: “At the Ten Thousand Races Conference, we will focus all our energy on collecting intelligence on the human race, and will not do much research on the demon race.”

“It is said…it is said that the Green Emperor attained enlightenment 30,000 years ago and disappeared 10,000 years ago. It is suspected that he passed away in meditation.”

Suspicious?

I doubt your grandma’s head. As the ancestor of the revival of Huolin Cave, Great Sage Yanqi just wanted to curse at this moment, but he accidentally overlooked such important information. This is a huge loophole.

It took 30,000 years to achieve enlightenment, and then disappeared 10,000 years ago. Is this normal? This is not normal at all.

The lifespan of an ancient emperor could be as young as the Fighting Saint Emperor, who died young and lived only one life, a little over 10,000 years old, or it could be as long as the Qilin Emperor, who lived a little over 30,000 years in both lives, but it could never be more than 20,000 years.

The other great saints of the ancient tribe also received similar information from their subordinates, and the expressions on their faces were as ugly as if they had eaten a dead child.

The life span of a quasi-emperor starts at nine thousand years, while the life span of other enlightened beings, such as a great saint, is around eleven or twelve thousand years.

Duan De achieved enlightenment in his fourth life in a different way. He lived to be about 15,000 years old before he really died. His final achievement was no less than that of the Great Emperor. The God-killing Emperor practiced Taoism for 8,000 years and was at the peak of his career. He had only reached the halfway point of his life.
All of this shows that the normal lifespan of a great emperor is around 15,000 to 16,000 years.

The long thirty thousand years just corresponded to the twilight years of the Great Emperor’s second life, stuck on that line.

“Could it be that the great emperor of the time deliberately lay dormant in order to reduce his energy consumption and prepare for the journey to immortality?”

It was as if the sky had fallen for all the ancient races. The corners of mouth of many ancestral kings twitched. They thought it was an era without an emperor, and many heroes rose up, ready to fight for the throne and seek the immortal realm.

Then you tell me that there is an emperor in this world and a master of the universe, and an old Green Emperor who has not much time left is preparing to become an immortal. Damn it, if there are vacancies on the path to becoming an immortal, who can compete with him?

No matter how old the emperor is, he is still a perfect emperor!

All the great saints were terrified, especially the Golden Great Saint, whose golden pupils shrank. He swallowed and said, “Supreme Lord of the Human Race, that’s not what we meant. The ancient myriad races have no intention of offending the Supreme Demon Emperor.”

“Supreme?” The Taoist of the Cai family shook his head and said calmly, “The Heaven Court has its own Supreme. My cultivation level is not even comparable to that of a divine general.”

God general!

Aren’t there more than one quasi-emperor half-step generals under the Green Emperor? Or are there genuine quasi-emperor generals?

A magnificent and vast blueprint of the heavenly palace was outlined, which made everyone present breathless and felt heavy in their hearts.

Many geniuses showed surprise on their faces. As long as the Green Emperor is alive, they will fight for supremacy in the Heavenly Court. This is their way to survive.

“Senior God General has made great contributions, why bother with the juniors?” Several old clan leaders of the royal family came forward and pleaded, “Just now, the eight God Generals were angry. The personal behavior of the Great Sage Kunzhou cannot represent the ancient myriad clans.”

One of the ultimate divine arts, the Cutting of Justice, has appeared.

This method is not only known by humans, but also by the ancient races.

Temporary workers, right? I didn’t expect that you, the ancient clans with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also play this game. Lin Xian immediately smiled and asked leisurely, “The Green Emperor reigns over the universe, and the Heavenly Court rules over the four seas and eight wastelands. Do you have any objections?”

Several great saints of the ancient clans looked at each other and nodded in unison, saying, “In this world, he who has attained the Dao is the emperor, respected by all under heaven, and the hierarchy of all clans is strict, so naturally they dare not disobey him in the slightest.”

“I wonder if we will have the honor to meet the Supreme Demon Emperor and make a pilgrimage.”

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, knowing that the ancient tribes had not given up and wanted to see the Green Emperor with their own eyes.

But if the Green Emperor could come out and move around, would it be so troublesome? He could even sweep through the Life Forbidden Zone. Saint Lord Lin would have been domineering and powerful long ago, relying on his imperial power to rise up.

“The Green Emperor is in seclusion to comprehend the Great Dao and explore the path to immortality. How can we disturb him with such a small matter?”

Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly, “Sending the peerless generals is to act on behalf of the Green Emperor and handle the trivial matters in the mortal world. I am the Green Emperor’s messenger. If you have any questions, just tell me.”

The Taoist priest of the Cai clan also took a step back and said in a pretentious manner: “That’s right, this person is the descendant of the Green Emperor, the deputy leader of the Heavenly Court, in charge of the Chaos Green Lotus Emperor Soldier, and has the power to act at his own discretion.”

The messenger of the Green Emperor?
Several ancient saints were shocked, and finally understood why there was a saint in charge among the saints. It turned out that Lin Xian was the spokesperson of the Green Emperor.

The saints of the ancient clan looked at each other, communicated with their spiritual consciousness in secret, and then jointly recommended the Great Sage Hun Tuo to come out. Not only because he represented the peaceful side of the ancient clan, but also because Lin Xian had contact with him, and the two of them raised the topic of peace among all races.

The advocate of war, Great Sage Kunzhou, is dead, so he is the only one who can come out to negotiate.

“My friend, you have kept me in the dark for so long.”

Great Sage Hun Tuo sighed, and then asked: “Fellow Daoist Lin is so young, but he has already achieved sainthood, and his status is noble. Could he be a son of an emperor?”

“I wonder if it’s the son of the Green Emperor or the son of the Emperor?”

The Eastern Wilderness Heaven claims to be the orthodox ancient Heaven in order to lure the First Divine General into the trap. During the propaganda, not only did the human race believe it, but the great sages of the ancient races were also skeptical.

If the Emperor’s lineage and the Green Emperor’s lineage merge, then Lin Xian’s identity is worth pondering.

“Emperor’s son?”

Ye Fan, who claimed to be the reincarnation of the Emperor, almost laughed out loud, and said in a gloomy tone: “The world only knows that Princess Yan Ruyu is a descendant of the Green Emperor, with rich blood, and can be called the daughter of the Green Emperor. I’m afraid that Great Sage Hun Tuo guessed wrong. Saint Lord Lin is not the biological son of the Green Emperor.”

“Could it be that he is really the Emperor’s biological son?”

Inside Yaochi, all those who did not know the truth looked at Lin Xian differently.

That’s the Emperor. A son of the Emperor of Heaven almost caused a war between the human race and the ancient race. The significance of the heirs of the Emperor of Ancient Heaven is completely different from that of other sons of the Emperor.

It represented the ancient glorious era when many emperors coexisted and the Cauldron of Immortality was forged, and it gave birth to countless mysteries.

“You are wrong, fellow Daoist. I, Lin, have never relied on the blood of the emperor’s son to cultivate until now.” Lin Xian remained calm and said righteously, “I can get to where I am today because of my diligent cultivation and hard work!”

“A mortal body is not necessarily weaker than the emperor’s offspring.”

“Have you not seen the ruthless man who killed all the kings and stood above the nine heavens, unrivaled in ancient and modern times?”

These words made countless human cultivators’ blood boil and their eyes sparkle, and they wished they could take his place.

Practicing Taoism does not ask about origins, and attaining enlightenment does not ask about race. The vast earth allows you to be as majestic as you want. How magnificent it is.

“Fellow Daoist, it seems like you are a holy body.”

The Great Sage Hun Tuo glanced sideways and said that the holy body lineage had existed since ancient times and was known as the indestructible golden body.

“Whether you are a saint or an ordinary person, no matter what your physique is, it is just an episode on the road of cultivation.”

“If you don’t enter the immortal path, everything will turn to ashes.”

Lin Xian laughed it off and said, “I have achieved perfect holy body while you have just opened up the sea of ​​suffering. It’s all due to cultivation.”

“That’s right. We cultivators all live to become immortals, and we are all struggling to cross the sea of ​​suffering.” Great Sage Hun Tuo agreed with him and sighed, “Alas, we must know that peace is the most important thing in everything.”

“Now that the Great Sage Kun Zhou is dead and the grudge is settled, please calm down and sit down to discuss true peace.”

“It’s time to end it, but we’re just a little short of it.” Lin Xian nodded, then picked up the Fuxilong Stele and, like a brick, beat to death the remaining ancestor kings who were born from the Eight Divine Generals one by one. In an instant, blood flowed into the Yaochi Lake, a sea of ​​bright red.

The Great Sage Hun Tuo’s smile froze, and he said helplessly: “Daoyou, please show mercy. The tribes did not know that the Green Emperor existed before and that the universe has a master. They should make amends. From now on, they must abide by the order of the Heavenly Court.”

“Let’s end it here. When will the cycle of revenge end…”

The Great Sage Hun Tuo wanted to persuade him again, but was stopped by several Great Sages of the Ancient Clan and pulled away desperately.

They finally realized that the Great Sage Hun Tuo was not trying to persuade people to make peace, but was clearly a disaster star and a god of bad luck, and whoever he persuaded would die.

Nothing happened to him because he advocated peace, but it was others who suffered.

The first time he tried to persuade them, the Valley of Gods was destroyed. The second time, the Great Sage Kunzhou died. The third time, not even a trace of the Eight Divine Generals was left.

It can be one, it can be two, but not three.

Even the most non-superstitious people would have doubts when seeing the battle record of Great Sage Hun Tuo.

He was afraid that the more Great Sage Hun Tuo persuaded, the more the human race would become more aggressive and kill more vigorously.

“Emperor Qing’s envoy, what conditions do you want for peace talks?”

Several great saints of the ancient tribes discussed it and asked, “Why not speak frankly and talk about it? At the Ten Thousand Tribes Conference, anything can be discussed.”

“I don’t want to kill people, but I’m afraid some people still miss the old dynasty and still respect the emperor.”

Lin Xian’s eyes were cold. The influence of the Immortal Emperor was too far-reaching. It was far from being solved by killing a few ancestral kings.

This time, the Conference of All Races only achieved a temporary victory.

With the emergence of great saints of the human race and the suppression of the imperial army, there is no longer any risk of extinction. As long as this is maintained, the problem of the lack of successors between the human race and the demon race will be solved. In less than two hundred years, only twenty to thirty years, a new generation of geniuses will grow up and become saints.

The new generation of saints, even if they are not the geniuses who grew up in the difficult times, are full of blood and energy, enough to protect the human race’s territory.

However, those who do not plan for eternity are not qualified to plan for the present; those who do not plan for the overall situation are not qualified to plan for a region.

The emergence of all the ancient races can only be regarded as a preview of the dark turmoil. The truly terrifying dark destruction of the world is the path to immortality two hundred years later. When the Supreme is born, he will not care what race you are. The ancient races and the human race will be just a piece of meat in the mouth of the Supreme.

What Lin Xian did was to seek unity through struggle and unite all forces that can be united!
“Now is the era of the Green Emperor. The old rules of the ancient era will all be swept into the trash!”

Lin Xian held the Fuxi Dragon Stele and stood side by side with Yan Ruyu. The Chaos Green Lotus floated above it, dropping thousands of chaotic energy. He shouted, “Do all the races recognize this truth?”

“When the darkness is turbulent and the immortal road is in war, will all races follow the Emperor to fight, or will they follow the will of the Heavenly Court?!”

“Today there must be an answer.”

In an instant, Yaochi was silent again, and the great saints of the major royal families became solemn. This was not a simple covenant, but an issue concerning the life and death of the race, and they had to be handled with extreme caution.

They communicated with their own imperial soldiers and discussed with the ancient princesses and princes.

If the Green Emperor did not reveal himself, or had a more powerful force, one or two quasi-emperors alone would not be able to make all the races submit completely.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a dragon roar was heard, and a graceful woman in purple flew from the Taichu Ancient Mine to Yaochi, holding a brilliant edict in her hand, flowing with wisps of the ancient emperor’s aura.

(End of this chapter)