Chapter 77

Ding Yue's avatar sat in Wuyi Mountain, rebuilding the Holy Academy of Wuyi Mountain.

However, the disciples of the branch temple had suffered heavy losses, with most of them falling, and it would take time to recover their strength.

As time passed, the Human Emperor became increasingly powerful, revered as the Divine Farmer Emperor, standing in the imperial capital, his might shaking the three realms.

Even the Great Celestial Venerable of Heaven faced the Divine Farmer with less ease than before.

Shouyang Mountain, the Palace of Eight Scenic Views!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Supreme Sage sat facing each other.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's face was gloomy. He glanced at his leader, who was as calm as water, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother, what about the Human Emperor?"

The Supreme Sage seemed to be asleep, his eyes half-closed. Upon hearing this, his eyelids flickered, and he gave the Primordial Celestial Venerable a light glance, then slowly said, "Can we discuss it with our junior brother Tongtian?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's face immediately turned somewhat unpleasant, and he said, "Now that our junior brother's sect and the Human Emperor are one, their fortunes intertwined, it may not be easy to discuss it."

Now, the relationship between the截教 (Jiejiao) and the 阐教 (Chanjiao) was not as hostile as water and fire, but it was not much better. When disciples of the two sects met, it was already a good thing if they did not fight.

Many of his disciples had been injured, which made him furious.

"Hmph." The Supreme Sage snorted, his eyes cold, and said, "You were too extreme before. You should go and apologize to him. Otherwise, what will you do? The Three Pure Ones are one, though we have been separate for a long time, we have always been of the same lineage, our fortunes intertwined. You have destroyed a good situation."

After a long silence, the Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "Senior Brother, with the rise of the Jiuli, what should we do?"

The Supreme Sage's gaze sharpened, and he looked at the Primordial Celestial Venerable, "What do you think?"

"The Human Emperor wants the human race to flourish, so let's see if he can suppress the four directions," the Primordial Celestial Venerable said coldly.

"How will you resolve this?" The Supreme Sage looked down, his eyes on the floor, and said slowly.

He had somewhat underestimated this younger brother. This was playing with fire, and a single misstep could lead to total failure, which surprised him.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable paused, then said calmly, "The Human Emperor should be born in accordance with the times. I have divined the heavenly fate and will help him rise."

After a long time, the Supreme Sage moved his hand, and a precious seal appeared in his hand.

It was the human race's greatest treasure, the Kōngtóng Seal.

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are the great prosperity of the human race. According to the original plan, the Human Emperor in the lower world will be assisted by the Chanjiao."

The Supreme Sage handed the Kōngtóng Seal to the Primordial Celestial Venerable, who looked somewhat pleased, and said calmly.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable took the Kōngtóng Seal, thanked him, and then got up to leave.

"Although our junior brother Tongtian is angry, we are still one family. Think about it."

The Primordial Celestial Venerian could not help but pause, then returned to normal and stepped out of the Palace of Eight Scenic Views.

Wuyi Mountain.

Lieshan took out a jade talisman and said, "Thank you for the treasure given by the previous master to protect me, but this treasure is the greatest treasure of the Jiejiao, and I, as the emperor, should not keep it."

Ding Yue, who had long returned to Wuyi Mountain with his injuries healed, took the jade talisman without showing any emotion.

Looking at the increasingly majestic Lieshan, Ding Yue said, "What will the Human Emperor do about the Jiuli?"

Lieshan's face paused, and he looked at Ding Yue, "What does the previous master think?"

"The Jiuli is a small matter, but the witch tribe is a big matter. The teacher once said that the ancestor witches returning would bring great calamity to the human race," Ding Yue said solemnly.

"The human race's great prosperity will not come without trials. Without trials, how can it flourish?" Lieshan said.

Ding Yue pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "My Jiejiao disciples have assisted the Human Emperor for many years, and their virtue is complete. Master Duobao once said that our disciples should quietly recite the Yellow Court and cultivate to understand the Dao."

Ding Yue felt somewhat bitter. Master Duobao's words clearly indicated a split with Lieshan.

Ding Yue understood that, in the position of the Jiejiao, he and Lieshan would eventually go in different directions, as their paths were different.

Moreover, the role of his second senior master was also significant. Ding Yue thought of the scene when the Primordial Celestial Venerable entered the Bixi Palace.

Lieshan's face darkened, and his eyes showed anger. Finally, he stared at Ding Yue and said, "How did the previous master deal with it?"

Ding Yue felt a pang of bitterness, looking at the human race in the Holy Academy of Wuyi Mountain and the human tribes below Wuyi Mountain.

"I am the previous master of the human race, and I share the same fate with the human race," Ding Yue said softly.

Lieshan smiled, flicked his sleeve, and laughed as he left.

"I, Lieshan, was born among the human race, and as the Human Emperor, I bear the responsibility for the human race's prosperity. Whether it is witches or sages, none can stop my resolve for the human race's prosperity!"

Ding Yue watched Lieshan leave, his gaze complex, and sighed in his heart: a figure like the demon race's Di Jun, but what can a hero do if he is born at the wrong time? How can the human race defy the heavens in such a situation?

Ultimately, it is a matter of being outnumbered and outmatched!

Time flowed, and the Jiuli tribe in the Southern Continent became increasingly prosperous.

Most of the Jiuli tribe were descendants of witches, with physical qualities far superior to ordinary humans. They were brave and fearless, expanding their territory in the Southern Continent, gradually becoming famous and leading among the tribes.

The new leader of the Jiuli tribe, Chiyou, was even more renowned among the human race, leading the Jiuli tribe to fight in all directions, establishing a great reputation, possessing great fortune, and rapidly advancing to the Great Yi realm.

Gradually, the Jiuli tribe began to unify the human tribes of the Southern Continent, with many tribes following their lead.

Gradually, the Jiuli tribe formed a great momentum, rolling forward.

In the imperial capital, the Human Emperor, the Divine Farmer, secretly prepared.

One day, a powerful aura rolled in the Jade Purity Palace on Kunlun Mountain, and a precious banner faintly appeared, stirring the heavenly fate!

Soon after, many Chanjiao disciples were ordered to leave the mountain and go to a human tribe.

In this tribe, a child named Xuanyuan was recently born, and Guangchengzi took him as a disciple, teaching him carefully.

The human race was in turmoil, and at this critical moment, many Jiejiao disciples who assisted the Human Emperor in the imperial capital were ordered to return to the mountain, leaving one after another.

"Senior Brother, are you not going back?" On Wuyi Mountain, Shiji said.

Ding Yue paused and said, "I am already deeply involved, and as the previous master of the human race, I cannot leave."

Shiji was worried and said, "Now the Jiuli tribe has gathered many remaining great witches. The Human Emperor alone cannot stop them. Even if you go, you cannot change the situation!"

Ding Yue smiled and said, "It's fine. Even if the battle goes poorly, there will be no danger to my life."

Seeing that he could not persuade him, Shiji was unhappy and did not know what to say. This was not a simple matter; they were facing a former dominant force.

"Junior Sister, go back to the mountain and cultivate. Your Dao cultivation has stagnated recently. Go back and cultivate well. Don't worry, if the situation is hopeless, I will know when to retreat," Ding Yue comforted her.

After Shiji left, Ding Yue sent his attendant, Liu Xin, to Potala Island.

Not long after, the Yin-Yang Twin Dragons, who had been cultivating on Potala Island, left the island for the first time and came to Wuyi Mountain.

These two had been cultivating on Potala Island, and their cultivation was no less than Ding Yue's, both reaching the peak of the Great Yi realm, with great powers.

Facing the witches, Ding Yue had no confidence, and could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

The powers of the Twin Dragons were a great help to Ding Yue.

As for the safety of Wuyi Mountain, Ding Yue was not worried at all.

Although the Jiuli tribe was backed by the witches, in the end, it was still an internal matter of the human race. The Jiuli tribe was also a human tribe. Unless Chiyou had lost his mind, he would not attack Wuyi Mountain.

Bringing the Twin Dragons to the imperial capital, Ding Yue found that the entire capital was filled with troops, and most of the human race's elite had gathered here.

In the great hall, Cang Jie and the Heavenly Emperor were present, along with many other renowned human elites.

"At this time, the Jiuli tribe has gathered dozens of great witches, with over ten at the Great Yi realm, and the number at the Great Luo realm is unknown," a human Great Yi realm cultivator said, his eyes filled with gravity.

"This battle cannot be avoided, and the human race cannot let the witches control us," Lieshan looked at the many human elites in the hall and said firmly, "Fight! Win!"

Not long after, the Jiuli tribe began to attack the surrounding human tribes, leaving the Southern Continent, and many human tribes were brutally killed.

The Human Emperor then issued an edict, ordering the Jiuli tribe to return to their original residence and not to use force recklessly.

But the Jiuli tribe did not stop, and continued to attack!

With no choice, the Human Emperor issued an edict, ordering the attack on the Jiuli tribe, and the army set out!

The two armies soon met. The Jiuli tribe had over a million troops, far fewer than the Human Emperor's army, but their momentum was even greater.

"Eighty-one Golden Immortals lead, the witches are indeed the former dominant force, their strength still remains!" Standing in the army, Ding Yue looked at the opposite side, his eyes flickering, and said, seeing the eighty-one brothers of Chiyou, he sighed.

Although these eighty-one Golden Immortals had human blood, they were mostly of witch blood and practiced witch techniques.

The two armies engaged in battle. Although the Jiuli army was fierce and fearless, the Human Emperor, relying on his large numbers, managed to stabilize the situation and hold the line.

Moreover, there were continuous reinforcements from the rear.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise shook the earth, and a giant man over a hundred feet tall rushed out from the Jiuli army, his step causing the earth to tremble, his divine power immense, causing chaos among the Human Emperor's army, and one of their formations began to waver...