When Pangu created the world, his body died and his Dao disappeared. His primordial spirit turned into the Three Pure Ones, which carried the merit of creating the world. Therefore, the Three Pure Ones enjoyed the opportunity to become saints.
The Wu Tribe was formed from Pangu's flesh and blood. There was no father-son relationship, nor was there a reincarnation relationship. If there was, it should be classified as a new body that had taken over the body and returned to life.
Although both of them were transformed by Pangu, the Wu Tribe did not have the mark of the essence of creation. Not only could they not actualize the Origin, but they were also not the orthodox Pangu. Even when facing the Three Pure Ones who had not actualized the Tao, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had to respectfully address the Three Pure Ones as their elders. Their status was quite awkward.
The only benefit was that he could enjoy one of the three great merits: Six Paths Reincarnation.
It had to be said that the Six Paths of Reincarnation was like drawing a picture of the earth to the Wu Tribe, who dominated the Untainted Land.
If Heavenly Emperor Ye were to directly talk about the future now, he would probably be slapped away by the furious Houtu.
Therefore, he pondered for a moment and said half-truthfully,
"In fact, it's not just the Sorcerer Tribe that's despised by heaven and earth. Even the demons of the Heavenly Court are the same!”
" Just like how the human race is currently being massacred by the demons of the Heavenly Court. It seems like it's in danger, but in reality, it's blessed by the Heavenly Dao. It's been resisting for decades, and although there are only a few of them, everyone who's alive is a person with endless luck.”
" Out of the 50 Great Daos, one of them has disappeared. This is the war between the human race and the Sorcerer and Demon races. Whoever can control one of them will control the future of the entire race.”
Heavenly Emperor Ye dispersed the golden path and pulled Chang'e Darling to sit down patiently. He spoke with confidence, his face was not red, and his expression was very calm.
Beside her, Chang'e rested her chin on her hands and widened her eyes. She was already in a daze.
Houtu frowned, her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said in an unfriendly tone,"
"Fellow Daoist Heavenly Emperor, don't think that you can fool me with a few words just because we Shamans don't understand the destiny.”
"The human race is innately weak and lacking in strength. Now that they have been massacred by the demon race and almost wiped out, you actually have the cheek to say that the human race is the one who escaped?”
It had to be said that if the other Ancestors of Sorcery were here, they would have been interrupted by an angry roar before they could finish their words.
Fortunately, this was Houtu, the Mother Earth. She had a complete Primordial Spirit and was not as violent as the other Shamans.
However, at this moment, her beautiful face turned cold and murderous intent filled the air, as if she had been deceived.
However, Heavenly Emperor Ye was very calm and asked,"
"Have you ever thought about why the saints are not allowed to interfere in the war between the Sorcerer and Demon races?”
"Saint Nuwa was originally the ancestor of the demon race. Why is she in seclusion now?”
"Why is the Taiqing Saint's religion based on the human race?”
Three whys in a row made Houtu speechless. Her red lips opened slightly, but she couldn't refute.
She had once thought about the cause and effect of the great war between the Sorcerer and Demon race, but she had never connected it to the human race.
After all, the Postcelestial races were as weak as ants. How could the Wu Tribe, the overlords of the Untainted Land, take a second look at them?
For a moment, Houtu was in a daze.
As one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, she strongly disapproved of starting a war with the Demon Tribe.
However, there was always an inexplicable reason that caused the Liches to explode in conflict. In the end, they could only helplessly become enemies.
Somehow, Houtu felt that the future of the Sorcerer Tribe was destined to be difficult.
In order to find a way to deal with it, she had no choice but to travel all over the Primordial Land. Unfortunately, she found nothing in the end.
Therefore, after hearing what Heavenly Emperor Ye had said, her curiosity drove her to get in touch with this human mighty figure and hear the opinions of other living beings.
Otherwise, why would one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery take a Perfected Golden Celestial seriously?
Even though this human mighty figure's methods were abnormally impressive, he was still only a Zenith Heaven, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who could not withstand a single blow.
However, he did not expect that the karma behind this was unimaginable.
Seeing this, Heavenly Emperor Ye smiled faintly and slowly said,""Where luck lies, the Heavenly Dao will bless you!"
Boom!
Hearing this, Houtu's delicate body trembled. Her beautiful eyes stared at Heavenly Emperor Ye in disbelief. Her red lips slightly opened as she repeated the words softly.
Where luck was, the Heavenly Dao would bless…
These words summed up the current situation of the world!
However, Houtu was still puzzled.""If the fate of the human race was there, why would they be reduced to being massacred by the demons?”
Heavenly Emperor Ye smiled mysteriously and said,""If the heavenly secrets are not revealed, even the Sages cannot figure them out. Fellow Daoist, just wait and see. The unjust will have little support, but the righteous will have much support. There will come a day when the human race will survive.”
After saying that, he felt that it was enough and left some leeway, so he stood up.
"Nan Nan, let's go!"
"Ah, alright. Big brother, are we going back to the clansmen now?”Chang'e Nan's little face was dumbfounded, but she also stood up and obediently held Heavenly Emperor Ye's big hand.
"Not bad!"
Heavenly Emperor Ye nodded and looked at Houtu one last time. He smiled and said,""Fellow Daoist, please see what the Heavenly Dao means!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
A dazzling golden path spread out from under his feet, extending straight to the distant eastern end.
Weng!
Heavenly Emperor Ye took a step forward and used Stellar Transposition. He instantly disappeared from where he was.
Beside a mountain stream with clear mountains and clear waters.
A beautiful woman in a plain flowery dress stood there. A gentle breeze blew, and her black hair fluttered. Her entire body emitted a holy and gentle light.
"Sigh, then let me see how the Human Tribe will become the source of fortune in the Primordial World.”
After a while, Houtu retracted her gaze, sighed, and left.
The earth was shrinking under his feet, the mountains were retreating, and the sky was flying.
He didn't know how far he had walked.
A majestic palace suddenly stood at the end of the horizon. Compared to it, the sky seemed too small.
Father Pangu Temple!
The sacrificial palace where the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gathered to discuss important matters.
Houtu stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion. Suddenly, she bit her red lips and a decisive look appeared on her pretty face.
If the human race can really find a way to survive, perhaps it can change the ominous premonition I have!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Houtu's slender figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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