Chapter 2390 The 8th Ancient Human Race
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In front of the shrine.
A series of vast, celestial tones descended, carrying no lament for their own demise, but rather a resolute, soaring spirit. On the boundless path of immortality, what fear of death exists? They once were, but now…
They led from the front, and even in death, they wanted to tell future generations that the path to immortality is one of unwavering progress, to reclaim the eternal spirit lost by the descendants of the Creator. The path to true immortality in the Immortal Realm has been opened; how can we shrink back!
This scene is just a microcosm of the billions of races and forces in the three thousand immortal realms.
Through countless generations.
The Three Thousand Immortal Realms have long been a melting pot of races, containing countless foreign races, forces, and powerful individuals, as well as countless innate races of the Immortal Realm.
But now.
A faint sense of xenophobia is gradually rising, and many ancient races in the Immortal Realm have begun to make silent contact. Even the longevity families have begun to openly participate, with the Ye family becoming one of the representatives.
Beyond the sky.
In a void.
Nan Hua looked exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.
Fang Chen'ai was determined to fight to the death.
He dispatched powerful figures from all sides, including those from other regions, to begin wiping out the Eternal Immortal Sect. He had thoroughly studied this sect and was preparing to wipe it out in one fell swoop. He had already done his best to protect it and had no energy left to do anything else.
"Dao Ancestor... Nan Hua has done his best. As for the future, we can only leave it to fate. I... can only sleep and recuperate."
After the last sound of Nan Hua echoed in the void of heaven and earth, there was nothing else, as if it were a cause and effect left between heaven and earth, which Chen Xun would hear when he awoke.
Under the heavens.
The sun was dim and gloomy.
As the dust settled and decayed, he wearily uttered only one sentence: "Everyone...flee."
"Uncle Fang, why exactly do you insist on opposing the Dao Ancestor to the very end?!"
Hua Xin's features were contorted. He was sealed in mid-air, only able to roar continuously, "...Fang Chen'ai, have you gone mad? Why don't you go to the Eternal Immortal Realm to admit your mistakes? Are you still Fang Chen'ai?!"
on earth.
The cultivators from all sides were pale. They lowered their heads slightly, hesitant to speak. The joyful laughter of the past was gone from the Immortal Sun Land, replaced by silence.
The words had been spoken for quite some time.
Fang Chen'ai did not respond.
His weary eyes stared into the void, as if lost in thought.
...ultimately, it is one's own fear that leads to the desire to overcome it.
...or perhaps it is the celestial realm that is afraid and wants to overcome that fear.
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He remained silent, lost in thought for a long time.
next moment.
The gloomy, celestial sun stirred, and it too fled.
It no longer reflects the celestial realm; instead, it is utterly dim and flees in a sorry state towards the depths of the celestial realm.
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In the years that followed.
Just as countless powerful beings from the three thousand immortal realms were traveling alone to all corners of the immortal world in search of opportunities, and had not returned for many years.
The Celestial Realm Calendar: 62 million years.
The Three Thousand Immortal Realms are once again engulfed in a great war of lineages. From the most talented geniuses to the elders of all lineages, everyone is involved. The war started in the Primordial Immortal Realm, where billions of lineages are engaged in a chaotic melee. Even a dog would have to take a blow before it could leave.
There are many different accounts of how this battle actually started.
Some say it's a long-standing grudge. Many Daoist sects in the Primordial Immortal Realm were once lackeys of the 'Longevity Dao' and 'Luo Tian Dao,' who used their power to suppress the various Daoist sects of the Primordial Realm. Now that the two True Immortals have passed away, they are facing reckoning.
Some cultivators said it was far more than that; they were probably fighting for some peerless immortal treasure. Two true immortals fought a great battle, splitting the Boundless Immortal Realm into three. At that time, many powerful figures saw countless opportunities descending under the immortal battle.
It was also during this period that various factions began to emerge in the quest to 'destroy the Dao and kill the immortals,' and many elders were slain.
The entire Primordial Immortal Realm now belongs to the Immortal Fall and Heavenly Weeping, a place filled with the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.
But things started to look a little off in this battle.
This trend has even begun to affect the entire Three Thousand Immortal Realms, with some lineages falling into great wars and some races embroiled in massive slaughter.
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The human race is being targeted.
The ancient immortal beings were assassinated and refined into immortal medicine.
An ominous calamity has erupted in the ancestral lands of the Yinming Spirit Clan, targeting their bloodline.
Many weapon-refining masters of the Cangling Illusion Clan died suddenly and mysteriously. Some lay dead in the streets, while others perished tragically in the beautiful mountains and rivers. Even their corpses were torn apart and eaten by wild beasts.
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The three thousand universes nurtured by the Ye family were inexplicably targeted, and the rules of the universe began to fall into a faint chaos. Stars shifted, star orbits reversed, and stars collided violently from time to time, causing the destruction of a region's heaven and earth and all living beings.
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They were once native inhabitants of the celestial realm.
Regardless of race, tradition, or organization, all are facing a massive attack from all directions.
Even in various Daoist traditions, there are still outdated and inexplicable celestial sayings such as "slaying demons and eliminating evil, restoring order to the world."
They were slain by the demon race.
They eliminated the demon race.
Both of these races are ancient and powerful clans in the Immortal Realm, truly indigenous races of the Immortal Realm.
In an instant, undercurrents surged within the Three Thousand Immortal Realms.
These native clans of the Immortal Realm finally understood that they were being targeted. The Primordial Immortal Domain had stirred up trouble in the world's Daoist traditions to deceive them, and then it was aimed at these ancient clans!
They haven't made a move yet.
These cultivators from other realms actually took the initiative and made their move first.
Among them were powerful beings from other realms, as well as innate beings and powerful individuals from the Three Thousand Immortal Realms. They were deeply entrenched in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, and only they could strike with such precision.
Get started first!
"Back then, during the great war across the three thousand immortal realms, I remember that the Ten Gates of the Primordial Beginning sought to destroy the Demon Court."
"Fellow Daoist, do not forget the nature of those innate beings in the Immortal Realm in ancient times. They wanted to replace us and occupy the Three Thousand Immortal Domains. The human race... in ancient times, they overthrew billions of innate beings in the Immortal Realm, and their blood could form seas."
"Has it started...?"
"They think they are ready. Our myriad races are divided, and now the Dao dominates the world. They want to divide and kill us before we can unite."
"Hehe, everyone, we've been underestimated."
"Our cultivators are not worthless; they cannot die in vain, not a single one..."
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Sudden.
hum-
The Heavenly Gate opened, and a figure with ink-black hair as dark as night, carrying a sword, slowly stepped out from between the light and shadow. His gaze was sharp as a sword, yet calm as still water, as if even when the world collapsed, his Dao heart remained as tranquil as ever.
tread...
The footsteps landed, steady as an ancient bell resonating in the heart.
He walked amidst the gazes of powerful figures from various races, his sword reflecting the sunlight, each step seemingly treading upon the very fabric of heaven and earth.
The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and then—
"Human Race!"
"...Fellow Daoist of the Human Race".
"Human?!"
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The place suddenly became a bit chaotic, and the originally cold and austere world was impacted by a complex emotion.
Humanity is fighting its own battles, which is tantamount to being targeted and suffering greatly. Every day, bad news comes in, and it is said that many mortal territories have been turned into barren land, with no power to resist.
The peace and stability of the mortal realm in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms has never been due to how powerful the human race is today.
Rather, it's because the environment in the celestial realm is too stable and peaceful.
However, the environment of the Immortal Realm will not be stable one day. The human race seems to have become a target, and was riddled with holes by the foreign races of the Three Thousand Immortal Domains!
It seems that the idea of building three thousand houses back then was never wrong.
He was just born in the wrong era.
Suddenly, a breeze blew.
The man with the sword fluttered his robes, his black hair swayed slightly, and the sword shone like a tide.
The moment he looked up, the world seemed to darken.
And his calm voice,
But it struck the hearts of every strong person like a thunderbolt—
"Human race, the eighth ancient race." He paused slightly, his voice calm and unwavering, "Ji family, Ji Tianjue, greets fellow Daoists."
In an instant.
The heavenly gate hums, and the wind rises from the nine heavens.
