The Human Emperor's Fury! Xuanyuan Sword Drawn for His Junior Brother

Within the Human Emperor Hall, Huang Tian's eyes, which held the rise and fall of humanity, pierced through endless void and clearly saw everything unfolding across the Primordial Wilderness Land.

From Yang Jian fighting his way up to the South Heavenly Gate, to the brother and sister recognizing each other in Nuwa Palace, to his master Niu Ben bestowing a method from afar and helping Yang Chan soar to the heavens in a single step.

And finally, martial uncle Yuanshi of the Chan Teachings had bestowed the Pangu Banner and ordered Guangchengzi to head to Peach Mountain to show his support.

Huang Tian saw every last matter, every last event.

"Haotian, Western Teachings..."

Huang Tian softly murmured those names. Nothing could be read from his face, yet the golden dragons of Human Dao Fortune circling him released deep, rumbling roars, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

Bullying my junior brother?

And even dragging outsiders in to bully my master's disciple on Mystic Gate territory?

Your nerve truly was not small!

Huang Tian sneered inwardly.

Though he had attained the station of a Human Dao Saint and normally did not meddle much in the affairs of the Primordial Wilderness, that did not mean he lacked a temper.

Back when he had still been the first Human Emperor, he had led humanity and forcibly carved a bloody path through the cracks between countless races.

Now that he had become a Saint, did they truly think he had turned into some harmless old man who ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name?

"Master has always protected his own."

"As the Senior Disciple Brother, I cannot possibly watch my junior brother get bullied and remain unmoved, can I?"

Huang Tian spoke to himself.

He was now a Saint, and every action he took represented