In this world, no divine dynasty remained forever undefeated. Liu Bang's body had not yet declined, but his heart... had already grown old.
He could not live forever after all. He gradually aged, and his bearing grew ever more weighty.
He looked toward the battlefield, his gaze crossing the Nine Provinces. Since ancient times, how many had returned from war?
Undercurrents surged through Divine Han. Once he returned to heaven, the Human Race's realm would very likely fall into turmoil once more.
Thus, he laid out the grand plan for his final years.
With thunderous measures, he stripped away the power of all kings and nobles not of his surname.
Not out of suspicion, but for the concentration of central Imperial Power.
Between local power and Imperial Power, if one side was strong, the other was naturally weak; if one side was weak, the other was naturally strong.
Balance was impossible!
He personally went to Huoyun Cave, paid homage to the Three Emperors, and obtained a secret decree of Humanity Dao inheritance:
The Han realm could only be inherited by Human Race bloodlines. None outside the Human Race Orthodoxy could lay claim to it.
He also secretly sent envoys south to forge another blood pact with the Phoenix Clan:
If Divine Han endured, Phoenix fortune would coexist with it;
If Divine Han fell, the Phoenix Clan would surely act to protect the undying spark of the Human Race.
In court, he entrusted his heirs to his most important ministers and established laws for both within and without,
Strictly forbidding Daoist Masters from misleading the ruler with demonic words, strictly forbidding immortals and Buddhas from forcibly spreading their teachings,
And laying down an iron law—Human Race affairs would be decided by the Human Race itself.
In his final years, Liu Bang