At the peak of the profound ice in the far north.
Taiyi, who had remained in secluded cultivation for tens of thousands of years, finally opened his eyes.
The instant his eyes opened, the Golden Crow Ancestral Flame ignited around him, burning away ice that had endured for hundreds of millions of years. The ten Golden Crows all carried his elder brother's bloodline.
"Human race... You dare harm the princes of my Demon Court."
His voice was low, as though he intended to make the storms sweeping through the Prehistoric Universe rage even harder.
Deep within the Northern Sea, inside Demon Master Palace.
Kunpeng watched the movements in the far north, a teasing smile appearing on his face. Ten Golden Crows, ten princes—there were too many. Was this not itself a means of dividing the Demon Clan?
A calculating gleam flashed through his eyes. The Demon Master had never cared about mere Golden Crow Princes. What he cared about was authority over the entire Demon Clan and the greater tides of the Prehistoric Universe.
The human race, too, was no longer remaining silent.
Within Huoyun Cave, the Confucian Sage Confucius quietly entered the world. After all, Confucianism had flourished greatly during the Divine Han era...
Fuxi: Little Confucius, if you do not protect them, who will?
Confucius could not discuss the Analects with Fuxi and could only fall speechless...
High above the heavens, the Minor Heavenly Court. Haotian also made his move.
The bells of Lingxiao Palace rang out as heavenly soldiers and generals formed their ranks.
Haotian looked down upon the Three Realms, his voice imposing:
"The Demon Court shows signs of restoration and threatens to bring chaos to the Three Realms. The Heavenly Court will not permit it!"
"The Divine Han is the Human Race Orthodoxy. I wish