Nezha: My master is the Martial Ancestor?

Nuwa's figure transformed into rosy clouds and disappeared completely into the sky.

In the void, only the forces of Di Xin and the Tongtian Sect Master Leader remained.

Di Xin turned around, looked at the Tongtian Sect Master not far away, and nodded slightly.

"Di Xin greets the Saint Tongtian."

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at the man in the black royal robe before him, his eyes, which contained endless sword intent, now filled with complex emotions.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice tinged with emotion.

"Fellow Daoist, it really is you."

Di Xin, or rather Wu, had a faint smile on his face.

"It seems the Saint already knew my identity."

The Tongtian Sect Master readily admitted it.

"This humble Daoist priest is merely speculating."

"Today, it's finally confirmed."

The shock he felt was no less than anyone else's.

Wu, the legendary figure who pioneered Martial Path for the Human Clan and single-handedly led Human Clan into the ranks of the great races of the Primordial Wilderness world, has actually been reincarnated and has become the current Human Emperor.

This move is truly earth-shattering.

Because the Twelve Golden Immortals had all perished and the Dao Lineage had been destroyed, Yuanshi Tianzun was now irreconcilably at odds with him, and there was absolutely no possibility of them joining forces again.

The appearance of Wu brought him his most powerful and reliable ally.

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at Di Xin and spoke solemnly.

"From this day forward, there will be no room for reconciliation between our Interception Sect and Clarify Sect; it will be a fight to the death."

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry anymore. I will join forces with the others."

The Tongtian Sect Master spoke very bluntly: the Clarify Sect's Dao Lineage had been destroyed, Yuanshi Tianzun had gone completely mad; there was no possibility of reconciliation between him and Primordial Lord.

From this day forward, even though he Tongtian the heavens, he was now completely isolated among the Saint.

"Fellow Daoist, I hope you can keep your promise."

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at Di Xin and spoke solemnly.

"Help my Interception Sect, Jie, overcome this calamity."

Di Xin met his gaze and nodded without hesitation.

"Rest assured, Your Saint."

What I say goes.

"In this Tribulation, I am willing to stand with the Interception Sect, advancing and retreating together."

Upon receiving this affirmative answer, a slight smile finally appeared on the Tongtian Sect Master's previously tense face.

Although it was subtle, it came from the heart.

"Good."

With the promise of martial prowess and the support of the entire Human Clan's Fortune, the Interception Sect gained the confidence to contend with those Saint.

"Now that today's business is settled, I should return to Golden Ao Island and make proper preparations."

"Primordial Lord has suffered such a great loss today, he will definitely not let this go easily. I need to make preparations as soon as possible, set up formations, and deal with those people."

Di Xin nodded.

"Please do as you see fit Saint."

The Tongtian Sect Master said no more. With a wave of his sleeve, he swept up the Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, the Saint Mother Huoling, and others, transforming them into a beam of sword light that soared into the sky and flew towards Golden Ao Island.

In the blink of an eye, all the members of the Interception Sect had vanished.

Tranquility returned to Sishui Pass.

The three siblings, Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan, exchanged a glance, quickly stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Di Xin.

"Greetings, Martial Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Master!"

Nezha rushed forward in one stride, circled around to Di Xin's front, and stared at him with wide eyes, looking him up and down as if he were seeing him for the first time.

His voice trembled, filled with utter shock and disbelief.

"Master, you... you really are the Martial Ancestor?"

Nezha rushed forward in one stride, his eyes wide open, his unruly face filled with disbelief, shock, and ecstasy.

His master, the one who taught him Martial Path and occasionally guided his cultivation, was actually the legendary Human Clan Martial Ancestor who founded the Martial Path lineage and led Human Clan to rise from humble beginnings?

This... this is outrageous!

Nezha felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

Martial Ancestor!

That's a living legend! It's the faith of the entire Human Clan!

My master is the Martial Ancestor?

Wouldn't that make me Direct Disciple of the Martial Ancestor?

In an instant, Nezha felt a sense of comfort emanating from every one of his 36,000 pores, and his back straightened more than ever before.

Di Xin glanced at him calmly, observing his excited expression.

"What, doesn't it look like it?"

"So alike! Absolutely so!"

Nezha scratched his head and chuckled foolishly. His unruly spirit vanished without a trace in front of Di Xin, replaced by a fanatical devotion.

On the other side, Jiang Ziya stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

Martial Ancestor?

Is Your the King the reincarnation of the Martial Ancestor?

Who was the Martial Ancestor who, at the lowest point in the Human Clan, created Martial Path and led Human Clan to carve out a place for themselves amidst the chaos of countless other races?

In an instant, everything he couldn't understand before became clear.

Why does the King show no reverence for the Saint?

How could Your the King know the background and details of a reclusive Great Powers like Kong Xuan?

It turns out that from the very beginning, Your Majesty Human Emperor was no ordinary person!

He was competing with Saint on the same level!

At this moment, Kong Xuan, who had been silent all along, walked up to Di Xin with a complicated expression, but still bowed solemnly.

"Kong Xuan, thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."

If Di Xin hadn't appeared at the last moment, he would surely have been Zhunti to the West by that scoundrel Zhunti today.

That would be an ending worse than death.

Di Xin looked at him calmly.

"Since you accepted my invitation to come and help, I will naturally do my best to protect you."

"This is part of the deal."

Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan no longer felt like he had been used.

Yes, a transaction.

It was an honor for Kong Xuan to make a deal with the legendary Martial Ancestor of the Human Clan.

Moreover, what they promised was that the Phoenix Clan would become the totem of the Human Clan and forever enjoy the Fortune the Human Clan.

This bargaining chip, spoken by the Human Clan's Martial Ancestor himself, carries a weight many times greater!

He made the right bet!

Di Xin observed the various expressions on everyone's faces and did not engage in further conversation.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Ziya.

Grand Tutor.

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions, stepped forward, and performed an unprecedentedly grand salute to Di Xin.

"Your subject, Jiang Shang, pays his respects to Your the King."

This bow was performed with complete sincerity and without any other distracting thoughts.

Di Xin glanced at him and naturally understood what he was thinking.

He didn't say much, but simply turned his gaze to the ravaged battlefield.

"Grand Tutor, the rest is up to you."

"Defend Sishui Pass."

Jiang Ziya's expression hardened, and he solemnly replied.

"My lord, I obey the order!"

Di Xin nodded in satisfaction.

Without lingering, he moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of Mystic Light that vanished into the horizon, returning to Chaoge.

Left behind were a group of people, each with their own thoughts, yet all equally deeply shaken.

a long time.

Nezha finally let out a long sigh of relief and slapped Yang Jian on the shoulder.

"Yang Jian! My master is the Martial Ancestor!"

"Hahaha! My master is actually the Martial Ancestor!"

"So you're my senior brother!"