The Protagonist of Heaven and Earth Is Decided
Upon hearing Nuwa, Nuwa frowned slightly, but did not immediately express her opinion.
She fell into deep thought. In theory, it would be advantageous for her whether the human race or the demon race became the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth, since she had both the merit of creating humans and the position of the demon Wa Huang.
In this situation, the best course of action is to observe and wait. She merely glanced at Qing Huan, her gaze carrying a hint of inquiry.
"Snort!"
Seeing that everyone's anger was directed at Qing Huan, the Ancestor Minghe stepped forward with a cold snort. His voice was like the clash of metal, carrying the chilling Malevolent Qi of the Blood Sea. "Yuanshi, Tongtian, why use your power to suppress others? I believe that what Qing Huan said about beating the bear is true!"
Humanity is as weak as ants, and its survival depends entirely on education and upbringing. To put it nicely, we are the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth; to put it bluntly, we are nothing more than puppets and pawns in the operation of the Heavenly Dao!
How can anyone compare to us, the Innate Deities, born of heaven and earth, who have comprehended the Great Dao on their own and whose origins are pure!
Even if the demon race has its flaws, its strongest members are born with innate energy, which is incomparable to the acquired energy of the human race.
Upon Daoist Zhunti immediately clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, but his voice carried a sharp edge:
"Amitabha! Fellow Minghe, your words are greatly wrong! Most demons are creatures with Beasts with Fur and Horns, Creatures Born of Wetness and Eggs, uneducated and ignorant of divination."
In the past, under the rule of the Demon Emperors Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Primordial Wilderness was constantly at war, and resentment soared to the heavens, ultimately leading to Tribulation. This serves as a warning from the past!
In contrast, the human race, though initially weak, is skillful, adept at learning, and possesses boundless potential and reproductive ability, perfectly aligning with the Heavenly Dao order of endless life.
Only when the human race takes the lead can the world recuperate and restore its Primordial Wilderness energy. This is the inevitable trend of Heavenly Dao, and how can it be defied for personal gain?
The Daoist Jieyin also chimed in at the opportune moment, his face showing a sorrowful expression. "Excellent! What Zhunti Brother Zhunti said is absolutely right."
Although humanity has its flaws, it is precisely because of this that it needs the guidance and education of Sage like ourselves to help it understand its true nature and walk the right path. This is also a great Merit."
For a time, the debate within the Purple Cloud Palace raged once again. The Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West basically supported the human race, claiming the moral high ground in their words.
Qing Huan and Minghe, however, insisted that the demon race was more qualified to question the nature of the human race.
Nuwa remained silent. Although Houtu and Gou Mang did not directly support Qing Huan, they did not entirely agree with the human race's position as the protagonist. However, since the Witch Clan had lost its position, it was inconvenient for them to say more.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat on the high platform, still expressionless, as if the quarrel among the saints below was just a few insignificant noises in the operation of the Great Dao.
They didn't say anything to stop it, but simply waited quietly.
The sages debated for a long time and found that none of them could completely convince the other.
Sage such as Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Zhunti eloquently, quoting scriptures and classics to closely link the human race with the general trend of the Heavenly Dao and the Human Teachings, thus gaining complete confidence in the truth.
Although Qing Huan and Minghe spoke sharply, pointing out the weaknesses of the human race and the past achievements of the demon race, they ultimately appeared weak and powerless in the face of the two mountains of "the great trend of Heavenly Dao" and "the sins of the Tribulation", and were unable to reverse the Universe.
The noise gradually subsided.
The sages realized that continuing to argue was pointless, and that the final decision always rested solely with that one person.
They all turned their gazes once again to Dao Ancestor Hongjun on the Dao Platform.
Hongjun's gaze swept calmly across the area below, lingering briefly on Qing Huan. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if he could see through all of Qinghuan's thoughts and resentment, yet they showed no joy or sorrow.
Then, he spoke slowly, his voice still devoid of any emotion, yet carrying an unquestionable and absolute authority:
"The workings of Heavenly Dao have their own principles. The Witch and Demon control Heaven and Earth, their Karma is intertwined, and their malevolent energy fills the wilderness, hence the Tribulation."
Although humanity is weak, its spirit contains infinite variables and vitality, perfectly suited to the evolution of the next era. This is predetermined, not determined by strength or origin.
He paused, then continued:
"Humanity is the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth; its era has been set and cannot be changed."
That one short sentence brought the argument to a close.
Heavenly Dao's destiny!
These four words, as heavy as Primordial Wilderness mountain, crushed all dissenting voices.
The Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing. He simply lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the starlight that shone in them.
The Ancestor Minghe snorted coldly, his blood-red robe billowing, but knowing the situation was hopeless, he said no more.
Hongjun ignored the matter, as if the argument had never happened.
He then looked at Hao Tian and Yao Chi, who were standing respectfully to the side, and with a flick of his sleeve, two beams of spiritual light flew toward the two of them.
A delicate little pagoda, entirely Xuan Huang, exudes a profound aura that suppresses all heavens and harmonizes yin and yang;
A misty, shimmering expanse of water reveals the faint silhouette of a lush peach tree, its branches laden with plump Flat Peach, radiating a vibrant life force that grants longevity and enhances Magic Power.
"Hao Tian, I bestow upon you the Haotian Pagoda, which can suppress the Heavenly Court's Fortune and restore order to the celestial sphere."
"Yao Chi, I bestow upon you the Ren Water Immortal Peach Root of Immortality, to be planted in the Heavenly Court. The Flat Peach that grow there will become a treasure of the Heavenly Court, used to entertain the Gathering of Immortals, and to prolong life and increase merit."
Hao Tian and Yao Chi were overjoyed and knelt down again, accepting the treasure with both hands, their voices trembling:
"Thank you for the treasure, Master! I will certainly live up to your expectations!"
The sages looked at the two Innate Spiritual Treasure, each with their own thoughts. The Haotian Pagoda was a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, possessing boundless power;
The Ren Water Immortal Peach is Innate Spiritual Root with unparalleled wonders.
The Dao Ancestor bestowed these two treasures not only to strengthen the Heavenly Court, but also to show support and expectations for Hao Tian and Yao Chi.
This means that the new Heavenly Court, though newly established, possesses a formidable foundation.
Seeing that everything was settled, the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun gradually became blurred and illusory, and finally disappeared as if merging into the void, leaving only a faint Daoist aura lingering around him.
With the departure of the Dao Ancestor, the invisible oppressive feeling within the Purple Cloud Palace dissipated.
The saints exchanged glances, their expressions conveying their respective attitudes.
Laozi bowed slightly to the empty altar, then stepped out and disappeared into the Purple Cloud Palace.
Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, the Two Saints of the West, and others also bowed and left one after another. Houtu and Gou Mang nodded slightly to Qing Huan and Minghe, and then turned around and returned to the Underworld.
The Ancestor Minghe gave Qing Huan a deep look, then with a flash of blood-red light, he transformed into a blood shadow and fled back to his Netherworld Sea of Blood.
In the blink of an eye, only the Heavenly Venerate Qing Huan and the high, empty Dao Platform remained in the magnificent and silent Purple Cloud Palace.
Inside the Qing Huan Independent Hall, the starlight and Dao aura around him flickered uncertainly. After a long while, he gently exhaled, as if trying to expel all the pent-up emotions in his chest.
I glanced at Hao Tian and Yao Chi. The two of them were holding the treasure, standing there excitedly but also somewhat bewildered, clearly not yet fully adapted to this huge change in status.
"Take care of yourself."
Qing Huan said calmly, and without waiting for their response, he took a step forward, his figure transforming into starlight, and left Purple Cloud Palace.
Instead of returning to his own Dao Field, he headed straight for the Heavenly Court above the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Court of today, ravaged by the final war Witch and Demon, is no longer the glorious scene it once was during the reigns of Di Jun and Tai Yi.
Countless celestial palaces and temples have been reduced to ruins, spiritual veins have been damaged, and spiritual light has dimmed. Only the Lingxiao Treasure Hall at the core and the star palaces corresponding to the All the Stars in the Heavens still maintain basic operation.