Outside the Jade Void Palace.
Watching the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yun Zhongzi, and Immortal Weng of the South Pole happily gather together, Randeng stood expressionlessly before the hall, watching Guangchengzi and the others descend the mountain.
Yet beneath Daoist Randeng's calm gaze lay hysterical rage and jealousy. He roared inwardly without end, Why?! Why?! My cultivation has already reached Perfected Great Luo Golden Immortal, and I'm only half a step away from attaining the Dao as a Quasi-Saint. Why would Master give such a wonderful opportunity to guide the Human Sovereign to trash like Guangchengzi, who is only a Late Stage Great Luo Golden Immortal?!
Favoritism! This is blatant favoritism!
He says he made me the Vice Sect Master, but not a single person in the entire Chan Sect treats me as one of their own!
No matter how furious and unwilling he was, Daoist Randeng did not dare think of Yuanshi's name.
He feared Primordial Lord of Heaven might sense it.
Another thousand years passed for the Human Race!
Under Jiang Shinian's governance, the Human Race's prosperity had already reached the potential of a hegemon!
They were incomparably powerful!
Yet without pressure from external enemies, and with the race prosperous and well-provided for, many conflicts shifted inward.
The various tribes frequently clashed with one another.
Some even knew that Jiang Shinian was about to complete his merits and return to his position as the Earthly Emperor, and their restless hearts could no longer be contained.
Those with ambition all had their eyes on the position of the next Human Race Co-Lord!
Disputes had even begun to erupt.
Powerful tribes began conquering and attacking nearby tribes in order to strengthen themselves.
War broke out throughout the Human Race.
Even if Jiang Shinian wished to suppress it, he had the