Too Embarrassing

Their voices had to reach the heavens and let the Heavenly Dao know that humanity respected only Holy Father Hong Yun.

Even if a Human Religion was to be established, its leader would still be Hong Yun!

At this moment, Taishang Laojun's face was filled with madness.

He was too excited. Today, he had finally succeeded in establishing the religion, and the Heavenly Dao Merit had already responded.

In the next moment, that Heavenly Dao Merit should fall upon him.

Allowing him to prove the Dao and become a Saint.

But...

As the voices of humanity continued to rise and shoot into the rosy clouds,

Rumble!

The merit clouds in the sky also continued to churn.

For a moment, they actually found it difficult to descend.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao seemed to be judging who should receive the merit of the Human Religion.

Establishing the Human Religion meant borrowing humanity's immense destiny to obtain Heavenly Dao Merit.

Humanity's will was the basis for deciding who this merit belonged to.

After a while, it seemed that the will of the Heavenly Dao had made its decision.

Buzz!

A vast and mighty wave of Heavenly Dao Merit suddenly descended, heading toward the summit of Shouyang Mountain.

At this moment, Hong Yun was standing atop Shouyang Mountain, silently watching Taishang Laojun's actions.

From the moment Taishang Laojun began flying into the air and granting humanity the Golden Core Great Dao, Hong Yun had been watching.

By now, all the Heavenly Dao Merit had descended upon him, yet Hong Yun remained calm from beginning to end.

His gaze turned toward Taishang Laojun as though he were looking at a monkey jumping around.

"Ding! Congratulations, host. You have successfully caused trouble and obtained the system reward: Chaos Origin ×1!"

At this moment, before Hong Yun had time to investigate how much Heavenly Dao Merit he had obtained this time, a cold, mechanical voice rang beside his ear.

"Hm? The system gave me a reward?"

Hong Yun was somewhat surprised.

He had thought he would not receive a system reward this time.

After all... could this really count as causing trouble?

Hong Yun was not sure either.

But the system had judged that he had successfully caused trouble and had even given him a reward.

In particular, this reward was something Hong Yun had never heard of before.

Chaos Origin!

What was that?

Just from its name, it sounded incredibly powerful.

Hong Yun remembered that he had previously obtained the Origin of the Light and Darkness Demon God as a reward.

But the Light-Dark Demon God could at most be considered a Chaos Demon God. Compared with the Chaos Origin, they should still be different.

Regardless of what it was, Hong Yun was extremely happy to receive a system reward.

Only then did Hong Yun begin investigating the amount of Heavenly Dao Merit he had obtained this time.

"So much!"

After a brief investigation, Hong Yun's heart immediately blossomed with joy.

He had never expected that the amount of Heavenly Dao Merit he obtained this time would be no less than the merit Nuwa had received for creating humanity.

Last time, Nuwa had created eighty million humans. This time, the destiny of eight hundred billion humans had descended, resulting in an equally enormous amount of Heavenly Dao Merit.

"Heh heh, for the time being, I shouldn't lack the Heavenly Dao Merit needed for cultivation!"

Hong Yun was confident that once he exhausted all this Heavenly Dao Merit, he would definitely be able to break through to the fifth layer of Foundation Building for the Mythical Dao Fruit.

At that time, he would be equivalent to a Saint.

"Hong Yun!"

At this moment, Taishang Laojun, who had been extremely excited, saw that all the vast Heavenly Dao Merit had actually been obtained by Hong Yun and immediately roared.

His expression was hideous.

That was his Heavenly Dao Merit, the merit he needed to prove the Dao and become a Saint.

Yet now, it had been obtained by Hong Yun.

Regardless of the reason, at this moment, Taishang Laojun felt the urge to kill Hong Yun.

Whoosh!

Taishang Laojun's figure flashed, and he appeared before Hong Yun.

The mere tens of thousands of zhang that made up Shouyang Mountain were as easy for a Quasi-Saint Peak expert like him to cross as walking on level ground.

"Hong Yun, you're truly courting death! You said you wouldn't seize humanity's destiny, yet now you've stolen humanity's destiny and taken my Heavenly Dao Merit!"

Taishang Laojun shouted furiously.

At the same time, he waved his hand and offered the White Jade Gourd Staff, his Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Buzz!

A powerful aura erupted from the White Jade Gourd Staff and instantly enveloped Hong Yun.

Hong Yun frowned, glanced at Taishang Laojun, and said, "I did say I wouldn't seize humanity's destiny!"

"But... humanity's destiny was already empowering me. Why would I need to seize it?"

That was right.

He had not seized it, nor did he need to.

Hong Yun was already humanity's Holy Father. Why would he need to seize it?

"You...!"

Hearing Hong Yun's words, Taishang Laojun was so enraged that he nearly lost control. Then, he suddenly understood and widened his eyes in disbelief.

"You're humanity's Holy Father?"

Just now, Taishang Laojun had heard perfectly clearly that the eight hundred billion humans were all calling out to the Holy Father.

He simply had not thought in that direction before. But now, he understood everything in an instant.

Why had humanity refused to acknowledge him as its leader after he established the Human Religion?

Why had the Heavenly Dao Merit descended upon Hong Yun?

All of this was because Hong Yun was humanity's Holy Father.

With humanity's Holy Father here, how could there be any place for him to establish a religion and become a Saint?

"Damn it! Hong Yun, you must die today!"

After understanding everything, Taishang Laojun finally realized that he had been toyed with.

And he had been toyed with thoroughly. From beginning to end, Hong Yun had merely been watching him make a fool of himself.

Whoosh!

Taishang Laojun could no longer restrain himself. He swung the White Jade Gourd Staff toward Hong Yun.

He, a dignified Quasi-Saint Peak expert, was going to beat this ignorant Great Luo Peak cultivator to death with his staff.

Bang!

Then, Taishang Laojun saw only a fist, moving at an incomparable speed, slam into his White Jade Gourd Staff.

And then...

Crack!

The Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure shattered before his eyes into an unbelievable shape.

But the enormous fist did not stop. Instead, it continued rushing toward him.

"This is bad... Ah!"

Taishang Laojun had no time to react before the enormous fist struck him.

He only had time to let out a scream before his entire body flew into the distance at terrifying speed.

A tremendous force traveled from his cheek through his entire body.

At this moment, if Taishang Laojun had been a mortal, he would have understood what it felt like to be struck by a speeding train.

Only after flying hundreds of millions of li did Taishang Laojun finally fall.

Thud!

Like a piece of torn cloth, Taishang Laojun smashed heavily into the ground.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Taishang Laojun's mouth.

"Hong Yun... How could he... be this strong?"

Taishang Laojun's face was filled with horror. After forcing out those words, he fainted.

With one punch, a Quasi-Saint Peak expert had been heavily injured.

This was even because Hong Yun had held back.

After all, he had yet to become a Saint, and Taishang Laojun was still Dao Ancestor Hongjun's eldest disciple.

It would not be wise to draw too much attention at this time.

Moreover, in the future, he still had to pretend to be very weak and allow Kunpeng and Ancestor Minghe to kill his Mythical incarnation. Only then could he confuse Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Otherwise, if he could easily kill even Quasi-Saint Peak experts,

then having his incarnation perish at the hands of Kunpeng and Ancestor Minghe would be far too fake.

In that case, how could the Primordial Violet Qi he had painstakingly refined poison Dao Ancestor Hongjun?

After punching Taishang Laojun away, Hong Yun clapped his hands and looked toward the eight hundred billion humans.

"Holy Father!"

"Holy Father is mighty!"

"Holy Father is invincible!"

Having also witnessed Hong Yun's strength and seeing him punch away such a powerful elder, humanity erupted.

Their Holy Father was actually this powerful.

This was simply humanity's blessing.

"Forget it. Whether humanity can grow stronger and avoid disaster can only depend on itself. The only thing I can do now is teach them truly powerful cultivation techniques!"

Hong Yun sighed.

The things he had obtained from humanity this time were truly too precious.

Leaving aside the boundless Heavenly Dao Merit and the Chaos Origin that Hong Yun had not yet had time to investigate, either one was an extraordinary treasure.

For this reason, Hong Yun could not use humanity up and then simply pat his backside and leave.

Whoosh!

Hong Yun's figure flashed, and he arrived before the eight hundred billion humans.

"Today, I shall teach you cultivation techniques that can truly make you powerful!"

"As for whether you can truly become powerful in the future, that will depend on your own aptitude and hard work!"

Hong Yun said.

"Holy Father, your kindness is immense!"

"Holy Father is mighty!"

"Long live Holy Father!"

Hearing Hong Yun's words, all of humanity erupted with excitement.

They already knew that the so-called Golden Core Great Dao was actually nothing more than the most worthless cultivation technique in the Great Desolation.

But...

The cultivation technique taught by Holy Father would definitely be formidable.

This was humanity's great opportunity to rise.

At this moment,

Taishang Laojun also woke up again.

His expression was somewhat dejected, and he looked extremely disheveled. The robes and Daoist garments on his body had been smashed beyond recognition.

Buzz!

Taishang Laojun circulated his magic power and somewhat recovered his injuries.

At the same time, he changed into a new Daoist robe.

But now, his cultivation realm had already been knocked down by Hong Yun to the late Quasi-Saint stage.

Just like Nuwa, he had been knocked down an entire realm by a single slap—or punch—from Hong Yun.

If word of this spread, it would surely frighten the mighty figures of the Great Desolation.

"No. This matter must not get out!"

Taishang Laojun thought to himself.

After all, this was far too embarrassing.

He was a dignified Quasi-Saint Peak expert, yet he had ended up in such a state.

Not only had he failed to prove the Dao and become a Saint, but he had even fallen by an entire realm.

At this moment, Taishang Laojun wanted nothing more than to cry, but he had nowhere to do so.

Whoosh!

Afterward, Taishang Laojun transformed into a streak of light and flew toward Kunlun Jade Void Palace.

As for going to humanity again?

Even if he were given ten times the courage, he would not dare.

Hong Yun had already cast a shadow over his mind.

If possible, Taishang Laojun never wanted to encounter Hong Yun again in this lifetime.

Meanwhile, the human race.

Hong Yun looked at the eight hundred billion members of the human race before him and prepared to teach them cultivation techniques.

"Let's start by teaching the Innate Human Race!"

"Once the Innate Human Race has achieved success in cultivation, have them pass it down to the Postnatal Human Race generation by generation!"

Hong Yun thought.

After all, eight hundred billion was an utterly terrifying number. If he taught them all by himself, he might not even finish in a thousand years.

If he did as Taishang Laojun had and casually tossed them some trash technique, it would certainly save him trouble, but it would do the human race no good.

Then...

Hong Yun brought three thousand members of the Innate Human Race to Shouyang Mountain.

"Next, I'll teach you different cultivation techniques based on your constitutions and innate foundations! Once you achieve success in cultivation, go and teach the other members of the human race!"

Hong Yun spoke to the three thousand members of the Innate Human Race.

All three thousand members of the Innate Human Race possessed faint traces of magical power cultivation.

With just a sense of them, he could determine the quality of their innate foundations.

He could also determine what kind of cultivation techniques suited them.

After all, different techniques had different requirements for cultivation.

If a technique did not match the cultivator, it might not be impossible to cultivate, but their advancement would at least be very slow.

At that moment, the three thousand members of the Innate Human Race looked toward Hong Yun, holding their breath and not daring to breathe loudly.

Holy Father was going to teach them cultivation techniques, and they were terrified of missing even a single word.

Buzz!