Transition

"The Great Dao changes constantly; there is no need to rush."

"It's only twelve Yuanhui; let's give the Lich some leeway for now."

"The fact that the Lich King now reigns supreme in the Primordial World universe is not necessarily a bad thing."

The Daoist of Morality Heavenly Venerate said indifferently:

"There cannot be two suns in the sky, nor two masters of the Way."

"The more prominent Di Jun becomes, the more uncomfortable Di Jiang feels. And vice versa."

"Once the resources of this Primordial World universe have been divided up by the Witch and Demon Clans..."

"The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan will inevitably fall out sooner or later."

Without the behemoth that was the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate) lurking in the shadows.

The Witch and Demon Clans reigned supreme in the universe for twelve cycles.

Even the powerful and holy figures at the top of both races remained restrained and unwilling to provoke war.

The lower-level cultivators of both races, for the sake of the Dao path, spiritual treasures, divine materials, spiritual roots, and all the resources for cultivation, will inevitably clash sooner or later.

Calamities often accumulate from seemingly insignificant beginnings.

The struggles among lower-level cultivators often involve the positions of middle-level cultivators, who in turn are often entangled in cause and effect with the upper-level deities.

When calamity strikes, it spreads from the bottom up, from the humblest to the highest; no one can escape it.

And then that day arrived.

The cause and effect, the enmity, and the relationship between the Lich and the Demon factions were no longer something that powerful figures like Di Jun Di Jiang could suppress.

"At that time, the race created by Empress Wa will be born."

Even if we immortals all have to leave this stage.

"The Witch and Demon Clans are mutually wary of each other."

"I'm afraid they won't be able to form an alliance."

"As long as the Witch and Demon Clans are not a monolithic entity, there will naturally be room for us to maneuver."

The Daoist Jieyin his hands together, a rare smile appearing on his withered and bitter face:

"Good!"

"Good!"

"What Fellow Daoist Taiqing says is quite right."

"Let him have twelve cycles."

"We'll settle this once and for all, in a future battle of Human Dao, and see who prevails."

"But does this newly formed race have a name?"

Zhou Yuan laughed:

"We have elected him as the ruler of Human Dao."

"It bears the heavy weight of Human Dao's destiny."

"How about we call ourselves 'Human Race'?"

Upon hearing this statement...

The Three Pure Daoists and Jieyin Daoist Zhunti were deeply moved.

I felt as if some unseen cause and effect arose from nothingness, reversing the past from the future, and tightly connecting me with this race that had not yet been created.

After a long silence, everyone finally spoke:

"Good!"

"Excellent!"

"The name 'Human Race' is excellent!"

The Grand Pure Daoist surveyed the crowd and, with a final, decisive statement:

"Since that's the case..."

"The matter of creating the Human Race will be led by Fellow Daoist Taiyuan."

"All lineages must cooperate unconditionally."

Do any of you have any objections?

The assembled Daoists, seated upon the lotus-shaped altar, all nodded in response:

"Since Taiyuan was the first to propose this, it should be done this way."

Human Race's participation in the struggle for Human Dao rights and the war against Attack Heaven are yet to come. Only then will various schools of thought employ their own methods and display their supernatural powers to compete for destiny and merit.

As for now, the matter of creating the Human Race will be left to Taiyuanzi to take charge.

The Grand Pure Daoist then looked at the Daoist Jieyin and the Daoist Zhunti:

Within twelve cycles of time.

"We cannot act rashly against the lich."

"But we can't just sit idly by and watch the lich grow stronger."

"The methods involved are for you two to determine yourselves."

Daoist Zhunti nodded and smiled:

"Don't worry, Dao Brother."

"I Dao Cultivation."

All matters have been explained.

The Grand Pure Daoist then smiled and said:

"Since Teacher Hongjun has issued a decree..."

"It's not good for this old Daoist priest to stay away from Kunlun for too long."

"We'll take our leave now."

"Fellow Daoists, please take care."

"The heavens are vast and boundless, and my Dao flourishes ever more!"

As the majestic divine voice resounded, rays of divine light concealed themselves in the Grand Void, and in an instant, the lotus platform was already empty and invisible.

The Palace of Hearing the Dao was originally packed with people.

Only Zhou Yuan, Zhen Yuanzi, and Meng Po remained.

Zhen Yuanzi said in a harmonious voice:

"Dao Brother Taiyuan."

"The old Daoist priest wishes to travel to the Netherworld with Fellow Meng Po."

Farewell, and may we have another Ginseng Fruit another day.

"I would like to invite you to my residence for another chat, Dao Brother."

After saying that, he nodded slightly.

Meng Po then transformed into two beams of celestial light that soared into the sky and disappeared into the universe.

After the sacred and powerful figures from the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate had left, Zhou Yuan finally let out a long sigh of relief.

It's done!

It's really done!

"If Human Race succeeds, my path will also be fulfilled!"

Slowly suppress the burning desire that rose within me.

He rang the Daoist bell on one side of the altar.

As the bell tolled, the White Deer Attendant and the White Crane Attendant quickly arrived outside the Dao Palace and waited respectfully.

"You all know about the Battle of Grand Void."

"And summon the masters of all the Dharma lineages, the great deities of the four rivers and Eight Streams, and the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas."

"I have something to explain."

The voice of the Patriarch could be heard coming from the Grand Void.

The two Attendant Boys acknowledged and went to convey the Imperial Decree.

These deities and immortals under the rule of the Wuyi Mountain Dao Lineage had been waiting in In Wuyi Mountain for a long time.

Now, the patriarch has issued a summons.

No one dared to be negligent.

However, they quickly gathered at the Palace of Hearing the Dao.

"The Battle of Grand Void"

"The Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate and the Lich and Demon Clans are exchanging sons. The Witch and Demon Clans have a slight advantage due to the benefits of the great formation."

"The Dao Ancestor intervened to end the war, leaving behind a sacred edict."

"Within a single cycle, the Mystic Gate Ancestor shall not easily leave the Daoist temple."

"Within twelve Yuanhui, no one above the Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerate in the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate shall take action against the Witch Clan or the Demon Clan."

A flicker of emotion crossed the eyes of the Lord of Youyang Cave, the Great True Lord Mingxi. He rose and bowed, saying:

"Our ancestor is above."

"If the quasi-saint ancestors of the ancestral court cannot intervene in the dispute..."

"When we fight against the liches, aren't we constantly hampered?"

"In this way..."

How can we preserve the existing power structure of the Daoist lineage?

Zhou Yuan was shrouded in a mysterious and primordial energy, making it impossible to see his expression.

His tone was extremely indifferent:

"Then let him have some leeway."

"Apart from the Four Seas Dragon Lords, the Water Gods of the Four Streams and Eight Rivers, who hold the Authority of Water Element, must remain in the Primordial World."

"From this day forward, all Dharma lineages will be confined to the grotto-heaven."

"It must not be revealed to the world!"

These words caused an uproar among the crowd.

The practitioners here are all those who uphold a particular lineage.

If the lineage and tradition are severed, the spiritual mines, divine materials, and cultivation resources occupied outside will be lost.

Even one's luck and merit.

Their path of cultivation will inevitably be fraught with difficulties.

Therefore, many lineage leaders present immediately wanted to ask questions.

"Grandmaster..."

But before they could even utter their questions, their spiritual senses detected a pair of indifferent and aloof eyes.

For a moment, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

I dare not say another word.

'Throughout these years, he was revered and treated as an ancestor in public.'

'But they have forgotten what the patriarch said; how can we question it?'

'Just comply, just do as instructed!'

Therefore, all the disciples and followers of the Wuyi Mountain Dao Lineage bowed respectfully and said:

"I will respectfully follow the Imperial Decree of the patriarch."

Zhou Yuan gently waved his bamboo staff, and strands of clear light scattered, giving rise to a pure and perfect Dharma intent.

"All Water Essence spirits, Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, you are out there spreading clouds and rain."

Do not contend with the liches.

"Simply safeguard the power over the waterways."

"Protecting one side is sufficient."

Zhou Yuan, having assumed the position of the Water Element Black Emperor, has reached the limit of his authority over the Water Essence Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Even if the Witch and Demon Clans wanted to interfere in the affairs of the Water Essence, it would be in vain.

After all, with the Black Emperor Seal in hand, the rise and fall of the Authority of Water Element rested solely on his thoughts.

Even though the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had seized control of some rivers and lakes on the Primordial Continent.

If Zhou Yuan didn't care, that would be fine. But if he did care, he could strip him of his position in an instant, making him Offended Heaven.

As for the four seas...

Looking down at the respectful Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, Zhou Yuan nodded slightly in his heart.

'Within the Dragon Abyss of the Four Seas, some old dragons still slumber.'

'Although they are old, their supernatural abilities are extremely powerful.'

'Although the Lich King could dominate the Primordial World for twelve epochs.'

'But we, the great masters of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path, merely engage in seclusion and self-imposed isolation; we do not truly Nirvana Gui Xu.'

'If they didn't want to completely fall out with the Ancient Dragon Clan, the Witch and Demon Clans wouldn't have harbored the ambition to annihilate the entire world.'

Although the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and all the Water Essence were filled with trepidation, they still respectfully said:

"This humble deity obeys the Imperial Decree!"

Zhou Yuan comforted him, saying:

"What if we truly encounter an enemy we cannot defeat?"

"Then let's return to our grotto. There's no need for forceful resistance."

After explaining everything.

He then smiled at the crowd and said:

"Since I founded the Acquired Merchant Dao..."

"The cultivation supplies and resources obtained are plentiful."

"Since you have already begun your cultivation within the grotto-heaven..."

"I, the humble Daoist, will simply hold a minor assembly every hundred years and a major assembly every ten thousand years."

"Disciples from all lineages may participate."

"The amount of resources that various lineages can obtain over the next hundred years will be determined by their ranking."

Seeing the disciples and followers below light up their eyes, Zhou Yuan clapped his hands and laughed:

"You've probably been eyeing my possessions for a long time!"

Everyone laughed.

He hurriedly replied that he dared not.

Zhou Yuan then said:

"This humble Daoist priest cultivates in seclusion in the Wuyi Mountains."

"One hundred years can be spent preaching every ten thousand years."

"If you have nothing to do, you might as well come and listen to my lecture."

These words dispelled all doubts among the crowd.

It's only twelve Yuanhui.

The greatest opportunity is to be able to cultivate alongside the patriarch.

Moreover, judging from the meaning behind the patriarch's words...

In the future, during my cultivation, I will not even lack resources for my disciples.

If that's really the case.

"Our Wuyi Mountain Daoist lineage is about to undergo a transformation."

'After twelve cycles...'

'When he is reborn.'

'It could even make up for the current predicament of lacking a mainstay.'

'To truly become an ancient lineage, a Celestial Venerable's lineage.'

Just as the patriarchs and eminent monks of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate in In Wuyi Mountain were plotting to seize the destiny of Human Dao.

Sitting upright in the Ling Xiao Palace, overlooking the universe, the spirited Di Jun suddenly felt a jolt in his mind, and his Primordial Spirit Consciousness Sea stirred.

"Who is plotting against me?"

"Who is shaking the destiny of our race?"

"Taiqing? Jieyin? Or Taiyuan?"

Di Jun murmured softly.

A pair of eyes, as bright as the sun, reflected the scene in the Grand Void. In that scene, beams of clear light shot straight into the Yunxiao from within the Wuyi Mountain Daoist temple, their colors seven-colored, surrounded by various strange phenomena.

It is clear that a group of powerful and sacred figures from the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate have settled in In Wuyi Mountain.

Di Jun's mind stirred.

The [River Diagram] and [Luo Shu] in front of him emitted streams of Innate Spiritual Energy, and as the energy surged, lines of cause and effect spread out.

Di Jun looked eastward, where the [Taiji Diagram], with its Yin and Yang fish encircling each other, was completely obscured from beginning to end.

He looked westward, where the Pangu Banner unleashed a chaotic sword aura that shattered the primordial chaos and disrupted the secrets of Heavenly Secrets.

Di Jun grunted and looked south.

There, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian roamed freely, their deadly intent stirring the entire universe.

He dared not calculate, and looked northwards again.

There are no spiritual treasures here to suppress karma.

However, the causal chain was disrupted by the combined efforts of several powerful immortals.

Di Jun withdrew his gaze, his face remaining completely expressionless.

This was a result he already knew before he even began his calculations.

This has simply proven it once again.

"Those immortals are indeed plotting against me."

He snorted coldly.

But deep down, he didn't care.

Twelve eras reigned supreme throughout the universe.

There are so many things we can do!

"Reveal my decree."

"Effective immediately."

"The Demon Clan rules the heavens, the Witch Clan rules the earth."

"Throughout the universe, only our two races reign supreme."

"All the minerals, spiritual materials, spiritual caves, and sacred mountains belonging to the various sects and lineages of the Xuanmen Path can be obtained through conquest."

As Di Jun's decree spread to the ears of the Demon Clan race.

The demons, who had been suppressed by the disciples of the Dao lineage, suddenly became excited.

At first, some Demon Clan hesitated to take the initiative because they were wary of the supernatural powers and magical treasures of the Daoist disciples.

Until a Great Demon at the Heavenly Immortal realm sacrificed a Daoist academy.

This angered the Great Master of a certain lineage.

He was crushed to death with a single finger.

Later, this Great True Lord was discovered by a demon god of the Demon Clan race who was passing by and was killed in Niutou Mountain.

However, no powerful Dao Lord master from the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate court came forward to seek justice.

It seems the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate is truly failing!

It seems our Demon Clan has truly risen to prominence.

This discovery was like a bucket of cold water poured into a boiling oil pan, making the demons feel both excited and thrilled.

Then, some audacious Demon Clan transformed into a hundred-foot-tall divine body and stormed into a Daoist temple.

There was an unruly and extremely ferocious old demon that devoured everything within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Even more ambitious is the Demon Clan Taiyi, who desires to seize the Great Luo Dao Fruit and be seated at the table. He intends to overthrow a lineage, seize its foundation, and achieve his own merit.

A chaotic scene unfolds as one act ends and another begins; the land is a blood-soaked wasteland!

"Hehehe!"

"Old Daoist priest, three thousand years ago, in order to refine a batch of elixir, you ventured ninety thousand miles into the Great Wilderness, slaughtering all the descendants of our ancestor."

Despite the patriarch's earnest pleas, his heart remained as hard as stone.

"Today, I will refine all your disciples and followers from this mountain, to console my poor children and grandchildren."

On a sacred mountain, there is blood and decay.

Above the sky, a celestial dog, three thousand feet tall, devoured the sun and moon, its gaze dark and ferocious as it stared at the old Daoist robe-clad man standing atop the sacred mountain.

In the past, the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate was incredibly prosperous and powerful.

This old ox-nose has a powerful lineage behind him.

Even if one's own supernatural powers and magical abilities are superior to his, one still has to fawn over him.

But nowadays...

The old celestial dog sneered, and a dazzling silver light from its mouth swept across the sacred mountain, instantly devouring all the living beings on it.

Chewing the bloody food in his mouth, he felt the spiritual energy nourishing his body.

The old demon's eyes lit up.

In an instant, it transformed into a gust of demonic wind and flew towards another sacred mountain.

This scene unfolded across the Primordial Great Land, in countless corners.