With no Human Emperor to hold the Human Race together,
it was like a person having their backbone pulled out.
They might still have human form, but could they still sit upright or walk briskly?
They could live.
Yet they would only be barely clinging to life.
They could only sustain themselves by relying on others to give them a mouthful of food. A person without a spine was like someone born crippled—could they truly go on living?
The Human Race handed over the Human Dao's supreme treasure, the Human Dao Seal.
They imprisoned the Human Emperor within Huoyun Cave.
It was no different from breaking a person's limbs and pulling out their spine.
Even if they could survive, they would only be struggling desperately for life, wagging their tails and begging for mercy, waiting for their master to offer them a bite to eat. If their master did not wish to feed them, then they would have to go hungry.
Even if their stomachs rumbled with hunger, their intestines twisting into knots.
Even if they were on the verge of death.
They could never escape this predicament.
How could Sect Master Tongtian fail to see through this? Frowning, he said, "Junior Brother Zhunti, isn't this demand far too harsh?"
"The seal was a magic treasure bestowed upon the Human Emperor only after receiving the recognition of the Human Dao Consciousness. Don't you already have the Kongtong Seal? What do you need the Human Dao Seal for?"
"Besides, even if you wish to take it away, the Human Dao Consciousness may not necessarily be willing to hand it over."
"Whether the Human Dao Consciousness is willing to give it up is one question. Whether Fuxi, the sovereign of the Human Race, is willing to offer it with both hands to