Human Emperor Takes His Place

High in the sky, the Jiuli Great Witch who were locked in battle with Guangchengzi all paled.

"Leader!"

Ignoring the Xingtian -Heaven-Overturning Seal that Guangchengzi was attacking, Xing Tian took the blow head-on and charged towards Chiyou.

But he had only charged a hundred feet when a dazzling Sword Light arrived first—

The Human Emperor Sword flew from his hand, transforming into a golden rainbow that swept across Xingtian's neck.

"I... am not reconciled..."

Xingtian's headless body still stood, his hands groping, trying to pick up his head.

But the Human Emperor Sword had already invaded his body, completely extinguishing his life force.

This ancient Great Witch finally collapsed.

"Xingtian!!!"

Chiyou's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled to stand up, but the rampant Humanity Dao sword energy within his body made it impossible for him to gather power.

A sharp glint flashed in Guangchengzi's eyes.

"A great opportunity!"

He flashed and appeared behind another Great Witch, the Yushi, and slammed the Heaven-Overturning Seal down!

"Puff--"

Caught off guard, the Yushi's physical body was shattered by the impact, and his Primordial Spirit, which had just escaped, was obliterated by Guangchengzi.

"Slay the Great Witch Yushi and obtain a fragment of the Law of Rain!"

In a short time, the Great Witch of Jiuli fell one after another.

None of the other Twelve Golden Immortals dared to step forward and dissuade Guangchengzi from his madness.

Who knows if Guangchengzi will kill them all after he goes berserk...

The Jiuli has been defeated.

With their leader critically wounded and the Great Witch falling one after another, the morale of the army completely collapsed.

The Yanhuang Allied Army pressed their advantage, their bronze Chariot crushing the fleeing Witch Clan warriors, and a rain of arrows blanketed the sky.

The Wilderness of Zhulu filled with a chilling aura, and besides the corpses of the sorcerers, there were also various Demon Clan who had participated in the battle.

Xiong Tie had already fled when Xingtian fell.

Using a concealment talisman he had drawn from the system, he hid in a crack in the ground, watching the carnage outside, his face ashen.

"It's over, Prison Chief is doomed..."

Just as the Jiuli was about to be completely annihilated, a sudden change occurred.

Endless, Netherworld energy surged from the earth, transforming into a sky full of black mist.

From within the black mist, the figure of a woman dressed in a dark imperial robe and wearing Flat Heaven Crown slowly rose up.

Her face was blurred, only her eyes remained, deep as the netherworld, indifferent as the cycle of reincarnation.

Beside her was a gentle and refined young man.

"Your Empress Pingxin!"

"Chen Tianzu Wu!"

On the battlefield, whether from the Jiuli or the Yanhuang, countless people cried out in alarm.

"Let this battle end here."

Empress Pingxin spoke, her voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable authority.

Guangchengzi's expression changed, and he stepped forward:

"Your Empress Pingxin, this is Human Emperor's Struggle, concerning the Human Way Destiny. As the ruler of the Underworld, is it inappropriate for you to interfere in matters of the mortal realm?"

Chen Tian, standing beside Ping Xin, glanced at him indifferently.

Guangchengzi felt as if he had been struck a heavy blow, let out a muffled groan, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"What? Am I, from the Underworld, not a member of the Humanity Dao?"

Chen Tian glared fiercely at Guangchengzi.

If he dares to speak disrespectfully again, he wouldn't hesitate to send Guangchengzi into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Empress Pingxin ignored Guangchengzi's words and focused her gaze on the heavily injured Chiyou:

"Chiyou, the shamans and humans are one. You have defied the will of Heaven, and your defeat today is entirely your own fault."

Chiyou a bitter laugh, struggling to stand up, but stumbled and knelt down again:

"Ancestral Witch Houtu... I refuse to accept this!"

"When the Witch Clan roamed the Prehistoric World, the Human Race was nothing but ants... Why is it that now, the destiny of heaven and earth has all fallen to the Human Race!"

"The Witch Clan shouldn't have done this..."

A complex emotion flashed in Empress Pingxin's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"The cycle of Heavenly Dao, the changing of fortunes, this is the predetermined course of events."

"But considering your lineage of the Witch Clan, I will spare your life."

"From this day forward, you and the remnants of the Jiuli Underworld will guard the Netherworld and never be allowed to enter the mortal realm again."

"Otherwise--"

Empress Pingxin's gaze swept over the remaining Jiuli warriors on the battlefield:

"The last remaining bloodline of the Witch Clan will end here today."

Chiyou fell silent.

He looked around and saw that there were only about 10,000 remaining Jiuli warriors, all of them wounded and with no will to fight in their eyes.

Then he looked at the corpses of the fallen Great Witch, and at Xingtian's headless body that still stood tall.

After a long while, Chiyou smiled bitterly, then knelt on one knee before Empress Pingxin and Chen Tian:

"Chiyou... is willing to surrender."

The Battle of Zhuolu ended with the surrender of the Jiuli and a great victory for the Xuanyuan.

But the real victory has only just begun.

Three years later, atop Mount Tai.

Ji Xuanyuan, dressed in Twelve-Ornament Imperial Robe, wearing Mian Crown, and holding the Human Emperor Sword, stood atop the altar.

Beneath the altar, the people worship.

Representatives of the Youxiong, Shennong, and Jiuli remnants, along with hundreds of Human Race who had submitted over the past three years, knelt in a dense, dark mass across the mountains and fields.

Further away, countless Human Race craned their necks in anticipation.

Guangchengzi and the other Twelve Golden Immortals, Zhao Gongming, and other Immortal God such as Ying Yuan, Xuan Du, Lin Yan, and Hu Fangyuan all gathered here.

This is the first time since the birth of Human Race that it has truly achieved "unification".

Although this unity is still very loose, at least nominally, Human Race respect Xuanyuan as their "common lord".

"The Great Dao is supreme!"

Ji Xuanyuan raised the Human Emperor Sword high, his voice echoing atop Mount Tai:

"I, Ji Xuanyuan, here today offer sacrifices to Heaven and Earth, and swear an oath to the Human Race!"

"From this day forward, Human Race shall strive unceasingly for self-improvement and uphold virtue to sustain all things!"

"Human Emperor, I shall rule over all people, establish my rule over the land, and ensure that the Human Race continues to thrive forever!"

"If I break this oath, may heaven and earth forsake me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Human Emperor Sword soared into the sky, its Sword Light disappearing into the Yun Xiao.

The next moment, thousands of Auspicious Qi and Myriad Daos of light appeared in the sky above.

Auspicious purple clouds drifted from the east, enveloping the entire Mount Tai.

A soft hum came from the depths of the void.

A seal, entirely dark yellow and engraved with nine coiled dragons, slowly emerged from the void.

The moment the seal appeared, the world fell silent.

Even the Immortal God and immortals hidden in the clouds held their breath.

"Kongtong Seal..."

Guangchengzi murmured, a glint of greed in his eyes, but ultimately he didn't dare to make a move.

This is a supreme treasure of Humanity Dao, and only those who are recognized by Humanity Dao can possess it. Forcibly seizing it will inevitably result in a backlash from Humanity Dao.

The Kongtong Seal slowly descended and landed in Ji Xuanyuan's hand.

The moment he touched it, Ji Xuanyuan trembled violently.

Endless Human Way Destiny converged from all corners of the Prehistoric World and flowed into his body through the Kongtong Seal.

His cultivation level rose steadily.

Mid-stage of Great Luo, Late Grand Unity, Grand Unity Perfection... until the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.

Almost simultaneously, from Shouyang Mountain, two equally vast auras of Humanity Dao soared into the sky.

The figures of Fuxi and Shennong appeared in the void, facing Ji Xuanyuan from afar.

The Three Sovereigns returned to their rightful places, Humanity Dao was restored!

Humanity Dao, from this day forward, shall be a self-contained entity.

"The ceremony is complete!"

Below the altar, the officiant called out.

The people worshipped, and the roar of the mountains and the surging of the sea:

"Greetings to the Xuanyuan Human Emperor!"

"Humanity Dao will forever prevail!"

The sound was like a tidal wave, spreading throughout the vast wilderness.

Holding the Kongtong Seal and with the Human Emperor Sword at his waist, Ji Xuanyuan felt the surging power of Humanity Dao within him and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he was no longer the boy who needed the protection of Immortal God.

He was the Human Emperor Xuanyuan.

He is the Co-Lord of the Human Race.

He is Human Dao Saint.