Diqiu Falls, Prime Minister Xia Perishes, Xia Sacrifices End, and the Struggle for Dao Lineage Intensifies

Diqiu City, this ancient capital will turn into purgatory with the arrival of Han Zhuo's son.

The son of Han Zhuo, wearing Mysterious Ice Demonic Armor and holding "Ice Soul Profound Halberd" in his hand, exudes a biting coldness and a rich blood-smelling demonic aura.

At His command, a hundred thousand demonic troops with red eyes and soaring evil spirits rushed towards Diqiu City like a flood bursting from a dike.

The once indestructible Imperial Hill, under the cold light of "Ice Soul Profound Halberd", the city walls shattered like paper.

The Xia Hou Clan soldiers guarding the city and the tribal monks who yearned for Great Xia, amidst Prime Minister Xia's roar of "Revive Xia Si, kill Han Bandit!", burst out their final bloody courage.

The fierce collision of sword lights and demonic energy Demonic Arts, the sound of weapons clashing, the explosion of spells, and the screams of dying people intertwined together, playing a tragic and desperate elegy.

Prime Minister Xia, the Xia Hou Clan leader, wearing the battle armor passed down from his ancestors, holding Jade Yue that symbolizes Royal Authority, fought bloody battles among the ruins.

His eyes were firm, but deep in his eyes there was unbreakable sadness, anger and unwillingness.

Every time Jade Yue slashed, it roared like a dragon's roar, killing several Han Zhuo demon soldiers. However, the demon army came like a tide, and they were not afraid of death.

He watched with his own eyes the Zhen Guan Clan leader being pierced through the chest by an ice spear, watched the Youyu Clan warriors being swallowed up by the demonic flames, and watched the people who followed him turn into withered bones under the magical power...

Xia Xiang's heart was bleeding, but the battle ax in his hand became heavier and heavier.

"Xiang! The situation is over! Leave quickly!

Leave a trace of blood for Xia Si!"

The loyal Xia Hou Clan veteran roared, blocked a fatal Ice Soul Profound Light with his body, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture and shattered.

Prime Minister Xia looked around with tears in his eyes. There were not many defenders left in Diqiu. Han Zhuo's Demon Army was approaching the palace step by step.

"Pour! Han Zhuo If you go against the will of heaven, you will be punished by heaven!" Prime Minister Xia glared at Pour, who was walking in blood, and his voice was hoarse but like thunder.

There was a cruel and joking smile on Po's face, and his cold eyes said, "God's punishment? My father is God!

Prime Minister Xia Today is the day when your Xia Hou Clan orthodoxy will be completely cut off! Kill!"

With a wave of Ice Soul Profound Halberd in his hand, the boundless cold air intertwined with the bloody demonic air, and he struck down hard!

"Clang!"

Jade Yue screamed, and the clear light was completely dimmed.

Although Jade Yue is the symbol of Human King and contains Human Dao Destiny, the light becomes increasingly dim in front of Demonic Halberd, which was created by Han Zhuo with the blood of millions of people.

Prime Minister Xia The tiger's mouth cracked, and the blood stained the ax handle red.

The huge force knocked him flying and hit him hard against the broken stone pillars of the palace.

"Poof!"

After all, there is a disparity in strength. Ice Soul Profound Halberd penetrated Prime Minister Xia's chest!

The extreme cold instantly froze his bloodline and soul, and demonic energy rushed in crazily, devouring his vitality.

Prime Minister Xia's body stiffened, and the look in his eyes quickly dimmed.

He stared at him tightly, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a heavy sigh.

With endless unwillingness and concern for his unborn child, Prime Minister Xia collapsed.

Human King, which represents the orthodoxy of Daxia, is cut off!

He smiled wildly and pulled out Demonic Halberd, licking the hot royal blood on the top of the knife, with a magic light in his eyes.

"Prime Minister Xia is dead! Massacre the city! Blood sacrifice! No one will be left alive!"

With this order, Han Zhuo's Demon Army, who had already been unable to contain himself for a long time, went completely crazy.

Diqiu was completely destroyed.

Cries, pleas, and curses were drowned in the bloodthirsty killing of the Han Zhuo's Demon Army.

Millions of Human Race in Emperor Qiu, old, weak, women and children, were all driven around the huge altar in the city.

Stand on the top of the altar, hold Ice Soul Profound Halberd high, and recite the evil incantation given by Han Zhuo.

The huge Demonic Formation lit up with the altar as the center, and the scarlet light enveloped the whole city.

In despair, countless creatures were drained of their essence, blood and soul by the invisible power of Demonic Formation, which turned into thick bloody torrents, converging on Xiang Shu and the Demonic Halberd in his hand.

The screams went straight to Yunxiao, the sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon became dim, resentment, Death Qi, and karma spread like real Black Fog, turning Emperor Qiu into a world of ghosts.

Emperor Qiu, the capital city that carried Xia Hou Clan's last hope, turned into a dead ruin and scorched earth, leaving only the sky-high resentment and pungent blood lingering.

Emperor Qiu's shocking blood sacrifice was like throwing a spark into a boiling oil pan, completely detonating the already overwhelmed Mortal Realm.

Han Zhuo was perched high in the cold capital, and through Devil Dao's secret method, he sensed the influx of Emperor Qiu's massive essence, blood and soul, with an intoxicated and ferocious smile on his face.

After digesting this information, Han Zhuo's aura became even more unfathomable, demonic flames rolled around his body, and countless wailing shadows of Wailing Souls faintly emerged.

"Power! This is the true avenue! All spirits are material, and all living beings are under my control! Hahahahaha!"

Han Zhuo laughed wildly, and the laughter spread throughout the Han capital, making all the subjects tremble. Handu was completely reduced to the Demonic Realm, who regarded life as nothing.

The wasted death of millions of creatures in Diqiu produced an unimaginable torrent of karma.

The Karmic Cause and Effect thread between heaven and earth was violently stirred by this heinous sin and became chaotic.

The rich calamity aura is no longer diffuse, but sweeps and spreads like a storm, causing chaos in the sky wherever it passes.

Or the land is bare for thousands of miles, or the floods are raging, or the plague is rampant.

The hostility, greed, and fear in people's hearts are infinitely magnified, Breakdown of Ritual and Music, and moral decay.

The careerists who were already ready to take action now found the best excuse and opportunity.

Except for the sporadic remnants of the Xia Hou Clan, such as the escaped Zhen Guan Clan, Zhen Ji Clan tribesmen, and a few tribes such as Youyu Clan who have always been loyal to the orthodoxy of Daxia.

They are still secretly accumulating strength, gritting their teeth and vowing to "kill Han Bandit and restore Daxia", the entire Human Race territory has completely fallen into Era of Great Strife.

What is even more frightening is that those ancient imperial clans inherited from Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors can no longer sit back and watch!

Xuanyuan Clan Some radical ethnic groups are full of blood and believe that this is an excellent opportunity to revive Yellow Emperor's achievements and establish an orthodox tradition.

Although Shennong Shi felt sorry for the loss of life, but seeing Han Zhuo's perverse behavior, some leaders believed that they must stand up to stabilize the situation, and some even wanted to open up New Dynasty.

Fuxi Clan is proficient in deduction and has fierce internal debates.

One group believes that destiny has not been revealed and neutrality should be strictly observed.

The other group believes that there is an opportunity to repeat the gossip and Stabilize Heaven and Earth in the chaos.

Descendants of Emperor Ku Gaoxin Clan, Zhuanxu descendant Gaoyang Shi, these two Great Emperor descendants are also divided. Some want to protect the country and the people, while others are ambitious and want to Zhulu Central Plains.

Overall, among the Human Race descendants of the emperor passed down from Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, more than half of them, driven by the stimulation of tribulation energy and ambition, have made great efforts to recruit heroes and show their own banners.

They are no longer content to settle in a corner, but are going to compete for the supreme Dynastic Dao Lineage authority!

Mortal Realm, has completely entered an era of wars and wars.

The violent riot of calamity and karma in the world attracted the attention of many Great Divine Ability User and Great Luo Dao Lord from Primordial World.

Ziwei Imperial Palace.

Lu Yuan opened his deep eyes, and Great Formation of the Stars's starlight slowly circulated, clearly reflecting the blood of Emperor Qiu and the karma of calamity spreading like boiling sewage.

His expression was indifferent, without sadness or joy, as if he were overlooking a chess game.

"Human Dao Tribulation Waves, it's getting worse and worse. Han Zhuo is deeply possessed, Self-Destruction is not far away.

Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Emperor's descendant enters and entangles the tribulation energy, which is the opportunity for Dao Lineage Evolution and Dao Fruit to be conceived.

However, my luck in Qingxuan has been consolidated, and the water here is muddy, so I don't mind going through it."

Shaking his head slightly, his eyes have long been cast on the higher Hunyuan Dao Realm. The karma Karmic Cause and Effect in this world is far less important than his own understanding of the great road.

Fire Cloud Cave.

In the peaceful and quiet Cave Heaven Blessed Land, the atmosphere is solemn at the moment.

Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors's figure surrounded him, his gaze penetrated the space and fell on the devastated world.

Sage Emperor Fuxi frowned, and the hexagrams on his fingertips were uncertain, and he sighed, "The aura of calamity clouds the heavens, which is a sign of great misfortune.

Han Zhuo The sins of this beast are so great that Karma Fire is only about to be burned to death.

However, in the battle of Diqiu, Xia Hou Clan Direct Lineage was almost impossible, and the fate of the Daoist order was at a loss...

Fortunately, a posthumous son is still alive, this is A Glimmer of Hope, and it is also the key to future variables."

Sage Emperor Shennong showed compassion, and the brilliance of Medicine Hoe in his hands seemed to be soothing the wounds of the earth.

"How sad it is to lose all life!

Han Zhuo magic blood sacrifice is contrary to human relations and heaven.

Although it is inconvenient for us to directly intervene in the calamity of humanity, we have the unshirkable responsibility to protect the orphans and maintain the vitality of Human Race."

He cast his gaze in the direction of the Youreng Clan with a trace of fatherly concern.

Sage Emperor Xuanyuan wears Xuanyuan Sword, and his fighting spirit rises faintly, but unfortunately he is restrained by the rules of heaven and humanity.

"Hateful! If it weren't for the restraint of heaven, I would mention Xuanyuan Sword and kill this demon myself!

Han Zhuo treats me Human Race like a piece of grass, and this hatred is irreconcilable!

If our descendants are really serious, they should put slaying demons first instead of rushing to compete for the title!"

Great Yu Sage Emperor looked at Nine Cauldrons Totem, who symbolized his own achievements, as the cracks deepened due to the impact of the cold country's luck, and his face looked sad.

"I cast Nine Tripods to guard the luck of Human Race and to consolidate the mountains and rivers forever. I didn't want to be tainted by this evil calamity!

Han Zhuo is based on rootless evil energy, and its national destiny is like a castle in the air.

This son... carries the last legacy of Daxia. I hope he can inherit his father's ambition and reunite with the light of Nine Tripods."

Although Fire Cloud Cave Sage Emperor was furious at Han Zhuo's atrocities, he was limited by the fact that he could not directly come to the world to put an end to the chaos, so he could only place his hope in destiny.

Netherworld Sea of Blood.

Feeling the surge of Blood Qi and resentment in the world, Ancestor Minghe let out a hearty laugh.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Han Zhuo This boy has captured the essence of my Devil Dao!

This overwhelming Blood Sea resentment is the supreme material that nourishes my Asura Clan and Yuantu, Abi swords!"

Having said that, Minghe secretly guided more overwhelming Blood Sea resentment to pour into the Blood Sea, and even sent low-level Asura or devil incarnations to sneak into the world.

Add fuel to the fire in this chaotic situation, spread the Devil Dao concept of killing and chaos, in order to establish the foundation of the Asura Teachings orthodoxy in the chaotic world.

As for other Great Divine Ability User, such as Queen Mother of the West, East King Duke, etc., they may wait and see carefully or start looking for human agents.

Demon Master Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi, etc. chose to hibernate because they were afraid of their karma.

For a time, all kinds of overt or covert Divine Sense intertwined on the land of Primordial World, and countless chess pieces were dropped.

The great chess game in the world has become even more turbulent due to the fall of Emperor Qiu and the madness of Han Zhuo.

It has truly become a arena for Great Divine Ability User games and orthodoxy battles, and the chaos of demons is getting more and more intense.

Just when Diqiu City was broken, Han Zhuo's Demon Army rushed into the palace and started killing people in chaos.

Deep in the palace, an inconspicuous secret passage to the side hall quietly opened.

Mrs. Prime Minister Xia, Hou Min, the daughter of a noble family born in the Youreng Clan, is as pale as paper at this moment.

She tightly protected her bulging belly with one hand, where the last bones and blood of Prime Minister Xia were being nurtured.

Hou Min's eyes were filled with tears, and she almost fainted from the intense grief, but the baby in her belly gave her unimaginable strength.

Under the desperate protection of several dead soldiers, Hou Min used the secret passage in the palace to avoid Han Zhuo's Demon Army's sharp attack.

"Madam, leave quickly! Go to the Youreng Clan! Save the blood for King Prime Minister!"

A Xia Hou Clan dead soldier struggled to push away the charging demon soldiers, and was instantly pierced by several spears. He screamed with all his last strength.

Hou Min Heartbroken, she took one last look back in the direction of the main hall of the palace, as if she could see her husband's fallen figure through the palace walls.

Holding back her grief, Hou Min felt the uneasy restlessness of the baby in her belly, and a strong belief supported her.

"Xiang, our child... he will definitely come back and restore Xia Si!"

Without any further hesitation, Hou Min staggered towards the exit of the secret passage leading outside the city on the bloody road opened by the only remaining dead soldiers at the cost of their lives.

Their figures were like sparks swaying in the storm, disappearing into the blood-filled sky of Emperor Qiu.

Several months later, Hou Min, who had gone through untold hardships and endured all the sufferings of the world, finally arrived at the territory of his mother clan, Youreng Clan.

Leader Youreng Clan burst into tears when he saw his haggard but resolute-eyed daughter, and the blood in her belly that carried Xia Hou Clan's last hope.

He immediately ordered the message to be blocked, and devoted all his efforts to secretly protecting Hou Min.

Under heavy protection, Hou Min gave birth to a baby boy.

The baby's cry was not loud, but it seemed to carry some power that penetrated the haze.

When the cry of a baby sounded in the stone house of the Youreng Clan tribe, Great Desolation World suddenly stopped.

Above Firmament, the daytime stars appear!

Ziwei Enclosure Emperor Star suddenly burst out with an unprecedented bright light. A thick Purple-Gold Light Pillar ignored the limit of day and night, penetrated the clouds, penetrated straight down, and vaguely pointed in the direction of the Youreng Clan.

Lu Yuan stood on the Ziwei Imperial Palace and looked at Western Lands in the distance, Profound Yellow Qi's whole body trembled slightly. "Heavenly Mandated Sage King... actually aroused Zhou Tian Xing Dou's resonance?"

At the same time, above the sky, red glow suffused Heavenly River, and Phoenix's phantom passed by Jade Book.

The black turtle's shadow leaps out from the Yellow River, and the hand of Holy Emperor Fuxi playing the harp in the Fire Cloud Cave suddenly presses the trembling strings.

Xia Hou Clan Destiny Totem, which was on the verge of being extinguished, burst into golden flames!

The karma entangled on the totem and the blackened demonic energy and cracks caused by Han Zhuo's usurpation of the country were quickly faded and healed in the golden-red flames!

The charred Nine Cauldrons Totem lost its magic aura in the firelight, and the broken Karma Thread crazily reorganized.

Primordial World On the earth, all the scattered Xia Hou Clan survivors felt severe pain in their hearts, but warm currents surged from the depths of their blood.

Shouyang Mountain Eight Sceneries Palace, Sage Taiqing Fly-Whisk swipe, Taiji Diagram's shadow reflects the condensed Profound Yellow Merit Cloud above Youreng Clan!

These are the two generations Great Yu and Xia Qi, Xia Hou Clan Human Emperor, and the legacy they left behind to protect their descendants is revived under Human Dao Appeal!

At the same time, Overall Human Race Destiny, amidst the heavy depression and chaotic killing caused by Han Zhuo's blood sacrifice, was slightly shaken by this baby boy.

Although it was not enough to dispel the pervasive aura of calamity, it was like a candle in the darkness, swaying tenaciously upward.

Fire Cloud Cave.

Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Dao Fruit vibrates at the same time.

Sage Emperor Xuanyuan pressed Xuanyuan Sword around his waist, and Great Yu's eyes penetrated the cave, solemnly with a hint of relief and expectation.

Biyou Palace.

Sect Master Tongtian suddenly stood up, Immortal Slaying Sword Formation Diagram behind him was uncertain, and the teachings of A Glimmer of Hope vaguely resonated with the opportunity for the rebirth of humanity at this moment.

"Sage King Descends, here is the opportunity!"

Yuxu Palace.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate frowned and deduced, Yuqing Immortal Light reflected the scene of the new life's luck and the cold country's demonic energy strangled like chaos, and finally turned into a sigh and closed his eyes, choosing to continue to wait and see the situation become clear.

Wa Huang Palace.

Empress Nuwa caresses Rivers and Mountains Painting. In the picture, Human Race is in the northwest of the territory, where Youreng Clan is. A ray of light stubbornly breaks through the thick tribulation aura.

Mount Sumeru.

Daoist Jieyin looked sad, and Daoist Zhunti's eyes flashed, as if he was trying to figure out the chance of getting married.

Netherworld Sea of Blood.

Ancestor Minghe Under the seat Karmic Fire Red Lotus light and dark are uncertain, Blood Sea is churning.

"What a blessing from heaven and earth...Heavenly Mandated Sage King? What a talent for great calamity!"

In Handu, Han Zhuo, who was immersed in the pleasure of power expansion, felt his heart shrink suddenly!

Nine-Headed Demonic Bird Totem, which he relied on to prove his truth and swallow his luck, let out an extremely shrill scream.

The strong resentment surrounding the totem and the throne was cut off by nearly 30% out of thin air by an invisible yet powerful force!

"Sage King Descends...Child of Destiny..."

Han Zhuo's Demonic Eyes instantly turned red, penetrating the void and firmly locking the direction of the Youreng Clan.

Under the throne, the "Nether Blood Thorn" that helped him kill Da Yi and was soaked in resentment vibrated and buzzed crazily, conveying an unprecedented warning sign.

A chill came from the depths of his soul, like Heavenly Dao Executioner's Blade hanging on his neck, Han Zhuo felt a fatal threat.

"Search! Slaughter them all! Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"

All the remnants suspected of being Xia Hou Clan would rather be killed by mistake than let go!"

Han Zhuo's roar tore through the silence of the cold capital, and violent demonic energy rose into the sky, but it could not suppress the fear growing in the soul.

He clearly sensed that the more frantically he killed to eliminate the "remnants", the stronger the sense of threat from the new life became, and the calamity fire that entangled him had the potential to backfire and burn his body!

Youreng Clan tribe.

The swaddled baby boy had a tiny Nine Cauldrons Phantom flashing between his eyebrows.

The Mysterious Tortoise Jade Book that accompanied his birth into the world turned into a stream of warm light and quietly disappeared into his body.

In the Youreng Clan tribe's land, Dry Well emerges from Sweet Spring, and new green sprouts from the scorched earth, which is in line with the ancient motto "Sage King appears, and all things are born".

And deep in the Primordial World earth, the Nine Provinces Earth Veins that was wailing and breaking due to the fall of Emperor Qiu, actually heard a faint rhythm at this moment.

Seeing this vision of heaven and auspiciousness of humanity, leader Youreng Clan naturally knew that the baby boy was extraordinary and a person with a destiny.

He personally picked up the baby and looked at those clear but persevering eyes. Leader Youreng Clan said solemnly:

"This son was born in a calamity. He should inherit his father's ambition. He should be young but healthy, strong and prosperous! He is called 'Shao Kang'!"

The infant Shao Kang became the last fire of Great Xia Dao Lineage in the world!

Hidden dragon in the abyss, waiting for the storm!