The Human Race's strength had grown weaker and weaker.
It was no longer anywhere near its former height.
It could only cling to life in the Primordial Chaos World.
It was truly hard not to sigh over this.
Thinking back to the Human Race's rise, how glorious had the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors been?
Their fortune had been unmatched, their strength immense, and they had practically become the rulers of the Primordial Chaos World.
However, the Human Race Leader had been shackled by Heaven's Will Hongjun.
In the end, the Human Race Leader had been unable to cultivate.
The Human Race Leader had also been unable to communicate with the Human Race's fortune.
As a result, the Human Race's fortune had become a rootless duckweed, tugged at and siphoned away by those Sages and Heaven's Will Hongjun.
By Di Xin's time, the Human Race had almost no fortune left.
At this sight, Ancestor Minghe's brow furrowed tightly.
Deep contempt for Hongjun and those Sages rose in his heart.
No wonder those Sages and Hongjun had achieved so much.
It was simply because they were so despicable.
Their depravity was far beyond anything Ancestor Minghe had imagined.
Although Ancestor Minghe was bloodthirsty and ugly,
in terms of character, he was still relatively kind-hearted.
When it came to schemes and underhanded tactics, Ancestor Minghe was naturally far inferior.
Now, at last, he had witnessed just how despicable the Sages of the Primordial Chaos World were.
Not one of those Sages was any good.
Each was crueler than the last.
Each was more hypocritical than the last.
You could even say each was more vile than the last.
Saint Zhunti was already shameless enough, wasn't he?
He was already vile and despicable enough, wasn't he?
But compared with