Human Race Dao Tradition? (Interim period, please follow up!!)

Only then did they see the Golden War God manifested by Chu Yan—different from before, this time it actually carried the rhythm of the Dao.

All Saints' expressions shifted drastically, but Sect Master Tongtian let out a sigh of relief.

Yet in the next instant, the entire Primordial World trembled.

They saw a terrifying surge of Human Race Destiny erupt from Chu Yan's body.

"How can this be? Human Race Destiny hasn't fallen—it's risen instead."

"Look, Human Race Destiny has broken through its previous limit and climbed even higher."

"Heavens, it's still rising. What in the world is happening?"

Countless Great Powers across the Primordial World changed color.

Even the Six Heavenly Dao Saints were greatly alarmed.

How could this be?

Even Hongjun's expression shifted.

"Not good. The Jade Plate of Creation is being resisted. The fate of the human race is about to break free from suppression."

Without waiting for a reaction, Hongjun had already entered the River of Destiny.

"Yuanshi—come and fight!"

With a thunderous roar, Chu Yan's aura reached its peak.

His entire body transformed directly into a dragon shadow, charging straight at Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Bold move, Chu Yan. Die!"

Above the void, a riot of five-colored light dazzled the eyes.

Terrifying ripples spread across the entire Primordial World.

Even the other Saints watched dumbfounded, forgetting they were still inside the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

Sect Master Tongtian, seeing this, was also stunned.

Every last one of them had stopped fighting, all eyes fixed on this dragon-and-tiger struggle.

They saw Yuanshi Tianzun unleashing Saint-level divine abilities, relentlessly suppressing Chu Yan with overwhelming force.

Chu Yan refused to fall behind, his body transforming into a Golden Dragon as he fought back with all his might.

"This... so strong. Chu Yan, just a mere mortal, can actually trade blows with Yuanshi Tianzun in a battle unprecedented and unmatched."

"Is it that the human race is born this formidable, or are the Heavenly Dao Saints merely so-so?"

Everyone was completely stunned. Was this still the Primordial World they knew?

Boom, rumble...

In the sky, Chu Yan was battered and disheveled, and the consumption of Human Race Destiny was terrifying.

With every blow he took from Yuanshi Tianzun, the Golden Dragon conjured by Chu Yan shrank by a measure.

Yet its colors grew even more resplendent.

"Chu Yan—die!"

Suddenly, a jade ruyi appeared out of nowhere, hurtling straight at Chu Yan.

Boom, rumble...

Chu Yan was smashed straight into the Primordial World, carving a ten-thousand-zhang-deep crater into the earth.

"Roar—!"

But in the next moment, a furious bellow erupted, and a terrifying will burst forth.

"Yuanshi—again!"

Chu Yan soared back into the sky.

His ten-thousand-zhang golden body had been beaten down to barely a thousand zhang, and the Golden Dragon's phantom was no more than a hundred zhang.

Yet it had become far more solid.

Finally, at this moment—

"No, that's not right. Chu Yan's Human Race Destiny has been consumed so heavily it's nearly bottomed out. His ten-thousand-zhang golden body has been reduced to less than a thousand zhang. So why has Chu Yan grown even stronger?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out from nowhere.

All the Saints at that moment noticed the anomaly.

"Exactly—how can this be?"

They saw Chu Yan standing in the void, the Killing Spear in his hand turned an even more blood-red.

The Golden Dragon phantom coiled around him, though only a hundred zhang long, seemed all the more vivid and lifelike.

Suddenly, Sect Master Tongtian noticed the difference.

"I see. Chu Yan, what boldness you possess. I, Tongtian, admit I am not your equal."

This was no Human Way Golden Dragon at all—it was clearly Chu Yan's own Dao Tradition.

He never imagined that in just two hundred years since the emergence of the human race, they had already developed a Dao Tradition.

No wonder Chu Yan dared to oppose Yuanshi Tianzun; this was his true backing.

Yuanshi Tianzun also caught on, and immediately flew into a rage, cursing loudly.

"Chu Yan, you bastard! You dare use This Saint as a whetstone? You insult a Saint too far! I will kill you—ah!"

Yuanshi Tianzun had always been narrow-minded; how could he not be furious after realizing all this?

In an instant, the entire sky of the Primordial World was filled with a Saint's wrath.

The Pangu Banner transformed and shot straight toward Chu Yan.

All around, Heavenly Dao Laws manifested—Yuanshi Tianzun was borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao.

"Hmph, well met. Let me use you, a Saint, to properly test what makes this golden dragon of mine different."

"Die!"

This time, the Heavenly Dao Laws coalesced into an Azure Sky Great Sword, hurtling straight at Chu Yan.

"Not good."

Sect Master Tongtian's expression shifted drastically. Yuanshi Tianzun was using the power of the Heavenly Dao to sever the Human Race Dao Tradition.

How could that be allowed?

Just as he prepared to intervene, he suddenly felt an irresistible force descend, instantly suppressing Yuanshi Tianzun.

The next moment, golden light fell from heaven and earth, with dragons soaring and phoenixes dancing as auspicious signs manifested.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

Hongjun appeared.

All Saints immediately bowed.

"Stop this now."

His words became law. Yuanshi Tianzun's Heavenly Dao Laws dissipated in an instant, and Chu Yan's Thousand-Zhang Golden Body also collapsed on the spot.

But the golden dragon coiled around him let out a roar.

"Hmph."

With a single grunt from Hongjun, Chu Yan's golden dragon dispersed on the spot.

Pfft—

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Chu Yan's expression changed drastically.

"Hongjun, you..."

"Chu Yan, silence."

Hongjun immediately rebuked him.

"Look at what you've turned the Primordial World into!"

Everyone then looked and was shocked.

It was riddled with holes, countless living beings dead, mountains and rivers severed at the waist.

If the fighting continued, the Primordial World might collapse entirely—and then the Heavenly Dao Saints would be in serious trouble.

After all, the Primordial World was transformed from Pangu's body, and Pangu's Will had not yet dissipated.

Hongjun was blazing with fury. After glancing at Chu Yan, he turned his gaze to Yuanshi Tianzun.

In his heart, he cursed this fool up and down—used as a whetstone by Chu Yan and still unaware, strutting around showing off his Saintly might.

And on top of that, he used the power of the Heavenly Dao to oppose the Human Race Dao Tradition. If a real battle broke out, it would be a war between the Heavenly Dao and the Human Dao.

The Human Dao had not yet awakened; if war erupted, the Heavenly Dao would surely suffer damage.

But he would not say this aloud.

"Chu Yan, this Seat's seventh disciple—have you made your decision?"

Chu Yan, however, just chuckled. How could he not know what Hongjun was thinking?

This fellow had certainly seen through his methods and sensed the danger.

Looking at Hongjun's gaze, it seemed kind on the surface, but in truth, it hid a warning.

But would Chu Yan be afraid?

"Sorry, a Heavenly Dao Saint? Not even a dog would take that job."

"Chu Yan, you motherf—"

Hongjun instantly lost his composure, nearly cursing out loud.

The other Heavenly Dao Saints were also stunned, even Sect Master Tongtian felt stifled.

Who exactly are you cursing?

"Fine, fine, Chu Yan, you truly have skill. Since that's the case, let each rely on their own methods. This Seat believes you will surely become my Seventh Disciple."

With those words, Hongjun's figure vanished instantly.

The other saints exchanged harsh words as well before dispersing.

Above the void, only Chu Yan and Sect Master Tongtian remained.

"Chu Yan, please, come to my Dao arena for a talk."

Sect Master Tongtian simply raised a single hand, and a Golden Gate appeared, leading straight to Jin'ao Island.

Damn, this...

Chu Yan was dumbfounded. Had Sect Master Tongtian found Jin'ao Island so quickly?

"Please!"

Snapping back to his senses, Chu Yan stepped through. In the next instant, he had arrived at Jin'ao Island.

"Greetings, Saint Tongtian."

On the island, a vast number of Living Beings knelt in worship—so many it was staggering.

Chu Yan couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

No wonder it was called the Ten Thousand Immortals Pilgrimage.

"Heh, you flatter me. Please!"

Sect Master Tongtian genuinely felt goodwill toward Chu Yan.

Once both were seated, Sect Master Tongtian spoke:

"Daoist Chu Yan, you truly keep your talents hidden. In just two hundred years, you've managed to found your own Dao Tradition."

"Hahaha, Sect Master Tongtian is too kind. It's merely a rough outline, but what a pity."

Chu Yan sighed. He had originally planned to use the saint Yuanshi Tianzun as a whetstone to temper his Dao Tradition, and he had been on the verge of a great enlightenment.

But at the critical moment, Hongjun saw through it with a single glance and directly stopped him. This infuriated Chu Yan so much that his Three Corpse Gods leaped in rage.

Sect Master Tongtian smiled faintly. How could he not understand what Chu Yan was thinking?

Yet inwardly, he truly admired him. To dare use a saint as a whetstone—this was indeed the one chosen by the future Humanity Dao.

"By the way, may I ask, Human Master, what do you call this Dao Tradition?"