A roar rang out.
Suddenly, a blinding golden light burst above the Human Race and all around Chu Yan.
"Roar—"
A Golden Dragon shot out and coiled through the sky. Then more Golden Dragons appeared out of thin air.
"Roar! Roar! Roar—"
In an instant, terrifying dragon roars drowned out the entire Primordial World. Heavenly Dao Merit was blocked and could not advance even a fraction.
"This... This is a Dragon Soul. How can there be a Dragon Soul?"
"No, this is the will of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans. Have you forgotten Chu Yan's vow? Have you forgotten what the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans said when they willingly gave up their lives?"
At last, every living being remembered.
"If we die, we are willing to become the souls of the Human Race and protect its peace for generations to come."
They saw one hundred thousand Golden Dragons circling above, then rushing together into the Heavenly Dao Merit.
Boom!
A terrifying explosion rang out.
"Disperse!"
A roar resounded across the Primordial World. The Heavenly Dao Merit was forcibly scattered.
"How could this happen?"
Hongjun's expression changed drastically, fury surging through him. Damn those One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans! Even dead, they wouldn't let him have a moment's peace.
The All Saints of the Heavens were also shocked by the sight.
The will of the Human Race was terrifying. Who would have thought it could even scatter Heavenly Dao Merit? Yet the Golden Dragons formed from the will of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans had grown somewhat dim.
"Roar—"
Dragon roars rang out one after another. Then the Dragon Souls of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans all rushed toward Chu Yan.
"This is..."
"Look! The One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans are forcibly lending Chu Yan their strength to keep him alive!"
"What?"
The All Saints' expressions changed, while countless living beings stared on in utter bewilderment.
Taiqing spoke slowly:
"So that's how it is. Chu Yan is also one of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans. Earlier, he willingly sacrificed his life to complete the Human Race's Dao Tradition. But the Human Race cannot be without its Human Race Teacher, so the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans are willing to give up everything to empower Chu Yan, using the Human Race's Destiny to keep him alive."
The All Saints' expressions changed at his words.
Did that mean Chu Yan's ascension to sainthood was now inevitable? And since he lived through the Human Race's Destiny, would he be immortal as long as the Human Race endured?
What in the world was going on?
Fury flared in their hearts. Chu Yan had already been difficult enough to deal with. Now that the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans had empowered him and bound his fate to the Human Race, what were they supposed to do—give up?
Did that mean Chu Yan would be even more brazen from now on?
Sect Master Tongtian, who had left, gave a bitter laugh. Chu Yan had once thought nothing of the Human Race's Destiny, but now he had to rely on it to stay alive.
What a ridiculous turn of events.
Rumble...
Suddenly, from the Human Race's gathering place near Buzhou Mountain, a terrifying wave of light shot into the sky.
In an instant, it stirred the entire Primordial World, as if everything had fallen into a vast whirlpool.
"This... The Human Race's Destiny? Is this the Human Race's Destiny?"
"Who would have thought? The One Hundred Thousand Innate Dragon Souls empowering Chu Yan actually caused the Human Race's Destiny to surge!"
"No, Chu Yan's about to become a saint. That's what caused the Human Race's Destiny to surge!"
The Human Race's Destiny surged with the majesty of Buzhou Mountain itself.
It pierced through the thirty-three heavens in an instant and shot straight toward Chaos.
"What tremendous Human Race Destiny! If it were bestowed upon a single ant, it would be enough to make that ant a saint ten times over."
"Look! The Human Race's Destiny is actually converging on Chu Yan. He's about to become a saint!"
"What? Oh my goodness!"
Across the Primordial World, Five-Colored Radiance stretched for billions of miles, converging on Chu Yan.
"This... The Human Race's Destiny is terrifying. Once Chu Yan becomes a saint, he'll surely be the strongest among the All Saints."
"Exactly. I'm afraid only Sect Master Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation could let him fight Chu Yan to a draw."
"Does that mean one saint in Chu Yan's case could match four saints?"
Hiss—
Every living being drew in a sharp breath.
"Wait."
Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao Saints noticed something.
"The will of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans is trying to suppress the Hongmeng Purple Qi for Chu Yan. They're stopping him from becoming a saint."
Hongjun only gave a cold laugh.
"The will of a mere One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans thinks it can suppress the Hongmeng Purple Qi? How naive."
The One Hundred Thousand Golden Dragons rushed into Chu Yan's body, heading straight for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
But the Hongmeng Purple Qi was far too powerful. Not only did they fail to suppress it, the One Hundred Thousand Golden Dragons suffered devastating losses.
Whirr—
Chu Yan's aura rose again, surging into the Saint Realm.
"No! I can't become a saint. If I do, it'll be too late for the Human Race. I'll have betrayed the hopes of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans, and I'll have betrayed my two lives. I can't become a saint! I can't!"
Roar!
Suddenly, a violent aura burst from Chu Yan.
Sect Master Tongtian, who had been leaving, abruptly stopped and spun around. His expression changed drastically.
"Chu Yan, what are you doing?"
The other saints' expressions changed as well.
"What is Chu Yan trying to do?"
Hongjun was even more shocked. He hurriedly shouted:
"Chu Yan, stop! Your ascension to sainthood is inevitable. If you become a saint, the Primordial Human Race will surely endure for a long time. If you don't, the Primordial Human Race will suffer countless disasters because of you—and may even be wiped out. Stop this at once!"
Hongjun was panicking, and so were the All Saints.
Yuanshi Tianzun, however, looked delighted. It would be best if Chu Yan didn't become a saint; otherwise, he would never get his revenge.
The living beings of the Primordial World were also bewildered. What exactly was Chu Yan trying to do?
They saw violent waves of energy flickering wildly around Chu Yan.
A light of certain death shone in his eyes.
"Hongjun, I told you: I'd rather die than become a Heavenly Dao Saint. I, Chu Yan, will never be the Heavenly Dao's dog. I'd rather die!"
"What?"
"Chu Yan, don't!"
Sect Master Tongtian rushed over, shouting as he tried to stop Chu Yan. How could he not know what Chu Yan was about to do?
"Chu Yan, you fool!"
Hongjun was frantic too, but he couldn't intervene.
"Sect Master Tongtian, my Human Race is deeply grateful for your help. If I die, I entrust the Human Race to your care."
"Chu Yan, you fool! I'm not going to look after the Human Race for you. Stop! Stop right now!"
Sect Master Tongtian roared furiously, but Chu Yan's terrifying aura held him back.
Inside the Ancestor Witch Divine Hall, the Twelve Ancestor Witches saw this and their expressions changed as well.
"Chu Yan, don't!"
Rumble...
Suddenly, above the Primordial Void, Chu Yan's body exploded.
"Hongjun, I, Chu Yan, would rather self-destruct my soul and destroy my foundations than become the Heavenly Dao's dog."
Chu Yan's final roar rang out amid the force of the explosion:
"Even a dog wouldn't become a Heavenly Dao Saint!"
His voice spread across the Primordial World, echoing in the minds of countless living beings.
"Chu Yan, you fool! How could you just die like that? Chu Yan, come back to life!"
Sect Master Tongtian had gone mad. A terrifying killing intent erupted all around him, kicking up clouds of dust across the Primordial World.
The terrifying explosion also sent Hongjun's beard flying.
"Chu Yan, you damn fool! You'd rather die than become my disciple. Fine! Fine! Fine! Just fine!"
Chu Yan's self-destruction left some delighted and others heartbroken.
The Twelve Ancestor Witches wept, while Sect Master Tongtian was overcome with grief.
The Human Way Golden Dragon cried out in sorrow, and the Primordial Human Race knelt as one.
"Human Master!"
Endless cries of grief rang across the Primordial World.
Blood rain fell from the sky.
Heaven and earth mourned together.
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