Cursing Out the Future Saint

Chu Yan had gone mad.

When it came to the future development of the human race, he absolutely could not back down—not even an inch.

Don't talk about how disrespecting the Holy Mother violated moral order.

Don't talk about how disrespecting the Holy Mother was treason or unfilial.

In his past life, Chu Yan was a warlord in his own right. What did so-called family bonds mean to him?

If the other party truly cared about kinship, he would risk his life to help. But what if they were motivated by profit?

Chu Yan had experienced too much. He saw through problems with absolute clarity and was certainly not fooled by petty gains.

This was the Primordial Human Race's only chance. If he couldn't secure it, then the Primordial Human Race was doomed.

And he himself would inevitably face the death of body and soul.

"Wretch."

Hongjun erupted in fury. His single hand pressed down, unleashing the terrifying might of a Saint Position.

The entire Primordial sky was filled with a Saint's wrath.

"An ant-like race dares to try and manipulate This Seat? Today, This Seat will destroy you."

An attack brimming with the power of laws descended instantly, hurtling straight toward Chu Yan.

Boom...

Humm—

The power of the Heavenly Dao erupted in an instant. The Primordial Human Race remained unharmed, but Hongjun was forced back repeatedly.

"What?"

"Heavens, even the Dao Ancestor struck and couldn't kill Chu Yan? How is that possible?"

"What kind of race did Junior Sister Nuwa create?"

One by one, their expressions changed drastically. Hongjun's fury soared to the heavens.

"Heavenly Dao, this child is too monstrous. He must be erased, or the General Trend of the Primordial will shift, bringing endless calamity."

Hongjun communicated with the Heavenly Dao, and a golden wheel emerged above his head.

"Is that... the Jade Butterfly of Creation?"

"Heavens, the Dao Ancestor actually brought out the Jade Butterfly of Creation? That is the Dao Ancestor's Dao Artifact, bearing the power of the Heavenly Dao."

"Chu Yan is dead for sure this time."

All the Great Powers of the Primordial were utterly shocked.

"Hmph, a mere ant dares to challenge the might of heaven? Chu Yan, you're still too green."

Above the Demon Heavenly Court, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi spouted arrogant words, gloating over his misfortune.

"A tiny ant, blind to the will of heaven, dares to try and seize the Seven Inches of the Primordial. Now that Teacher has acted, this child can be destroyed."

Taiqing gave a cold smile. It seemed his chance to become a Saint was still within reach.

Yuanshi Tianzun also narrowed his small eyes, staring at Chu Yan. To dare defy Teacher—this was the consequence.

"Chu Yan, this is the will of heaven. Why are you so stubborn?"

Tongtian stepped forward and said:

"Chu Yan, each side take a step back. Becoming a Saint is what matters. I will vouch for you. If I become a Saint in the future, I will surely protect your human race. What do you say?"

Tongtian cultivated by seizing the vitality of heaven and earth. Since the human race had emerged and was blessed by the Heavenly Dao, he could not bear to see the newborn race vanish so soon.

That was why he spoke.

At the same time, the endless Living Beings of the Primordial heard Tongtian's words and felt his great righteousness.

"Chu Yan, you heard Tongtian's words. I will give you one more chance. Otherwise, don't blame This Seat for annihilating you."

Hongjun's Jade Butterfly of Creation had already burst into dazzling radiance.

The Heavenly Dao Laws were glaringly visible, as if ready to strike and destroy Chu Yan at the slightest disagreement.

"Heh."

Chu Yan let out a light laugh and looked at Tongtian:

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you are too kind. I, Chu Yan, thank you for your goodwill. But the human race is of great importance; I cannot back down."

Then he turned to Hongjun, to the endless Great Powers of the Primordial, took a deep breath, and declared loudly:

"Either swear a Dao Oath that the human race willingly bows to Nuwa as the Holy Mother, or the human race would rather face Soul Annihilation than bow its head—not even a little bit."

As his words fell, Chu Yan raised his proud head.

His expression was one of facing death as if returning home.

In that instant, the endless Great Powers of the Primordial seemed to see the unyielding iron will within Chu Yan.

It even made Tongtian see another version of himself in Chu Yan.

Yet the General Trend was unstoppable, and he himself was powerless to change it.

"Bold indeed."

Hongjun let out a roar, and the Jade Butterfly of Creation instantly pressed down.

"Chu Yan, since you refuse to back down, This Seat will erase you. Die—."

Rumble...

Hongjun used the Heavenly Dao Laws to erase Chu Yan, clashing instantly with the power of Heavenly protection.

The two forces intertwined, erupting with a terrifying aura.

Pfft, pfft, pfft—

Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Western Jieyin Zhunti, and countless Great Powers of the Primordial World all spat blood in that instant.

"Chu Yan, go die."

Bang—

Suddenly, the power of Heavenly protection was forcibly shattered by Hongjun.

In that split second, Chu Yan felt the breath of death upon him.

"Hahaha, you want me dead? Then come! Our Primordial Human Race fears no death."

Whoosh—

Chu Yan directly mobilized the Human Race Destiny, using his control over it to manifest a Dharma Body.

"What? How is it him?"

Hongjun's expression shifted dramatically.

The giant phantom formed from destiny above Chu Yan's head was none other than the giant he had seen in the River of Fate.

"So that's it. This is the will of humanity from the future. No, this child Chu Yan must be erased, or the Primordial World is in danger."

Rumble...

The Jade Butterfly of Creation pressed down directly.

"Get back—!"

The phantom above Chu Yan clenched its fist and slammed it fiercely into the Jade Butterfly of Creation.

Chu Yan was gambling.

Only one clump of Nine Heavens Soil remained, enough to create at most one person.

The Primordial Human Race had already emerged, and the Heavenly Dao had sensed them.

Chu Yan bet everything on this—condensing the spirit of the hundred thousand Innate Humans to fight Hongjun to the death.

He bet that Hongjun wouldn't dare truly kill them all and wipe out the human race.

Rumble...

Pfft—

The entire human race spat blood in unison, and Chu Yan himself wilted.

At the same time, the Jade Butterfly of Creation was knocked back, and Hongjun also coughed up blood.

"How could this be? This bastard actually condensed the will and destiny of all hundred thousand Innate Humans to oppose This Seat. He wants to burn everything to the ground with me."

Hongjun's heart trembled, once again feeling he had underestimated this human.

By using the Jade Butterfly of Creation to channel the power of the Heavenly Dao, he could erase Chu Yan at some cost—otherwise, he wouldn't have struck so decisively.

But he never expected Chu Yan to have the ability to unite the entire Innate Human Race.

If Hongjun killed Chu Yan, it meant wiping out all of humanity.

If the Primordial Human Race was annihilated, the General Trend would change.

The Heavenly Dao might not collapse entirely, but it would certainly fall into chaos—an unbearable kind of chaos.

"Chu Yan, you... pfft—"

Hongjun spat another mouthful of blood. This was the price of destroying the Heavenly protection over humanity.

Countless Great Powers watched this scene, at a loss for words.

An ant dared to wound the Dao Ancestor? What the hell kind of creature was this?

"Hahaha, come on! Come kill me!"

Blood still clung to the corner of Chu Yan's mouth, his chest soaked crimson, yet he only grew more frenzied.

"My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's. If Heaven wants me dead, I'll slaughter Heaven. The fate of the Primordial Human Race is decided by humanity itself. Come on, if you've got the guts, kill me! Hahaha."

Chu Yan laughed wildly. Though his aura was depleted, his spirit and will remained undiminished.

"Chu Yan, you scoundrel, how dare you show such contempt for Teacher—this is outright treason!"

"Chu Yan, you vile wretch, how dare you defy the might of heaven—kneel and confess your sins at once!"

"Chu Yan, you reject the mandate of heaven, even deluding yourself into thinking you can defy fate and change your lot—this is all your destined course, so why not surrender without a fight?"

Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti all furiously rebuked Chu Yan.

If he dared to strike at Hongjun, who in this world could still rein him in?

He had to be suppressed—for the sake of their dignity, and even more for their own path to sainthood.

"Hahaha."

But Chu Yan burst into loud laughter:

"You hypocritical faces—I am treasonous? I defy heaven's mandate? I am a vile wretch? Well said, but you lot are no better."

Chu Yan unleashed his full power.