Hong Huang: I, the Human Emperor, Madly Writing Books to Create Emperors Section 20

Tens of thousands of the Human Race turned to white bones, becoming ashes of tribulation!

Before the Tribulation had even arrived, the Human Race had already become ashes!

The old, weak, women, and children had no power to resist—they couldn't even withstand a trace of the aura leaked by a powerful Demon Race expert, their bodies exploding and dying!

As for the strong, though some had set foot on the new Path of Transcendence, they had no time to grow.

Under a single thought from a Great Luo, they had no strength to resist even!

Then, the surging tide of the Demon Race charged toward the largest Primordial Tribe of the Human Race.

Xuanyuan Shi!

"Run!!!"

Xuanyuan Shi leaped up, shouting hoarsely!

Xuanyuan Shi, who possessed the greatest combat strength of the Human Race at present, was actually going to face a Demon Marshal!

That was a powerful Demon Marshal at the Great Luo Realm!

A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal they had once dared not even dream of!

An existence so mighty that even its mere aura could kill them!

"Go!!!" Xuanyuan Shi roared, his hair disheveled, his lips beneath his thick beard nearly bloodless as he yelled at the Human Race within the tribe.

By his side stood three great cauldrons!

And several strange flames floated and sank!

"Golden Immortal? Then I'll start with you!"

Flying Sickle's gaze locked onto Xuanyuan Shi, finding it quite surprising that he could withstand his pressure.

Then he turned his attention to the divine objects swirling around Xuanyuan Shi!

His pupils contracted!

Those were actually several powerful divine artifacts no less than the spiritual treasures of the Primordial World!

"Youchao! Take the clansmen to the Holy Land at Shouyang Mountain! The Holy Mother's manifestation is there, and the Human Emperor's master as well! Bring these children and preserve the spark of our Human Race!"

Suiren Shi's eyes were wild, nearly screaming at Youchao Shi.

He would stay behind, control the several strange flames, and fight Flying Sickle!

He knew that even if he unleashed his strongest Sage's Wrath Fire Lotus, it might not deal much damage to Flying Sickle.

But at this moment, buying even a little time was better than nothing!

Since the Demon Race had issued a slaughter order, they would surely not let them go!

"Trying to leave?"

Flying Sickle snorted coldly, directly using his great Mana to crush the tens of thousands of children who had already tempered themselves to the Hundred Thousand Extreme Realm!

Drip, drip...

Blood rain scattered, falling upon the land of the Primordial Human Race.

Boom!

A thunderous crash!

A giant cauldron blocked Flying Sickle's lethal strike, but the cauldron itself shattered right after!

"Hiss! A casual blow from a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal is this terrifying!"

Having never set foot in this realm before, they hadn't understood the vast chasm between a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and an Earth Immortal.

Now witnessing it, the Human Race was shocked to the core!

Great Luo!

Too terrifying!

Even a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal at perfection was but a child before a Great Luo, utterly powerless to fight back!

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Shi's eyes blazed with fury!

He had already seen the Human Race's blood flowing endlessly!

He went mad, stirred to true rage!

"Self-Transformation and Freedom! Self-Transformation for All Ages! Let all karma fall upon me!"

Xuanyuan Shi was enraged! He unleashed the greatest power he had ever possessed in his life!

In an instant, the entire Primordial Earth trembled, and the Outer Heavens wailed in grief!

The River of Time boiled like water, churning endlessly, every inch of void shattering!

Then, Xuanyuan Shi's aura surged violently!

At the cost of immense karma, Xuanyuan Shi spared no expense, seeking to transform into power enough to slay Flying Sickle!

Golden Immortal!

Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!

Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!

His aura climbed step by step, only stopping after reaching the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm!

"What divine ability is this? So bizarre!" Flying Sickle exclaimed in shock!

The weak human race had instantly gained power enough to match him—were these still humans?

"Kill! Don't let a single human escape!" Flying Sickle threw caution to the wind!

The human race's mutation was too fierce, already exceeding the Demon Race's expectations!

They absolutely could not leave behind a root of disaster!

Chapter 22: The Human Race's Dead End! The Sage Falls Silent! [Kneeling for Flowers and Tips]

Drip... drip...

At the Human Race's Shouyang Mountain!

Jiang Chen stood atop Shouyang Mountain's peak, his eyes splitting with rage!

What did he see?

A blood-red rain that blanketed the sky was falling from Shouyang Mountain!

It was a bizarre sight that made one's skin crawl and limbs turn cold!

"Human Emperor, save me!"

Jiang Chen could almost hear someone calling out to him like this by his ear, their voice utterly miserable.

"What is this? Has the human race encountered a great calamity?"

Jiang Chen stared blankly into the distance. The majestic proclamation of the Demon Race Slaughter Order still rang clearly in his ears.

The Demon Race... wasn't just targeting him—they were about to strike at the entire human race!!

Boundless fury surged in Jiang Chen's heart!

Despicable!

Hateful!

"My human race was born on the Primordial Wild Land, treated as blood food by the Demon Race. Now, for merely slaying one of their Demon Gods, they want to slaughter three thousand of my tribes and a million living souls!"

"If I do not avenge this, what face do I have to be the master of the human race? What right do I have to wield the Kongtong Seal, the supreme artifact of human race's destiny!"

Gradually, Jiang Chen's heart was consumed by hatred!

His ears also kept hearing the voices of the surviving humans.

Their voices were very weak, even filled with terror.

"Run! Don't stop!"

"Hurry to Shouyang Mountain!"

"Quick! Don't let the blood of our human ancestors—Xuanyuan Shi, Shennong Shi, and Suiren Shi—be shed in vain!"

"Children! The future of the human race depends on you! Our human race cannot escape this calamity today!"

Those voices grew weaker and weaker, yet Jiang Chen's perception grew deeper and stronger!

More and more humans were rushing toward Shouyang Mountain!

They were covered in wounds, their bodies broken, some drenched in blood.

If not for the immortal arts that allowed them to cross the land, given such a long journey, perhaps not even one in ten of the human disciples who could reach Shouyang Mountain would have survived!

"Shouyang Mountain! Our Human Holy Land! The Human Emperor is on that peak!"

Some humans knelt directly at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, kowtowing toward the summit.

They were not only paying homage to Jiang Chen but also to the two Sage Dharma Bodies.