Chapter Twenty-Five: Primordial Dao Law! The Might of a Sage! [Please, I Beg You, Give Flowers and Tips]

"What if it is strange!" Di Jun remained perfectly calm, showing neither joy nor anger.

His divine might towered over all, as though the Heavenly Emperor himself had descended upon the earth. His radiance blazed forth, shaking the heavens!

Then, without mercy, he pointed at the group of humans at the foot of Shouyang Mountain and ordered Flying Sickle, "Kill them!"

"Yes!" Flying Sickle obeyed. He could use these humans as blood food to recover from his earlier injuries!

Seeing this, Youchao Shi and the other humans were plunged into despair.

The Human Emperor was prepared to fight the Demon Emperor to the death.

He was ready to die without hesitation.

And their Human Race had not been spared either.

Even injured, a Great Luo could still wipe them out with a flick of his hand.

"Who can still save our Human Race? Who can preserve even a single thread of our bloodline?" Zi Yi Shi wept bitterly, holding a child who had just reached the Hundred Thousand Extreme Realm.

The child was a genius of their tribe, one who had surpassed the Hundred Thousand Extreme Realm but had yet to set foot on the path of cultivation!

"Lord Taiqing the Sage! If you can hear the pleas of our Human Race, please protect us!"

Some of the humans still refused to give up hope, entrusting their last hopes to the Supreme Sage and Empress Nuwa.

Sadly, the result was unchanged. Neither Sage made the slightest move.

"Ha! The Human Race brought this destruction upon itself, yet you still expect a Sage to descend? Today, not only will you die here, but your Human Emperor will perish as well! Even your Ancestral Land won't be able to protect him!"

Flying Sickle struck like lightning, without the slightest hesitation.

A beast's claw, vast enough to blot out the sky, reached for the humans.

Bang!

"Houtu!!!" Seeing Houtu step in to stop Flying Sickle, Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches cried out in shock.

"Hou... Houtu!!!"

Flying Sickle turned deathly pale and hurriedly retreated!

He didn't stop until he was behind Di Jun, and only then did he feel a little safer.

That had been terrifying!

The one who stopped him just now was a Quasi-Saint!

If Houtu had intended to kill him, he would have perished on the spot.

At that moment, Di Jun's expression darkened when he saw Houtu step in.

He looked toward Di Jiang and the others in Chaos and shouted, "Do you want to start the bloody war between the Wu and Demon Clans right now?!"

"Heh..." Di Jiang stepped out from Beyond Chaos Heaven.

The immense pressure of a Quasi-Saint bore down on Di Jun.

With three Quasi-Saints present, the humans felt as if they could barely breathe!

"The Wu Clan has no desire to interfere in the affairs between the Demon Clan and the Human Race."

"But if we get to watch the Human Race clash with your Demon Clan, we'd be quite happy to see it."

"So don't take advantage of their weakness. Just wait patiently for this human boy to finish his transformation. Then you can fight it out yourselves..."

Di Jiang spoke casually, addressing Di Jun with calm indifference. He showed not the slightest reverence—in fact, there was even a hint of contempt.

The two clans were bitter enemies. There was no need for pleasantries.

Then Di Jiang called to Houtu, "Houtu! Come back!"

Houtu heard him and sighed.

She simply couldn't bear to see the Primordial Wilderness's living beings suffer such devastation. The Wu and Demon Clans had fought for years, and far too many had already died.

Every time she saw it, her heart ached!

Now, seeing the Human Race about to face the same fate, she couldn't hold back and intervened.

Unfortunately, the one on the other side was Di Jun, Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Court and ruler of the Demon Clan!

He was no easy opponent.

Otherwise, the Wu Clan wouldn't have been fighting him for a million years...

Boom!

Suddenly!

A blinding radiance surged from Shouyang Mountain. Jiang Chen let out a low growl despite himself.

Within his body, a drop of blood surged like a spring, continuously pouring forth a long river!

At that moment, both the humans and the powerful members of the Wu and Demon Clans were astonished!

Jiang Chen had completed his transformation...

Anyone could see that Jiang Chen was in an extraordinarily mysterious state!

He even gave them the impression that he was a Sage on the verge of attaining Dao!

"Ah..."

Jiang Chen roared, his black hair billowing!

Boundless karma clung to him!

"So this is the price?" Jiang Chen remained clearheaded and finally understood the cost of this increase in realm!

It was the karma weighing upon him!

"Come! Let all karma fall upon me!!!"

Jiang Chen roared. He yearned for the strength to face Demon Emperor Di Jun!!!

At that moment, several marks appeared on Jiang Chen. They were so mysterious that Houtu stared at them, transfixed.

Whoosh!

Overwhelming Purple Qi set Jiang Chen's body ablaze!

He was a battle god reborn through fire, returning from an age lost to time!

What was happening? Everyone was stunned!

The Ancestral Witches were dumbfounded. Di Jun was spellbound!

"His realm is actually rising!" Seeing Jiang Chen's aura break straight through the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and reach Great Luo, Di Jun's gaze turned icy!

"But so what! Beneath the Sages, I am invincible!!!" Di Jun said coldly!

"Who dares call himself invincible? Who dares claim he cannot be defeated?!"

Jiang Chen raised his sword and pointed it straight at Di Jun. His gaze was immeasurably ancient, as if he were a being who had survived countless Tribulations.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Primordial Dao Law! The Might of a Sage! [Please, I Beg You, Give Flowers and Tips]

"Who dares call himself invincible? Who dares claim he cannot be defeated?"

Hearing those words spoken by a human left the powerful figures present astonished.

Could a member of the Human Race really say such a thing?

Which race in the Primordial Wilderness wasn't stronger than the Human Race?

The Human Race had once been reduced to blood food for the Demon Clan. Now the Demon Clan had even stormed the Human Ancestral Land to kill the Human Emperor.

And yet Jiang Chen dared to rise into the sky and, while facing Di Jun, utter those words.

His words stirred the hearts of everyone present!

Flying Sickle of the Demon Clan was enraged!

A mere human dared to show such disrespect to the Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor!

He dared to look down on Di Jun! To look down on a Quasi-Saint!

"Human ants, you have provoked our clan time and again. Leave your lives behind, and I may spare the rest of them!" Though Di Jun had been looked down upon by Jiang Chen, he didn't get angry. He was supremely confident in his invincibility.

Beneath the Sages, no one could kill him!

Without becoming a Sage, everything was meaningless!

So he sneered at Jiang Chen, whose aura had already climbed to the peak of the Great Luo Realm, convinced that this was the highest Jiang Chen could reach and that he could rise no further.

Jiang Chen had looked down on him, and would have to pay the price.

"Human Emperor! You mustn't! We're willing to die with you!" Youchao Shi shouted toward the sky.

He was truly afraid Jiang Chen would hesitate out of concern for the Human Race and let Di Jun manipulate him.

"We're willing to die with the Human Emperor!"

Hundreds and thousands of Earth Immortals voiced their resolve, every one of them ready to face death without hesitation!

"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" He had originally considered the relationship between Taiqing Sage Laozi, Empress Nuwa, and the Human Race, and hadn't planned to wipe them out just yet.