I, the Human Emperor, Madly Writing Books to Create Emperors Section 49

The Fusang Tree, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, was planted here in the Tang Valley of the Sun Star!

On the Fusang Tree, fiery red leaves bore dense, intricate patterns, radiating immense power.

The waves of heat, entwined with the rules and order of flame, were enough to incinerate all worlds.

This was a place where ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals could not set foot!

Yet ten three-legged Golden Crows leisurely circled the Fusang Tree.

Every feather on their bodies blazed with scorching flames—the Sun Divine Fire, one of the Ten Great Origin Fires of the Primordial Era!

It could burn a gaping hole straight through the heavens.

If not for the Sun Star's unique nature as the ancestral land that birthed the Golden Crows, and the Fusang Tree guarding the Tang Valley, the ten Golden Crows perched here would have long since reduced the place to ash and ruin.

"Father has us manage the Sun Star every day, forbidding us from seeing the world for tens of thousands of years, and even set up a barrier—it's so boring," said the Third Golden Crow Prince, looking utterly listless.

He flapped his enormous wings, sending fiery red leaves falling from the Fusang Tree.

But they quickly grew back.

"Now that the Witch and Demon Clans are locked in endless conflict, why won't they let us out? With our strength, as long as it's not those Ancestral Witches, who in the entire Primordial World could stop us?" The Fifth Golden Crow Prince was also hot-tempered and extremely proud.

They were the children of the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor, mighty Golden Crows born in the Sun Star.

Ten Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals were enough to look down on the entire Primordial World.

"Father is tempering your natures. The Witch and Demon Clans have fought for ages, with no victor after hundreds of thousands of years. The powerful among the Wu Clan surpass even the Demon Race. Naturally, they won't let us out," said the Eldest Golden Crow Prince, steady and thoughtful.

He showed no discontent, only speaking calmly.

"Big Brother has probably wanted to leave for a long time too, but we can never break the barrier Father set," said the Second Golden Crow Prince, standing on a branch of the Fusang Tree, surrounded by towering flames that did not harm him in the slightest.

The Eldest Golden Crow Prince did not reply, which was as good as admitting it.

"I want to see the vast Primordial World! This Tang Valley has been the same for tens of thousands of years—even the Fusang Tree hasn't changed a bit. It's too dull!"

As they grumbled, two figures suddenly appeared outside the Sun Star.

The newcomers were none other than the Two Sages of the West, Zhunti and Jieyin Daoist!

"So powerful!!!" The Eldest Golden Crow Prince was shocked. He could not see through their strength, yet they freely passed the barrier Di Jun had set.

Either they possessed a mighty treasure, or their own power surpassed Di Jun's!

Surpassing their father?

A Sage!!!

"Brothers! Prepare to welcome our guests!" The Eldest Golden Crow Prince feigned calm, refusing to believe they had come to kill them.

In the Primordial World, if a Sage wanted to kill them, they could only count themselves unlucky.

But a Sage had no reason to pick a fight with the Demon Race—none at all.

Because the Demon Race had their Ancestor, Nuwa, and were the Heavenly Dao's chosen lords of the heavens!

Killing all ten brothers would be tantamount to declaring war on the entire Demon Race!

"Quite alert..." Jieyin Daoist and Zhunti Daoist landed beside the Fusang Tree in the Tang Valley.

They spoke with smiles.

Then they turned their gaze to the Fusang Tree.

This was an Innate Spiritual Root, a rare treasure in the Primordial World.

Pity that the Western Teachings, a true Sage's lineage, had fewer treasures than even the Witch and Demon Clans.

It was embarrassing to admit.

Jieyin Daoist's eyes roamed over the Fusang Tree.

He reluctantly looked away.

If not for the more important matter at hand today, he would have surely said, "This item is fated with This Seat!"

"Two Sages, may we ask why your Dharma bodies have graced the Tang Valley? Do you have any commands?" The Eldest Golden Crow Prince was quick-witted.

He did not even dare to think of fighting two Sages—that would be suicide.

Thus, he did his utmost to show respect toward the Sages.

Zhunti and Jieyin nodded at his words.

They exchanged a glance.

Then slowly spoke: "This Seat has not come here to issue any orders, but merely to inform you of one matter."

The Ten Golden Crows were all astonished.

What matter could warrant the manifestation of two saintly avatars?

And what was more, the two saints of the Western Teachings?

The Western Teachings had never had any dealings with their Demon Race either, had they?

With no karmic ties, why had they come to tell them this?

Of course, the Ten Golden Crows did not understand that Zhunti and Jieyin were acting entirely for their own benefit, willingly plunging themselves into a web of karma.

"Jieyin Saint, may I ask what matter this is?" the Eldest Golden Crow Prince inquired cautiously.

"This matter concerns the Witch and Demon Clans, and also concerns the Human Race." Jieyin Daoist's expression was calm and composed, as if he were telling a very old story to his juniors.

Whenever a story began with "a long, long time ago," it was always captivating.

And the mention of the Human Race piqued the curiosity of the Ten Golden Crows as well.

"The Human Race? Those ants? What could they possibly have to do with anything?"

Several of the Golden Crows murmured among themselves: "Weak and insignificant ants. Our Demon Race has fought the Wu Clan for years, and the Human Race has always been the most lowly of creatures, fit only to be blood and flesh for our consumption."

Seeing the Golden Crows' contempt for the Human Race, Zhunti and Jieyin were even more pleased.

So they began to fan the flames, saying: "You have been confined to the Sun Star for a long time, and are unaware of the changes in the outside world. That is understandable."

"A thousand years ago, the Witch and Demon Clans stirred up trouble, which spread to the lands of the Human Race."

"It happened that a Human Emperor arose among the Human Race, possessing great and mysterious power. He confronted the Grand Pure Sage, abolished the Golden Elixir Path, and established the Human Dao."

"Furthermore, he used the Primordial Dao Law to temporarily attain the cultivation of a saint."

"He slaughtered the Demon God Chongming Bird of the Demon Race, beheaded the Demon General Flying Sickle... and nearly killed Di Jun himself..."

"He even forced Nuwa to order Di Jun to face the wall for a thousand years! Without a decree, he could not leave seclusion!"

Buzz buzz buzz~~~

Jieyin listed the events one by one, in great detail.

It left the Ten Golden Crows utterly stunned.

Completely bewildered.

What had happened?

What had happened in the outside world?

They had been confined to the Sun Star for tens of thousands of years and had never left.

How could the Human Race, whom they had always regarded as ants, have undergone such a transformation?

"No! Our father is the revered lord of the Demon Race, the master of the Heavenly Court! How could he possibly be defeated by the ants of the Human Race!"

The faith of the Ten Golden Crows crumbled.

They did not doubt the words of the saints.

The words of a saint were law; they would not deceive them in such a matter.

"Something is wrong! Father used to visit us every five hundred years. If I calculate the time carefully, it has indeed been a thousand years since he last came! At the time, we only thought he was busy with great affairs or in seclusion cultivating. We have been in the Tang Valley for so long that we lost track of the years, so we didn't pay it much attention."

The more the Eldest Golden Crow Prince spoke, the more absurd it seemed!

"The Human Race has a saint's cultivation? How is that possible! The Human Race are ants! They are the most lowly race in the Primordial World! Fit only to be blood and flesh! They don't even have immortals!"

"This imprint contains the full story from beginning to end... You may observe it." Zhunti casually grabbed an imprint.

He crushed it, and the scene from a thousand years ago replayed before the eyes of the Ten Golden Crows, as if it were happening anew.