So what if it's Nuwa? The last step!

In the sky, Di Jun forcibly suppressed the stormy waves in his heart, his face extremely grim.

He stared intently at Xuandu, saying coldly:

"Xuandu! Stop spouting nonsense and presumptuously discussing Sages!"

"Empress Nuwa is a Heavenly Dao Sage, transcendent and detached, how could she concern herself with such trivial matters!"

"Do not sow discord and stir up trouble here!"

He tried to steer the conversation back, avoiding the Sage's sharp edge.

However, since Xuandu had made his move, how could he let Di Jun escape so easily?

"Oh? Trivial matters?"

"Billions of lives are plunged into misery, the race created by a Sage is on the brink of extinction, and in Your Majesty's eyes, this is a trivial matter?"

"Or does Your Majesty believe that Empress Nuwa created the Human Race casually, and their survival is of no consequence?"

He stared at Di Jun, pressing him step by step:

"If that is truly the case, then what did Empress Nuwa rely on to become a Sage by creating humans?"

"If the Human Race is exterminated, where will the Human Sect's destiny lie?"

"Will the Saint Mother's Saint Position not become a joke?!"

The Human Sect's destiny! The Saint Mother's Saint Position!

Xuandu had directly tied the survival of the Human Race to the foundation of Saintess Nuwa's path to becoming a Sage!

If their Demon Race insisted on slaughtering the Human Race and forging the Witch-Slaying Sword, it would not only be an act of enmity against the Human Race and the Jie Sect.

It would be shaking the very foundation of Saintess Nuwa's path to becoming a Sage!

This karma was too immense!

So immense that even as the Demon Emperor, in charge of the Heavenly Court, they absolutely could not bear it!

Di Jun's body trembled almost imperceptibly. He felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

He swallowed it down forcefully, his gaze towards Xuandu now filled with deep apprehension, and even... a trace of fear.

This child, not only had his strength increased bizarrely, but his meticulous mind, sharp words, and utilization of karma were simply terrifying!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi trembled with rage, the Chaos Bell humming, but he no longer dared to easily unleash its power.

He had no doubt that if he dared to make a move now, he wouldn't even need Sect Leader Tongtian to act; Saintess Nuwa might personally descend!

What to do?

My reputation is ruined, and the Witch-Slaying Sword plan is stalled.

The Sage's wrath is imminent, and the Demon Court faces destruction.

For the first time, he felt that things had completely slipped out of his control.

And all of this stemmed from the Green Clad Figure on the altar, who appeared calm but had stirred up winds and clouds throughout the Great Wilderness.

Xuandu stood alone atop the altar, feeling the continuous feedback and steady growth of his cultivation and pedigree from the devotion of the Myriad Human Race within his body.

He watched the two Demon Emperors in the sky, flustered and indecisive, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches beside them with shifting expressions.

He knew this move he had made was the right one.

Using the might of the Jie Sect to intimidate them.

Using Nuwa's karma to disrupt their minds.

Seeing this scene, Xuandu knew it was about time.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's faces had turned ashen, their eyes filled with a mixture of rage and apprehension. Clearly, their minds had been thoroughly thrown into disarray by his previous maneuvers.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches watched from the side with predatory gazes. Though their killing intent was suppressed, they were merely waiting for the Demon Court to make a misstep.

Below, the gazes of the Myriad Human Race were burning, filled with both hope and trepidation.

The entire East Sea Coast was filled with a pull of energy, just one final step away from completely stabilizing the universe!

With just this final step, the Demon Race would completely abandon their plan to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword!

At that time, the System Mission would be completed, and the Cultivation Technique Sum Feedback would be unlocked!

His predicament of possessing Hunyuan realm cultivation and vast magical power but lacking exquisite Divine Abilities to fight enemies would be a thing of the past!

The path ahead suddenly opened up!

Xuandu's gaze sharpened. In the span of a thought, he had made his decision.

He no longer looked at Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, whose expressions were constantly changing.

Instead, he slowly turned around, facing the Myriad Human Race below, who were kneeling in a vast expanse with fervent gazes.

His green robes fluttered slightly as he stood at the pinnacle of the altar.

The profound Dao rhythm brought by his Intermediate Chaos Demon God Pedigree flowed naturally around him.

He slowly raised his hand and slowly pressed down.

Without a word, the earth-shattering clamor instantly subsided.

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Myriad eyes converged on him.

"Today."

Xuandu spoke, his voice calm yet clearly reaching every human and every Great Power observing this place.

"Today, I have accepted myriad myriad humans as my disciples, all are my Xuandu Disciples, and also Jie Sect Second Generation Disciples!"

"They shall enjoy the protection of Jie Sect's Fortune and the shelter of the Sage's Dao lineage!"

"Buzz!"

The moment his voice fell, as if thunder struck in the unseen depths!

The Jie Sect's Fortune and Human Dao Destiny, which were only vaguely connected, now resonated thunderously, intertwining completely, impossible to separate!

An supreme Dao rhythm faintly emanated from Golden Ao Island, empowering this place!

Though faint, it was real!

That was Sect Leader Tongtian's tacit approval!

It was the acknowledgment of Jie Sect's Fortune!

It was done!

Then he turned abruptly!

His gaze instantly pierced through the Void, once again falling upon Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, whose faces had turned extremely grim!

"Demon Emperor Di Jun! Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Xuandu's voice suddenly rose, echoing across the East Sea Coast!

"Hear me clearly!"

He raised his hand, pointing at the myriad determined gazes of the humans below.

"From now on, these myriad humans behind me are no longer the blood food you could slaughter at will!"

"They are my Xuandu Disciples! They are Jie Sect Second Generation Disciples!"

"My identity is set, and karma is bound!"

Xuandu leaned forward slightly, his voice cold:

"If the Demon Race dares to slaughter again..."

His tone paused slightly, and then, a vast and mighty Hunyuan Power erupted with his final two words, booming out!

"They will be enemies with me, Xuandu! Enemies with the entire Jie Sect!"

"Do you understand?"

The last two words were not spoken ordinarily.

Instead, Xuandu had mobilized the vast Hunyuan Power within his body, condensing it!

Tens of thousands of demons heard this, their souls trembling, the blood-red color in their eyes receding, replaced by a sense of bewildered fear.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's faces grew even more somber!

Humiliation!

This was naked humiliation!

Condensing words with Hunyuan Power, like an elder lecturing a junior, questioning them "Do you understand?" in front of the Witch Clan and billions of living beings!

They were the Demon Emperors! Quasi-Saint Peaks!

Beings who governed the Heavenly Court and commanded the Myriad Demons!

When had they ever suffered such a profound disgrace!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's eyes instantly turned blood-red, Solar True Fire uncontrollably erupting from his body, scorching the surrounding Void until it twisted and collapsed!

The Chaos Bell, sensing its master's boundless rage, let out a deafening roar, its magnificent bell waves about to sweep out regardless of the cost!

"Second Brother!"

Di Jun suddenly reached out, firmly pressing down on Eastern Emperor Taiyi's arm.

His voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of extreme, suppressed trembling.

He thought deeper and further than Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Xuandu's action, while seemingly humiliating, was actually an ultimatum!

A red line had been drawn that could not be crossed!

The two words "Do you understand?", spoken while condensing magical power, were both a warning and a final step down!

If they dared to make a move now, it would mean the Demon Court had completely torn off its mask.

Not only would they have to face Xuandu, that mysterious Golden Immortal of the Origin, and bear the boundless fury of the Jie Sect, but they would also shoulder the immense Karma that could shake Nuwa's Saint Position!

Even the Witch Clan, standing by, would never let such a golden opportunity slip by and would surely strike with thunderous force!

At that point, it wouldn't be a matter of damaged pride, but whether the Demon Court had the capacity to survive the tribulation!

They must retreat!

Enduring this insult still left room for maneuver.

If they didn't retreat, the Demon Court would likely face dire consequences today!

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