The Saints Were Shocked-Was the Human Race the Strongest in Potential?
At Ziwei's command, the nine Daluo Golden Immortal of the Human Race attacked the seven great demons of the demon race. A great battle broke out instantly, and the fierce fighting shook the heavens and the earth, and trembled throughout the universe.
At this moment, the whole world was shocked. All the powerful beings were dumbfounded. In their eyes, the Human Race was like ants. Suddenly, nine Daluo Golden Immortal appeared.
It's like a dream.
"How is this possible! The Human Race has only existed for ten thousand years, yet it has already produced nine Daluo Golden Immortal!?"
"Did he take drugs? Ten thousand years to go from nothing to becoming Daluo Golden Immortal, and there are nine of them at that!"
"Something's not right, something's very wrong. In the past ten thousand years, I haven't even been able to cross a minor realm. How can the Human Race achieve the Daluo Golden Immortal realm?" a powerful being said indignantly.
Even for a being as blessed as him, it took countless years to achieve the status of Daluo Golden Immortal.
Human Race only took ten thousand years; does that mean Human Race have a stronger foundation and greater natural talent than them?
That's outrageous!
Isn't this ridiculous?
For a moment, all the powerful figures watching were terrified and began to seriously question the meaning of life.
While the Daluo Golden Immortal might not be considered top-tier in the Primordial World, it seems quite absurd for Human Race to be one.
After all, the Human Race has only existed for a maximum of ten thousand years.
What can you do in ten thousand years?
It only takes the time it takes to meditate.
This speed of cultivation was utterly unbelievable; even they, with their vast experience, found it excessive.
"The Human Race actually has nine Daluo Golden Immortal! Send a large army to provide support!" Upon seeing this, Kunpeng immediately stood up.
"You've been hiding it quite well, but unfortunately you've angered me. Your fate will only be more miserable!"
"Yes!" Guiche nodded, a hint of surprise on his face; he too had been startled.
On the Coast of the East Sea, Jieyin Zhun Ti were dumbfounded. Jieyin a glance, their expressions filled with astonishment beyond words.
"This..."
"Human Race actually possess such a profound foundation? Is this the strength expected of a race that has only existed for ten thousand years?"
Zhun Ti's expression was solemn, and his eyes revealed a look of horror.
This was completely different from what they had imagined; it was too bizarre. Shouldn't it have been a massacre of Human Race, with no power to resist?
So how did they end up fighting with the demon race?
"Something's gone wrong again. There's definitely something fishy going on here!"
The Jieyin's face was solemn, but his gaze was unpredictable.
Why did he say "again"? Because the development of the Human Race at this time, like the Witch-Demon Catastrophe, has once again deviated from the right track and is no longer in line with the general trend of the Heavenly Dao.
We made you Human Race the protagonists of the world, not you right now.
"That purple-haired Human Race is acting strangely. Someone has sabotaged him behind the scenes and erased his background."
"However, he gives me a sense of familiarity; we must have crossed paths before," Zhun Ti said thoughtfully, his eyes flashing.
Jieyin, then his expression shifted, and he said in a deep voice, "I think I know who he is."
"Who?"
"The pageboy beside Ling Xiao, that brat named Ziwei."
Jieyin's expression gradually turned ugly. It was this brat who had once caused them, his fellow disciples, to lose face by carrying a broken cauldron.
"You cunning wretch, no wonder I had a sense of familiarity." Zhun Ti sneered and cursed.
Ling Xiao made this little brat disgust them again.
His spirit will never leave!
"I wonder how he created nine Daluo Golden Immortal. If he thinks he can turn the tide with just this much power, he's being incredibly naive!"
Jieyin sneered, and the halo above his head shone even brighter. Having learned the truth, he calmed down instead.
"Indeed, the Human Race is still too weak. There is absolutely no possibility of resisting the demon race," Zhun Ti echoed. Even if the Human Race could withstand the current offensive, it would be of no use.
The nine Great Daluo Golden Immortal were nothing but a facade before the demon race, amounting to nothing more than slightly stronger ants.
In the endless Chaos, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian watched the battle on the Human Race land, their expressions shifting between surprise, confusion, and various other bewildering emotions.
"I was worried that the Human Race would be slaughtered, but I didn't expect them to have this trick up their sleeve. It's truly astonishing... Haha..." Tongtian laughed heartily and said with great gusto.
"Human Race brat, the Qilin Seal... Who is plotting against the Human Race behind the scenes?" Yuanshi said solemnly, glancing at his carefree Third Brother.
Only he could laugh at a time like this.
It's obvious that someone is stirring things up behind the scenes, disrupting the natural order of things.
"No need to guess, it's most likely Ling Xiao, or maybe Nuwa..." Laozi paused for a moment before revealing his thoughts.
These two are the prime suspects, and they also have the capability; there's no other possibility.
"Indeed, I think so too. This move is intended to steal the Human Race's fortune. That Human Race brat cannot be allowed to live." Yuanshi Shi was expressionless, his eyes flashing with cold light, and killing intent had already arisen in his heart.
Laozi nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing, "We cannot intervene, but with the demon race present, that Human Race brat won't live much longer."
As the Leader of the Human Sect, he naturally did not want anyone to steal the Human Race's destiny. This was his own private property, and he could not tolerate others touching it.
"Excellent!" Yuanshi nodded, deeply agreeing with Laozi's words. In the face of the demon race, the Human Race naturally had no power to fight back, and that Human Race boy was doomed to die.
He could even hint to Kunpeng to give him special treatment.
Tongtian, who was standing to the side, fell silent after listening to his brothers' conversation.
At Mount Shouyang, the great battle has reached its climax, with nine Great Daluo Golden Immortal of the Human Race facing off against seven Daluo Golden Immortal of the demon race.
Although Human Race have a numerical advantage, the demon race is naturally fierce and extremely skilled in combat.
Finally, with Ziwei's assistance, the Human Race gained the upper hand. Although his cultivation level was not high, he possessed the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Qilin Seal. After absorbing the Human Race's fortune, the power of this treasure became even stronger, and its destructive power was extraordinary.
With a deafening roar and a rain of blood, four of the demon race's great demons were blasted apart, leaving three to flee for their lives.
They were too good at this, just like when they were defeated by the Witch Clan, they ran away with such a smooth and effortless speed.
At this moment, endless cheers resounded across the land of Human Race.
"The demon race has been defeated again. Are they now even unable to defeat the Human Race?"
In the eastern part of the Primordial World, powerful beings who witnessed this scene exclaimed in amazement.
Why say "again"?
Because a thousand years ago, the demon race was defeated by the Witch Clan.
However, this time was clearly different; the demon race was unprepared and only sent a small portion of their forces.
When the massive army is on the border, that will be the true end for Human Race.
Just as everyone was marveling at the scene, the demon army finally arrived.
A dark mass, like a surging tide, rolled across the endless void, and soon descended upon the sky above Mount Shouyang. Its vast aura, like the might of heaven, surged forth.
"Today, Human Race shall be annihilated!"
A domineering voice rang out from among the demons, filled with overwhelming killing intent.