Jie Sect Undercover, Heavenly Court Dispatches Troops

Cangwu's expression shifted, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind, unsure of what was going on.

But he still respectfully accepted the order and left.

Soon after, the Human Emperor's decree spread throughout the entire Human Race land, to every corner.

In an instant, the winds of change rose again, the world was in an uproar, and every country was in an uproar.

"Hurry! The Human Emperor has decreed that everyone go to Mount Shouyang to attend the ceremony. This matter must be of great importance, otherwise the Human Emperor would not have issued such a decree. Everyone must go and attend the ceremony."

"Your Majesty, the Human Emperor has decreed that not all of us can go; only representatives can be sent."

"Then... I will go myself."

In an instant, all the kingdoms across the Human Race realm rose up in response. The Primordial World was vast, and the land where the Human Race resided was also immense. Upon learning of the Human Emperor's decree, they all sprang into action in earnest.

One after another, massive and ancient cities opened their gates wide, and the various kings of the Human Race led the charge, rushing towards Mount Shouyang for a pilgrimage.

All around, wild beasts roared and strange birds cried. Their bodies were as large as mountains and their wings covered the sky. They circled upwards one by one, all of them ferocious birds and strange beasts raised by Human Race.

A majestic Flood Dragon, a divine bird with wings wrapped in lightning, and a colossal beast as large as a mountain—all these unparalleled Human Race powerhouses were heading towards Mount Shouyang.

On the vast and boundless land, ancient cities stand one after another, and from time to time, immortals seem to fly out.

The powerful Human Race who were exploring the Primordial World, traversing various perilous places and witnessing the wonders of nature, also received the news, stopped their adventures, and set off to return to the Human Race.

Although they didn't know what this so-called ceremony was about, they had a feeling that it was no small matter.

The last grand ceremony at Mount Shouyang was accompanied by a momentous event, and this one will likely be just as dramatic.

The enormous commotion caused by the Human Race drew the attention of many powerful figures and heroes from all walks of life in the Primordial World.

"The Human Emperor is Human Race. What is he planning? An altar is being built on Mount Shouyang. Is this some kind of grand sacrifice? Human Race don't even respect Heaven. They can't possibly be offering sacrifices to Heaven, can they?"

"Interesting, looks like something big is about to happen!"

The powerful figures sighed, realizing that the recent series of major events in the Primordial World were not a sign of peace.

Meanwhile, at the East Sea Dragon Palace.

The seated Zhulong suddenly changed his expression, his eyes revealing excited joy.

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ao Zhan, Ao Zhan, quickly pack your things and come with me to witness the grand ceremony of the Human Race!"

Whoosh... Ao Zhan appeared, looking puzzled, and asked, "Elder, is it appropriate for us to interfere in their Human Race's affairs?"

"Suitable? How could it not be suitable? Besides, do you think I went there on my own whim? The Human Emperor himself invited us."

Zhulong said with a hint of smugness.

Upon hearing this, Ao Zhan became even more puzzled. "Elder, why did the Human Emperor invite us to go?"

"Why so many questions? You'll know when you get there!" Zhulong scolded, his face stern.

"Go, gather some of our people and come with us. Let them see the world."

He then gave the order.

Soon after, everything was settled, Dragon Clan group broke through the sea and flew towards Mount Shouyang.

Heavenly Court.

All of Human Race's actions were captured by the Haotian Mirror. Haotian, sitting on his throne, wore a cold smile and pondered in his heart.

"What is the purpose of that wretched Ziwei holding such a grand ceremony at this time, with such a huge commotion?"

Then, he looked at the Duke of the East, his expression becoming solemn, "Duke of the East, are you all ready?"

"Everything is ready; we can start anytime."

The Duke of the East, with his hands behind his back, responded without any emotion, his imposing manner in no way inferior to that of the Heavenly Emperor seated above.

Haotian frowned inwardly, already having had enough of Duke of the East's showing off and pretentiousness.

"Since that's the case, let's make our move! On this important day, at the Human Race's grand ceremony, Human Race!"

Haotian waved his hand and said in a booming voice.

Upon hearing this, the Duke of the East nodded slightly, turned and left, mobilizing his troops, and led the Queen Mother of the West, Yaochi, Kongming, and a group of powerful figures to the front lines.

This time, the Heavenly Court was not the main force in annihilating the Human Race; it also needed to rely on the power of the disciples of the Sage.

The significance of the Heavenly Court lies in its control of the Investiture of the Gods, representing the great righteousness of Heavenly Dao, and initiating this great war.

In the Primordial World, more and more Human Race came to Mount Shouyang, gathering here in great excitement from all directions.

Powerful figures from all walks of life, numerous powerful beings, piloted various vehicles, birds and beasts, magical treasures and flying swords—doing whatever looked cool.

Among them, the four geniuses of the Witch Clan from Mount Buzhou arrived early and attracted countless gazes as soon as they entered the venue.

The reactions were varied and complex, ranging from surprise and suspicion to indifference.

Many of the Human Race experts were particularly surprised, not expecting these guys to be so bold as to appear here so openly without any attempt at concealment.

Their distinctive physiques and arrogant demeanor made them seem unlike normal people. Qiangliang, Zhurong, Xingtian, and Houyi were the only ones like them.

Another bustling and eye-catching place is Fuxi, a former sage of the demon race, whose reputation among Human Race is also renowned.

In a quiet, secluded corner, a handsome man waving a feather fan stood beside a distinguished-looking man in blue robes. The two whispered to each other, discussing something in hushed tones.

These two were Baize and Jimeng. They had not left the Human Race and had been cultivating here all along. However, they preferred to be alone and had not joined any faction or established their own.

They refused even when Fuxi invited them.

The past is gone.

After being reincarnated as humans, they felt there was no need to cling to the past. The demon race was beyond redemption, and all the past had vanished like smoke.

In this life, they decided to live for themselves.

The Mount Shouyang was bustling with activity.

More and more powerful figures arrived, finding suitable spots to watch the ceremony. Many eyes were focused on the altar at the mountaintop.

Although it is a newly built altar, it still gives people a sense of ancient and vicissitude, with a mysterious Daoist charm and laws. Just one glance is enough to feel its extraordinary nature.

"Family members, what are you looking at?"

Just then, a pair of unusually-looking young men approached and spoke to them warmly and familiarly, clearly trying to get on their good side.

"Family members? You... you are those dogs, Green Lion and White Elephant?" The Human Race powerhouse turned around, looked at the familiar faces, and immediately pointed at them excitedly, stammering as he spoke.

Indeed, these two were Green Lion and White Elephant, spies from the Interception Sect who had come to ingratiate themselves with the Human Race.

"Oops? Sorry, I forgot to transform," the Green Lion White Elephant said regretfully, then ran off to the next spot.

Just then, a vast aura emanated and enveloped the heavens and earth.

Ziwei's figure appeared on Mount Shouyang.