The Final Decisive Battle, the Chan Sect Mobilizes in Full Force

At this moment, on Carefree Island.

The outstanding direct disciples and inner disciples who had just left Biyou Palace gathered once more.

Duobao looked at Lu Chen in confusion. "Eldest Brother, regarding the Human Race..."

Lu Chen's expression turned grave. "Let matters concerning the Human Race take their natural course. Do not meddle or interfere."

Now that the killing tribulation had arisen, whoever interfered in the affairs of the Human Race at such a time would inevitably be tainted by tribulation aura. When that time came, they would face reckoning in the future.

"Understood, Eldest Brother, Senior Brother."

Seeing Lu Chen's solemn expression, everyone completely abandoned the idea of going to the Human Race to snag some Merit. From the looks of it, they might not gain any Merit at all and could instead bring a heap of trouble upon themselves.

"A killing tribulation is spreading through the Human Race?"

Within Biyou Palace, Tongtian listened to Lu Chen's inner thoughts, his heart filled with doubt. The Human Race was a race destined to flourish, favored by Heaven's will. How could it possibly face a killing tribulation?

Human Race, Zhuolu

For a thousand miles in every direction stretched endless plains.

Dark masses of people stood facing one another in two opposing camps.

Xuanyuan hovered in midair, clad in simple cloth robes. Years as the common ruler and unceasing warfare had added a measure of majesty and Killing Intent to him. Beside him stood a slender woman in a red dress—Shennong's daughter, Nuwa.

The adorable little girl of years past had now grown into an incomparably graceful beauty.

Behind them stood Xuanyuan's many supporters, along with the armies dispatched by their tribes. They stretched in vast, surging ranks, a sea of people whose numbers could not be seen.

On the other side,