After an entire year, news that Huaxia had finally activated its ancestor symbol had already spread across the world.
Every nation was utterly stunned, and their inheritors turned their attention to Huaxia at once.
"Dayu?"
"Four thousand years ago?"
"You've got to be kidding!"
Every inheritor had almost exactly the same initial reaction to the news.
But the video circulating out of Huaxia had clearly recorded everything.
A phantom a thousand meters tall!
The vast, overwhelming pressure of an emperor!
Even watching it afterward through a screen made those inheritors' hair stand on end and their legs go weak.
What shocked everyone most was the sudden attack by Jin Junxian and his companions.
From the blood clubs in their hands, many viewers immediately recognized them as Awakened from Haidong Country.
After all, once Haidong Country had activated Kim Chunchu, more than a hundred thousand of its people had awakened their bloodlines.
With its current strength, Haidong Country firmly held the top spot in East Asia.
Yet in the video, these Awakened who considered themselves gods had collapsed to the ground after a single glance from Huaxia's ancestor.
Judging by their grotesque postures, they probably didn't have a single intact bone left in their bodies.
But it wasn't Dayu's immense power that horrified everyone.
It was the fact that, until now, every ancestor phantom summoned around the world had been like a statue. Forget taking action themselves-they had never even spoken a word.
Yet Huaxia's ancestor had not only spoken, but personally subdued Haidong Country's Awakened.
Even every foreign Awakened within Huaxia had been stripped of their awakened power at the same instant!
Something so utterly inconceivable.
It left these inheritors shocked, but also filled them with profound fear.
If the ancestor was this terrifying, just how powerful would Huaxia's inheritor be?
But they simply couldn't understand it.
Huaxia clearly had only three hundred years of history.
How could it summon an ancestor from four thousand years ago?
Had Huaxia deliberately kept something in reserve and concealed its history, intending to appear weak before stunning everyone?
But before ancestor symbols appeared, no one in the world had known anything like this would happen.
And because of its history, Huaxia had suffered decades of oppression at the hands of Haidong Country and Sakura.
If Huaxia had known all along that it had four thousand years of history.
Why endure so many years of humiliation?
It made no sense at all!
Countless people racked their brains, yet couldn't figure out what was going on.
The nations of the world reacted differently to Huaxia's new situation.
Some offered sincere congratulations, some raised doubts, and others remained silent, waiting to see what happened.
But the nation most unable to sit still was undoubtedly Haidong Country.
More than a hundred Awakened had been crippled. It was nothing short of a resounding slap across Haidong Country's face in front of the entire world.
But what the people of Haidong found most unacceptable was what Su Chen had said.
Previously, every person in Haidong had believed their nation had been powerful since ancient times, ruling over its neighbors as the undisputed foremost ancient civilization.
That belief had long since become deeply ingrained.
Yet Su Chen had dared to make such shameless claims. Not only had he denied that Huaxia was a land settled by Haidong immigrants, he had turned around and slandered Haidong Country as a former vassal of Huaxia!
He had even called the Hwandan Gogi, revered by Haidong's people as their historical bible, a fabricated forgery.
Those words didn't just slap Haidong Country in the face-they slapped its ancestors in the face as well!
How could the people of Haidong, who had always considered themselves number one, possibly accept such remarks?
The entire nation was already in an uproar!
And after Dayu's phantom returned to the Nine Provinces Cauldron, the suppression weighing on Haidong Country's Awakened lifted as well.
Faced with his people's questions, Jin Dachang naturally refused to admit the truth.
He lied, claiming that Su Chen had deliberately distorted the facts and angered Kim Chunchu's lingering will, which was why Haidong Country's Awakened had suffered those abnormalities.
In Jin Dachang's eyes, ordinary citizens were already as lowly as dogs, their lives and deaths subject to his slightest whim.
But even a vast anthill needed countless ants to keep it running.
His extravagant lifestyle naturally needed the people to support it as well.
Undermining the authority of Haidong Country's ancestors meant undermining the standing of its inheritors.
Jin Dachang would never allow that to happen.
The people at the bottom were always the easiest to fool.
Especially in Haidong Country as it was now, where thinking too much could cost you your life.
Those clearheaded enough to dare question things were soon purged by the Awakened, vanishing from the world forever.
Once only one voice remained, the people of Haidong naturally directed all their hostility toward Huaxia.
"Those vile Huaxia people! How dare they desecrate our ancestors and our history!"
"Our Haidong Country has been the strongest nation since ancient times! How could it possibly have been Huaxia's vassal? That's complete nonsense!"
"Huaxia clearly only has three hundred years of history! How could it summon an ancestor from four thousand years ago? I don't believe it!"
"I watched the video. The ancestor Huaxia summoned was called Dayu. I think I've seen that name before..."
"Yes, exactly! He's mentioned in the Hwandan Gogi, but this Yu was clearly one of us Haidong people!"
"What? If he was from Haidong, why did he personally admit he was Huaxia's ancestor?"
"Damn him! An ancestor of Haidong Country, and he actually chose to protect Huaxia!"
"Traitor!"
"..."
No matter how much the people of Haidong cursed, they couldn't change reality.
But the excitement of Huaxia's people had yet to fade. Why would they put up with them?
Besides, Dayu had barely disappeared before the people of Haidong jumped out to spew shit. Who the hell could stomach that?
An unprecedented flame war erupted between the people of the two nations.
Countless people from Huaxia poured onto social media platforms and messaging apps, wave after wave.
All manner of greetings liberally referencing people's mothers flooded forums and chat windows in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, the people of Huaxia displayed unprecedented unity.
At first, the people of Haidong could still trade insults back and forth, barely holding their ground.
But as the battle escalated, the number of Huaxia people joining the flame war soon rose exponentially.
What had begun as an exchange of insults gradually became a screen-flooding barrage of abuse.
The moment the people of Haidong posted anything, their words were swept away like leaves in a storm, instantly swallowed by an ocean of greetings to their families and ancestors.
Under the relentless bombardment of hundreds of millions of internet users, Haidong's tiny population couldn't hold out. They retreated on every front and were soon left utterly dumbfounded by the abuse.
"Hahaha! A puny little Haidong dares insult our Huaxia ancestors? You're asking for it!"
"Where's the brat who was trading insults with me? Got the guts to go another three hundred rounds?"
"Hahaha! The one who only knows how to yell 'ssibal,' get over here! Grandpa will show you what real insults look like!"
"Fuck! I've typed 346,000 characters today and killed two keyboards! And I'm still only ranked somewhere below a thousand on the input-method leaderboard! You animals!"
"Calm yourself, fellow cultivator. This humble Daoist has unleashed over five hundred thousand characters today, yet barely made it to seven hundredth place."
"Amitabha! Monks do not tell lies. Would any benefactor let this poor monk copy and paste a little?"
"Shit! I'm late! Brothers, have mercy with those mouths of yours! Leave a few survivors for me!"
"..."
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