Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

Sensing the reactions of the surrounding Innate Humans, Suiren and the others' expressions changed instantly. "Haofeng, we all feel it. Could it be that someone is targeting our Human Clan?"

As his words fell, all eyes in the hall turned to Jiang Haofeng, awaiting his response.

"No, but it's close."

Jiang Haofeng surveyed the area and spoke, "Three days ago, I also felt it. To be precise, all beings in the Primordial Era felt it."

"All beings in the Primordial Era?" Everyone was stunned, looking at Jiang Haofeng with surprise.

"Calamity!"

As Jiang Haofeng's words landed, everyone's faces turned ashen!

With Jiang Haofeng present, everyone knew what a Calamity was – a disaster that swept through the entire Primordial Era!

Apart from Saints, everyone was at risk of perishing.

"You mean, the Calamity is about to begin, the Calamity that occurs once every fifty thousand Kalpas?"

"Yes!"

"Haofeng, with the Calamity approaching, will our Human Clan be in danger?"

"When a Calamity is born, all beings in the Primordial Era are within its grasp. Except for Saints, no one can escape!"

"Our Human Clan is naturally within the calamity."

As his words fell, everyone present instantly became tense.

"Haofeng, you are the most knowledgeable person in our Human Clan. With the Calamity descending, how do you think our Human Clan should respond?" Suiren asked with a grave expression.

"I've only heard of Calamities. The first Calamity, the Dragon-Phoenix-Kirin Calamity, saw the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin Clans battle fiercely, directly shattering the Primordial Era world!"

"The second Calamity, the Dao-Demon Calamity, saw the spiritual veins of the entire West destroyed. To this day, the West remains a barren land, lacking spiritual veins and Magic Treasures, with sparse innate spiritual energy."

"Billions of living beings in the Primordial Era, apart from a select few with profound destiny, are all within the Calamity, and no one can escape unharmed!"

"Our Human Clan is weak, and certainly not the chosen ones for this Calamity. The protagonists of this Calamity should be the Witch and Demon Tribes, but our Human Clan is very likely to be drawn into it."

Pausing, Jiang Haofeng looked around at everyone and spoke again, "Moreover, in this Calamity, those of the Hidden Lineage cannot act. The Hidden Lineage cultivates the Martial Dao, which is similar to the Witch Tribe's divine abilities. If they act, it will inevitably draw an attack from the Witch Tribe."

Of course, Jiang Haofeng added silently, as long as it was handled properly, they could impersonate the Witch Tribe when acting. However, doing so would inevitably incur karma with the Witch Tribe.

Jiang Haofeng's creation of the Martial Dao by imitating the Witch Tribe's Profound Cultivation was not considered incurring karma with the Witch Tribe. Or rather, whether karma was incurred or not depended entirely on Jiang Haofeng.

Although a bit far-fetched, this imitation and learning were the Great Dao contained within the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Book. After all, the Witch Tribe did not teach Jiang Haofeng; he merely learned their Profound Cultivation by watching them act. This in itself was Jiang Haofeng's ability.

It was not wrong to say he owed karma, as he learned from the Witch Tribe. It was also not wrong to say he didn't owe karma, as the Witch Tribe didn't teach him, and he learned it all himself. Furthermore, Jiang Haofeng did not steal their knowledge.

However, Jiang Haofeng had already decided not to incur karma with them. The Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Book was Jiang Haofeng's foundation; he relied on learning the skills of others. If he owed karma for learning from everyone, he would have no idea how much karma he would owe by now. This karma, he would not accrue!

If he learned something through his own abilities, why would he owe karma!

As his words fell, the expressions of the Human Clan members grew more solemn. Currently, the strength of the Hidden Lineage had completely surpassed the Manifest Lineage. The Human Clan had eight Grand Luo Golden Immortals, four from the Manifest Lineage and four from the Hidden Lineage, but the Human Clan's strongest expert was within the Hidden Lineage.

Furthermore, below the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, the number of Grand Unity Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals in the Hidden Lineage completely crushed the Manifest Lineage.

The Human Clan was inherently weak. Now, facing the Calamity, their strongest Hidden Lineage could not act, and their strength was further weakened. What could be done now?

"The Calamity is unpredictable. For now, the only option is to strengthen our defenses and meet the impending disaster with our strongest posture."

"I have summoned all of you here today to remind everyone. The Calamity has already begun. All the tribes in the clan should immediately enter a state of readiness and strengthen their guards."

"Especially our Human Clan's borders, we must reinforce patrols. I suggest that the Manifest Lineage form a group of experts to patrol the borders to prevent any accidents."

Jiang Haofeng said solemnly to the Manifest Lineage members present.

The purpose of the fourth Human Clan Assembly was to remind everyone. This level of caution was not excessive when dealing with a Calamity.

Jiang Haofeng was currently unaware of the conspiracy behind the Witch and Demon Tribes slaughtering humans and forging the Witch Slaying Sword and Demon Slaying Sword. He knew nothing, making effective countermeasures impossible.

However, regardless of the conspiracy behind it, the fact that the two tribes would slaughter humans would not change. Establishing patrols of experts on the Human Clan's borders, before the two tribes prepared to slaughter humans, would at least be able to withstand their initial assaults, leaving Jiang Haofeng time to find a way to unravel the conspiracy.

"Good!"

"This is all we can do for now."

Suiren nodded.

"After we return, we will notify all the tribes, gather the Mysterious Immortal experts from each tribe, leave half to guard the tribes, and the other half will join us in establishing defenses on the borders!"

"Good!"

The other twenty-four elders of the Manifest Lineage nodded in agreement.

"Haofeng, there's no time to delay. We will take our leave now."

"Alright, everyone be careful. If things become impossible, reveal your identity as disciples of the Humanity Teaching. No matter what, preserve your lives. As long as your lives remain, everything is still possible!" Jiang Haofeng said to the Manifest Lineage members.

"Good!"

The Manifest Lineage members of the Human Clan left in a hurry, heading towards the various tribes of the Human Clan.

The fourth Human Clan Assembly thus ended hastily. Since the establishment of the Human Clan Assembly, this was the first time an assembly had been held without proposing any policies.

Jiang Haofeng stood on the summit of Central Phoenix Mountain, with red and blue light flashing in his eyes. The entire Primordial Era unfolded before him. Endless slaughter erupted across the Primordial Era, and the battles between the two tribes were even more intense than before.

This is troublesome.

The Human race is too weak, completely defenseless against the Witch and Demon tribes.

To stop this slaughter, a solution must be found with the leaders of both tribes, making them abandon the idea of killing humans at its root.

Otherwise, just the two thousand Grand Luo Golden Immortals alone could easily annihilate the Human race!

But to make the leaders of both tribes abandon the idea of killing humans, one must first understand why they are doing it. Only then can the right medicine be prescribed for a complete cure!

Meanwhile, at Mount Sumeru in the West!

Zhunti opened his eyes and looked towards the Primordial Era continent. He saw that thick calamity energy shrouded the entire Primordial Era, and heavenly secrets were completely chaotic.

"It's time!"

As his voice fell, Zhunti's figure vanished, transforming into a golden light.

The Primordial Era Demon Court.

Kunpeng returned to his Demon Master Palace, pondering how to repel the Witch tribe.

The Demon Emperor, Demon Sovereign, and Empress were all in seclusion, leaving the entire Demon tribe's authority in the hands of him and Fuxi.

The Ten Directions Demon Saints were ultimately inferior in strength. In front of him and Fuxi, they could only follow orders and had no right to make decisions.

Thirty thousand kalpas ago, he participated in that great battle, colliding with Ancestral Witch Liang Qiang and creating an opportunity for the Demon Sovereign to save Crown Prince Lu Ya. In contrast, Fuxi went to Wa Huang Palace and didn't even participate in the battle.

Comparing them, the Demon Sovereign and Demon Emperor trusted Kunpeng more. Before they went into seclusion, they handed over the command of the entire Demon tribe to him, with him as the primary leader and Fuxi as his subordinate.

Coupled with the Ten Directions Demon Saints, and the dissatisfaction of over a thousand Demon Gods below with Fuxi's non-participation, Fuxi had been in seclusion for a long time. The entire Demon tribe's authority was completely in Kunpeng's hands.

Now, the battles between the Demon tribe and the Witch tribe were all directed by Kunpeng, with the Ten Directions Demon Saints and a thousand Demon Gods obeying orders!

Kunpeng sat cross-legged on a futon, racking his brains for a plan to defeat the enemy. After a moment, he let out a wry smile. The two tribes were evenly matched. If they didn't want to ignite a full-scale war, there was truly no way to completely defeat the other.

But once a full-scale war broke out, who would win or lose would be uncertain. Moreover, to start a full-scale war, the Demon Emperor and Demon Sovereign would have to agree. As the Demon Master, he currently did not have the authority to do so.

"Forget it, let's just fight like this for now."

This lukewarm fighting style, while appearing full of killing intent with the entire Primordial Era engaged in battle, couldn't fundamentally harm either tribe. Even Grand Luo Golden Immortals rarely perished, and after the war ended, they could recover within a few kalpas.

"Kunpeng..."

Suddenly, a melodious call echoed, startling Kunpeng.

The next moment, a sense of dizziness washed over him, and his entire being became muddled. Mysterious lights and shadows flowed around him, and in an instant, Kunpeng's consciousness left the Demon Master Palace and entered a strange space.

The surroundings were vast and white, with endless golden light rippling before his eyes. A golden lotus platform floated in the void, with Daoist Zhunti seated upon it.

"Zhunti?!"

Kunpeng's heart leaped in shock. The scene in the Nine Nether Blood Sea surfaced in his mind once more.

That feeling of overwhelming suppression reappeared in Kunpeng's mind.

Below a Saint, all are ants!

He, a peak Quasi-Saint mighty being, had been silently pulled into this strange space. Truly formidable.

"Greetings, Saint!"

Though his thoughts raced, his expression showed no disrespect as he bowed respectfully.

"Daoist Kunpeng, you are too kind."

Zhunti waved his hand, and an unshakeable, powerful force emerged, directly helping Kunpeng to his feet.

While Kunpeng marveled at the Saint's power, he also pondered the reason for Zhunti's visit. The last time they met was when he and Minghe plotted to kill someone and seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Their karma had been completely settled. Why was Zhunti seeking him out?

"May I ask why the Saint has summoned me?"

Unable to fathom the reason, Kunpeng decided to ask directly.