Chapter 4: Dethroning the Virgin
Emperor Xin saw through it all again.

There is no right or wrong between these saints.

It's all because of interests.

If Emperor Xin does not die, their interests will be affected.

No matter whether you are the king of men or the human being.

The interests of the saints are supreme.

Even Hongjun could not escape the drive for profit.

People can not escape from doing wrong?
But even saints cannot escape the word "profit".

Emperor Xin saw through everything and made a decision in his heart.

You want me to die, but I won't fulfill your wish.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Xin said slowly:
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me, Emperor Xin, for being unjust."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the saints in heaven again.

"My fate is in my own hands, if God wants to stop me I will kill Him."

At this moment, Emperor Xin's eyes were filled with endless hatred.

He slowly raised the Human King Sword in his hand, and saw the luck of the human race gathering above Emperor Xin's head, transforming into the Dharma body of the Human King.

"I, Emperor Xin, swear a blood oath in the name of the Human King. I will take up the cause of the human race. I will create the future of the human race. Whoever dares to stop me will fight to the death. I swear a blood oath and establish—"

puff--.

A mouthful of blood was spat out, and instantly turned into a series of runes, and suddenly there was a bolt from the blue.

The wilderness trembles.

"The destiny of the human race, reunite for me."

Rumble.
There was a sound in the clear sky and thunderclouds were rolling, but these thunderclouds were golden in color.

"What is he doing?"

The saints were horrified and had a bad premonition.

"Damn it, he is gathering the Dharma body of the Human King and wants to awaken humanity. If he succeeds, we will be in trouble."

"Stop him quickly."

The saints were anxious.

The way of heaven awakens in chaos, and the way of earth awakens in the calamity of wizards and demons.

Humanity awakens at the end of the Conferred God Ceremony.

After Emperor Xin died, Ji Fa became king, and humanity naturally fell on Ji Fa's head.

And now that Emperor Xin is still alive, it is necessary to awaken humanity in advance.

At that time, all the plans of the saints in heaven will come to nothing.

Not only can he not grasp the destiny of the human race, he can't even control the human race.

And they will stand against the human race.

How could they not be anxious?
Nuwa, in particular, had already felt that the fortune of the human race, which she had suppressed, was beginning to waver.

His face suddenly changed.

"No, the luck of the demon race has already fallen to the bottom. If we lose the luck of the human race, then what use will my power as a saint be?"

Nuwa would never allow such a thing to happen.

In the battle between the wizard and the lich, Nuwa and Houtu took the blame, causing Nuwa to suffer heavy losses.

How can we let the good fortune of the human race leave now?

He immediately took the lead in attacking, and the map of mountains, rivers, and the country instantly enlarged.

"Emperor Xin, you dare to condense the Dharma body of the human king in front of this Holy Mother. Disperse it."

However, the next moment Nuwa was horrified.

"How is this possible? They can't even be defeated?"

I only saw Emperor Xin's Dharma body condensing in the void. He slowly raised his head and said:
"Nuwa, from now on, you are no longer the Holy Mother of the human race. You created the human race, so you should enjoy the good fortune of the human race and be the Holy Mother of the human race. However, you are the Great Saint of the demon race. How can you allow others to snore beside your bed?"

Emperor Xin ascended to heaven in one step, even though he had no personal cultivation, he relied on the aura of the King of Men.

He actually achieved parity with all the saints in the heavens.

"Nuwa, I'll give you a choice. Either you cut off the fate of the demon race and completely become a saint of the human race, or I'll dethrone you as the ancestor of the human race, and from now on the human race will have nothing to do with you. Make your choice."

After these words were spoken, Nuwa almost lost her balance.

How dare Emperor Xin force me to make a choice?

Outrageous.

"Emperor Xin, forget it."

The luck of the demon race cannot be cut off. After all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

But the destiny of the human race cannot be lost, because that is the destiny of the protagonists of heaven and earth.

After hearing what Nuwa said, Emperor Xin already knew that Nuwa was going to stand against him.

In that case, there will be no mercy.

"Nuwa, the debt owed by the human race to you was already paid back when the demon race slaughtered the human race. From this moment on, the human race no longer owes you anything. Instead, it is the demon race that owes the human race an endless blood debt."

Hearing this, Nuwa immediately shouted in a hurry:

"Emperor Xin, you dare? The human race must have this disaster, which has nothing to do with this saint. Otherwise, how can the human race become the protagonist of heaven and earth? Otherwise, how can the human race grow stronger?" However, Emperor Xin laughed:
"Does that matter? I only know that you are the Great Saint of the Demon Race. When the Demon Race slaughtered the Human Race, you did not ask questions. I only know that what the Human Race owes you has been repaid with endless blood. What remains is only the blood debt."

Looking at Nuwa, Emperor Xin's eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.

Although the Lich Calamity has passed, the blood debt of the human race remains in its bones.

"Also, do you really think I don't know anything? The so-called great calamity of the human race is nothing but a calculation of heaven. Even if the human race does not have this calamity, the human race is still the protagonist of heaven and earth. Otherwise, the general trend will change."

As soon as these words came out, all the saints were shocked.

How does the Human King know the number of days?
Variables, variables.

Keng——.

The Human King Sword was unsheathed, and then transformed into a giant sword in the sky that appeared above the Human King's Dharma body.

"Today, as the king of mankind and the future ancestor of humanity, I depose Nuwa from the title of Holy Mother of the human race."

"Emperor Xin, you dare."

Nuwa has gone crazy, I can’t take the blame for this.

But how could Emperor Xin care?
"Ancestors of the human race, the saint Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race, enjoying the luck of the human race, but she does not protect the human race, but instead wants to force the human king to death. Today, as the human king, I depose Nuwa from the title of Holy Mother of the human race, and you won't lend me a helping hand?"

Rumble.
It was as if the universe was shaking, and as if endless wronged souls were howling.

In an instant, ghosts and wolves howled in the vast world.

"Damn it, how could this happen? They have clearly left the cycle of reincarnation, so why haven't these wronged souls entered it yet?"

The saints were horrified, how could this happen?
These are clearly the product of the previous catastrophe. With the end of the catastrophe, they should have dissipated.

But why is he still here?
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, and then his face changed drastically.

"I see, Hou Tu, you are such a thief with such a heart."

In the underworld, Pingxin smiled slightly.

"Haha, even though the witch-lich calamity is over, how can my witch clan accept this?"

With a wave of his hand, countless wronged souls of the human race rushed towards the primitive land.

"Go, go, fulfill the regrets in your hearts and help the Human King regain his destiny."

Countless wronged souls rushed out from the underworld, these wronged souls were slaughtered by demons during their lifetime.

His violent rage is too strong to enter reincarnation, so he can only wander back and forth in this underworld.

The underworld is in turmoil.

Furthermore, after Hou Tu reincarnated, she realized that she had been plotted against by Hongjun, and she felt very angry.

Now that the Human King is gathering the remaining souls of the human race's ancestors, how can Hou Tu not fulfill their wish?
Rumble.
Above the sea of ​​blood, the gates to the six realms of reincarnation opened, and countless wronged souls rushed out of the underworld.

In an instant, wailing was heard everywhere in the ancient world.

Countless wronged souls howled in the air, carrying endless murderous energy and rushing towards the Human King Di Xin.

It gathered into a blood-colored Dharma image at the fastest speed.

For a moment, the violent rage reached the sky, and the entire thirty-three heavens palace trembled.

Penglai Fairy Island.

Master Tongtian was suddenly startled.

"what happened?"

All the saints in the heavens were horrified. The original Dharma body of the Human King, under the blessing of these endless wronged souls, turned into a blood-colored Dharma image.

A pair of eyes were also locked on Nuwa.

"cut--."

A blood-red sword light fell, as if a sword split the sky apart.

Emperor Xin used his own aura as a guide.

Relying on the countless wronged souls of human ancestors.

Carrying boundless horrifying murderous energy, it transformed into a giant sword that held up the sky and charged straight toward Nuwa.

The saints were horrified.

"Damn it, Emperor Xin, you are crazy. You actually used endless resentment to forcibly cut off the name of the Holy Mother Nuwa."

"Injure 800 enemies and lose 1,000 of your own. Emperor Xin, you are crazy. You will ruin the future of the human race."

The saints were frightened, and Nuwa was so frightened that she stepped back again and again, and the saints' expressions turned into horror.

Emperor Xin used his endless anger to transform it into a long sword and cut off all ties.

This is endless karma.

Once encountered, the body of Saint Nuwa will definitely backfire, but the luck of the human race will suffer greater losses.

But at this time Emperor Xin couldn't care less.

The Shang Dynasty had already reached its end, and it had to take action even if it meant committing suicide.

It would be best if you could survive a desperate situation.

Even if he is bound to die, he must drag Nuwa down with him.

Or, drag the entire prehistoric world down with him.

"cut--."

(End of this chapter)

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