Chapter 1113 — The Emperor Meditates Upon the Dao

Sixty thousand years ago in the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, Yun Tianzun subdued the Heavenly River and made it flow upon the earth. Time hurried past, and the waves washed away all heroes.

Another hundred thousand years passed in the Longhan Era. The Longhan Heavenly Court absorbed the Longxiao Heavenly Court, and only the Xiaohan Heavenly Court remained in the Primordial World.

Though Yun Tianzun was exceptionally wise and led the human race in their maneuvering against the demigod races, the tide of destiny was overwhelming, and he gradually came to feel a sense of helplessness. The Heavenly Alliance slowly splintered into different factions.

Then one day, the conflict between the Longhan Heavenly Court and the Xiaohan Heavenly Court finally erupted.

The Heavenly Court's great army marched against the Primordial World.

The Great Sun Star Lord led the orthodox deities of the celestial stars and the armies of the Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends as the vanguard. The Ten Guards of the Heavenly Court were deployed, and all Four Great Heavenly Gates and Four Great Heavenly Masters set out as well. The Heavenly Emperor ordered the various Tianzuns to each command their forces and campaign against Xiaohan.

The Great Sun Star Lord fell before achieving any victory, slain by a stray arrow on the battlefield. Another ancient god perished, his wronged spirit drifting faintly into Youdu.

Venerable Hao's army had scarcely marched out of the Southern Heavenly Gate when Hao Tianzun put away his divine bow and set down his arrows, saying indifferently: "You know too much. " In the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, Yun Tianzun prepared two jade boxes and handed them to the Dao Ancestor, smiling: "Old Daoist, take these two jade boxes and go.

If in the future you encounter Shen Tianzun and Mu Tianzun, give one to Shen Tianzun and one to Mu Tianzun. " The Dao Ancestor put away the jade boxes and asked: "Your Majesty, and you? " Yun Tianzun smiled, gazing at the approaching Heavenly Court army, and said with a laugh: "I will stay.

This Longhan Revolution was not thorough.

We thought we had overthrown the ancient gods, never realizing that after seizing power, we merely installed another batch of ancient gods. Revolution and reform require bloodshed, and it begins with Yun. " The Dao Ancestor bowed and took his leave. Yun Tianzun emptied his mind and gazed at the approaching Heavenly Court army.

The rumbling of war drums came, shaking heaven and earth.

Watching the Heavenly Court army surge forward in a deluge, he silently reflected on his life. He had accomplished many things, but many more remained unfinished. His heart still held many regrets. He remembered face after face, and event after event that had set his blood ablaze.

"My abilities were not enough, not sufficient to accomplish all of this. If back then I had thrown in my lot with you, moved the Xiaohan Heavenly Court to the Longhan Heavenly Court, and seized power, perhaps I could have survived.

But. . .

" He laughed heartily: "How could I throw in my lot with you? If I did, all living beings would remain straw dogs, still offerings upon the altar. What difference would there be between me and the ancient gods?

Future fellow cultivator, what I could not accomplish, I leave to you—" The battle at the Xiaohan Heavenly Court was unprecedentedly brutal, beyond the power of brush and ink to describe.

In the Primordial World, the civilization built by the human race was all but scoured clean, leaving behind only stretch after stretch of shattered ruins. During the war, Yun Tianzun was surrounded and attacked.

Hao Tianzun, Huo Tianzun, the Divine Emperor Langxuan, the Ancestral God King, the Void God King, and the newly risen Heavenly Consort Qiang, along with "Her Highness the Empress" personally overseeing the fray, and a mysterious Ming Fangyu—so many masters sealed off every path of survival for Yun Tianzun. In the end, this Heavenly Emperor of the human race fell. The Xiaohan Heavenly Court was conquered. The gods of the Heavenly Court rushed in to plunder its wealth, yet found the palace held no treasures—it was utterly impoverished.

"Yun Tianzun, a seeker of vain glory!

" The crowd sneered: "Putting on a show of poverty was merely to buy people's hearts. He must have hidden a treasury elsewhere!

We heard that the one who stole from Zhaoyang Hall back then was him.

He surely hid those treasures away, kept his own vault, and claimed those treasures for himself! " Yet they searched the entire Xiaohan Heavenly Court and found no so-called Yun Tianzun treasury. For a long time afterward, many demigods roamed in search of treasure, trying to find the whereabouts of that batch of treasures from Zhaoyang Hall. Yue Tianzun led Ling Tianzun and other brilliant talents of the human race away in defeat.

In the end, the ardor in Yue Tianzun's heart dissipated like smoke, and disheartened, she decided to retire to the Peach Grove.

Because Ling Tianzun was still useful, "Her Highness the Empress" spared her. Yun Tianzun's corpse was taken away by Ming Fangyu.

A year later, Ming Fangyu came to Taixu and placed his corpse upon the Great Emperor's brow, a smile on his face: "Yun Tianzun, do you remember? I said all three of you would become my spoils of war, and you are the first!

" The Great Emperor's brow lacked the Primordial Stone of the Great Beginning, making it the perfect place to suppress Yun Tianzun's physical body.

In the realm of supreme divine consciousness, no one could come here. At most, they could only view this "war trophy" of the Great Emperor. "And Yue Tianzun and Ling Tianzun—rest assured, in the future they too will become my spoils of war! " Ming Fangyu laughed: "Because there is another me in this world!

" The Xiaohan Heavenly Court was taken as a massive spoil of war and delivered to the Longhan Heavenly Court, merging with it.

Because Yun Tianzun had rendered great service to the world by opening the Divine Bridge and Divine Treasury, the Heavenly Emperor pardoned his clan, relocated the Yun family to the Heavenly Court, established the Yun Estate, and did not pursue the clan's crimes. And the civilization of the human race in the Primordial World was reduced to ruins alone.

Time flew by.

Unknowingly, tens of thousands of years of the Dark Age passed, and civilization sparked once more.

The suffering human race struggled forward through thorns and floods, among savage beasts. One day, a group of sturdy male hunters, longbows on their backs, were hunting. They chased a wild deer to a ruin. The deer vanished, and the ancient ruins were a scene of devastation.

These hunters, looking like primitives, wiped the mud from their foreheads and stared blankly at the traces left by civilization.

In the distance, the vast Heavenly River descended, plunging into the earth, becoming a great river a thousand li wide, surging onward. This was the place where the Heavenly River fell into the Primordial World, also called the Flood Mouth, meaning the source of the deluge.

Nearby were several valleys shaped like footprints. In ancient legend, a divine being had once held up the falling Heavenly River here, saving all living beings.

But this was merely legend, and no one believed it. The people of this time were primitive and unenlightened.

Only a few cultivation methods had been passed down, and all were ordinary.

Human gods were rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

At this moment, a powerfully built man with red hair suddenly looked up and saw a statue of a god with three heads and six arms. The statue's sinewy form was fierce, its six arms raised high, as if holding up the Heavenly River falling from the sky.

The face of the statue was no longer visible, but its posture struck with an incomparably powerful impact, leaving the red-haired man deeply shaken.