"The era of the Human Emperor is over!"
The Demonic Wind Rakshasa Emperor snorted. "Since ancient times, the human race has only produced one Human Emperor. How can you compare to us? How can you be on equal footing with us?"
In the eyes of the primordial races, the human race had always been the ants of the primordial era.
The primordial races had long been enraged by letting the ants rule Tianhuang Mainland for so many years. How could they give in so easily?
The Emperor Chen Dragon said slowly, "In this era, the rise of the primordial races is the general trend. No one can stop it. Why do you have to be so overbearing?"
The Underworld Witch Emperor shook his head. "We have already taken a step back. We promised the Dragons that all races can coexist and avoid war. These humans are the ones who want a yard after taking an inch."
"If we are really overbearing, none of the humans in the Enigma Palace will be able to live!"
"Everyone, please do me a favor."
The Emperor Chen Dragon sighed. "I really don't want to see the people of Tianhuang Mainland suffer and war in the remaining years."
The Underworld Witch Emperor pondered for a while and said, "Alright! If that's the case, the human race must agree and give up all their territories! All self-cultivators, go to Penglai Island. You are not allowed to set foot in Tianhuang Mainland! "
"Ah!"
Exclamations came from the crowd.
Although the Underworld Witch Emperor had given the human race a way out, he had chased all the human self-cultivators to Penglai Island.
Penglai Island was huge, but it could not accommodate all the self-cultivators on Tianhuang Mainland.
Furthermore, there were hundreds of millions of citizens in Tianhuang Mainland, all living beings in the world!
The human cultivation civilization had indeed been preserved. But what about the people on Tianhuang Mainland?
The Emperor Chen Dragon frowned and asked, "What about the hundreds of millions of mortals scattered all over Tianhuang Mainland?"
"These ants will naturally become the slaves of the other races and become our food."
The Blood Emperor licked his lips in excitement.
"No!"
Without hesitation, Su Zimo rejected him flatly!
"Don't be in a hurry to reject."
The Underworld Witch Emperor smiled and said, "I can also give you sects and forces a second choice. Submit to the various primordial races, and you will naturally be able to keep your lives. You won't have to run to Penglai Island."
"Right, the Protoss should also go to Penglai Island in the future."
The Golden Crow Fire Emperor looked at Tian Shenhuang and suddenly said: "Brother Tian Shen, your Protoss has no objections, right?"
"Sure."
Shenhuang nodded.
The Protoss was now the target of public criticism, so he could take a step back.
Not to mention, once they reach Penglai Island, the Protoss can go on a killing spree!
Penglai Island couldn't accommodate so many Cultivators, but it was more than enough for the Protoss to reproduce and live on it.
There was a commotion in the crowd.
If the Protoss and human beings were all driven to Penglai Island, how many human Cultivators would survive?
The Golden Crow Fire Emperor's plan was extremely vicious!
Emperor Chen Long sighed, "You're pushing the human race to a dead end."
"Don't say that."
The Golden Crow Fire Emperor smiled and said: "Didn't the Eternal Human Sovereign also force us to live in a corner? This is just karma."
The Underworld Witch Emperor smiled and said: "Emperor Chen Long, don't say that we didn't give the human race a chance this time. You have two choices. You can either submit or go to Penglai Island. The human race can choose! "
This plan was not only vicious, but it also left the problem to Emperor Chen Long.
If Emperor Chen Long didn't do anything, the Protoss would definitely go on a killing spree when they arrived at Penglai Island.
However, if he started a war with the Protoss now, Shenhuang, the Underworld Witch Emperor and the others would be able to reap the benefits.
Emperor Chen Long was in a dilemma!
At this moment, Emperor Chen Long seemed to have aged a lot.
There was also a commotion in the crowd.
Some of the sects and forces were already showing signs of submitting.
It was not their fault.
Even super sects like the Heavenly Dipper Sect and the Malevolent Earth Sect had chosen to submit. What could they do?
Would they really go to Penglai Island and be killed by the Protoss?
At least they could still survive if they submitted to the Primordial Five Races now.
"Emperor Chen Long, give up."
The Underworld Witch Emperor laughed and said, "Since the beginning of the Convention of the Ten Thousand Races, not a single human emperor has dared to show up. Why are you so stubborn?"
Shenhuang suddenly sneered and said, "How about this? If any human emperor dares to show up, as long as they can take three punches from me, I can guarantee that I won't kill any human on Penglai Island!"
After a while, no one responded.
Many cultivators lowered their heads with gloomy expressions.
Shenhuang laughed and said, "Who dares to show up and fight!"
Still, no one showed up.
"Hahaha!"
Laughter came from the Primordial Five Races.
The Divine Emperor looked at Su Zimo provocatively and sneered, "Desolate Martial, the emperors of the human race are a bunch of cowards who are as timid as mice!"
"I'll wait for you on Penglai Island!"
Shenhuang hated Su Zimo to the core and naturally humiliated the human race mercilessly.
"Shenhuang, Shenhuang, I'll take three punches from you!"
Right then, an old voice sounded from the depths of Enigma Palace.
Six cultivators tore through the hall and walked over slowly, each of them exuding a powerful aura!
That was the might of an emperor!
The emperor of the human race!
The leader was the Old Storyteller of Enigma Palace!
Judging from their Daoist robes, the five emperors beside him were Snowdrift Valley, Purple Firmament Sect, Overlord Palace, Pure Maiden Sect and Diamond Monastery!
Six human emperors had arrived!
Suddenly, Su Zimo frowned.
He noticed that the auras of the six human emperors were unstable, as though they had expended quite a bit of energy.
As for the Old Storyteller in the lead, his hair was already white and his face was haggard. Although he was upright, he was almost exhausted!
Beside Su Zimo, Lin Xuanji gripped his fists and pursed his lips with a sorrowful expression.
"What's wrong with Senior Storyteller?"
Su Zimo could not help but ask.
Lin Xuanji shook his head without saying anything.
"Fufu."
Shenhuang looked at the Old Storyteller and the other five and laughed, mocking, "Why? That divine powers ranking isn't easy to control, is it?"
The Emperor Weapon divine powers ranking had already vanished into the skies and returned to the ancient battlefield.
The Old Storyteller stood out and said in a deep voice, "Shenhuang, let me tell you, even if the fortune of the human race is waning in this generation, not all of them are cowards!"
"I can squash you to death with a single finger with that body of yours!"
Shenhuang sneered.
"Storyteller, let me do it,"
The emperor of Diamond Monastery said in a deep voice.
"There's no need. Now that things have come to this, we can only try our best."
The Old Storyteller smiled casually. "Who doesn't die? Even if I die here today, the dignity of the human race cannot be trampled on by a foreign race!"
"Come on!"
The Old Storyteller walked forward.
"You must have a death wish!"
Shenhuang was enraged and could not hold it in any longer. He extended a finger and pressed it down viciously towards the Old Storyteller!
Divine light shone resplendently and the voids trembled!
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