Fiery clouds rolled in the air as the nine dragons chariot flew swiftly towards Yao Mountain City.
Sitting on the chariot, Ji Hao looked down at the mountains and rivers zipping across the sky. The 'All Streams to the Final Land' great formation was completed, and the flood on the earth was slowly receding. In many areas, turbid waves were still surging in some rivers, lakes, and ponds.
However, the situation was much better than when the flood was at its peak. Different sized pieces of land had already emerged from the water surface. Simple and crude thatched huts and straw sheds were even built on some of the flatlands, forming simple camps of various sizes.
Countless hardworking human beings dragged their scrawny bodies and worked hard on these lands, with longing smiles on their faces. They opened up farmlands, took out the food seeds they saved with great efforts during the flood, and carefully put them into the farmlands one by one.
The land of Pan Gu world was generous and loving. As long as one was willing to work hard and sweat, the seeds planted would certainly bring back rich returns. Generation after generation, no matter how severe the disaster was, human beings were always confident in this land.
Today, a seed was planted, and a few months later, a thousand grains of food would be harvested.
As long as there was land, and as long as one worked hard, one would be able to harvest. When one was full, one would have the strength to open up more farmlands, build new towns and cities, build new homes, and have children.
"The people of the Human Clan are all good." Ji Hao smiled abruptly. His heart was warmed up, and an indescribable warm power had been lingering in his body. Even his embryo of Dao had been shaking slightly. From these ordinary people, he sensed the greatest life-force.
In the Town Hall, looking at those elite human beings, who were in high positions and had the power to move mountains and fill oceans, Ji Hao sensed coldness, wildness, mercilessness, and cruelty. Only by looking at these ordinary human beings did Ji Hao sense a different kind of vitality.
Gong Sun Bo and his people were cold, wildness, mercilessness, and cruel. Therefore, Ji Hao dared to wield his sword and kill them. Their heads rolled on the ground, and their blood flowed like rivers. These ordinary human beings were so lowly, but they were so warm and full of vitality. Therefore, Ji Hao was filled with warmth and love for them. He was willing to protect these powerless human beings with everything he had. These human beings represented the power of the world, but they were powerless.
"Yeah, Emperor Shun is really something!" Man Man sat aside, munching on a fruit. Her face was covered in juice while she complained with a muffled voice, "He is the human emperor, the king of all human beings! No one listens to him, really! Look at my dad, in the Southern Wasteland, if any tribe dares to disobey my words, I'll directly wipe them out! "
Shaking her head, Man Man sighed and said, "Emperor Shun, as the human emperor, is so frustrating!"
Ji Hao helplessly patted on Man Man's head, gave a long sigh and said, "Emperor Shun is a good man … A good man will always be wronged!"
Man Man suddenly narrowed her eyes, stared at Ji Hao with a trace of dangerous light and said, "Eh? Are you saying that father is a bad person? "
Ji Hao laughed out loud, pulled Man Man's exquisite earlobe and shook it for a few times, then said, "Lord Zhu Rong is not a bad person, he's a fierce man! Most people in the world bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as you are fierce, no one will dare to provoke you. Naturally, they will be willing to listen to you obediently! But of course, Lord Zhu Rong is a fierce man, but he must also be a good man. "
To be honest, Zhu Rong was truly a good man. At least, under his rule, the people of the Southern Wasteland could be considered to be living in peace and contentment. Especially, Zhu Rong's family had been suppressing the first generation of Chi You for generations, which was admirable.
Man Man nodded in satisfaction. She popped out her eyes, looked at Ji Hao confusedly and asked, "Then, why can't Emperor Shun be a fierce man?"
Ji Hao remained silent for a while, then raised his head, looked at the sky and said blandly, "Because, human beings have too many concerns, and they respect their ancestors too much. Respecting the elders, respecting the bloodline, this is a good thing. As for the humankind, since the prehistorical era, the bloodline of the humankind has been growing to this day because of close family ties. Therefore, deep in the hearts of human beings, the bloodline of the bloodline of the humankind has always been very, very important. "
"Emperor Shun is a good man. Therefore, he especially respects the elders … He is a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu, and also a direct descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan. You Xiong Family is Emperor Xuanyuan's bloodline. How can Emperor Shun fall out with You Xiong Family? "
Ji Hao helplessly spread his hands and said blandly, "Not only You Xiong Family, High Sun Family, Cloud Sun Family, You Chao Family, Suiren Family, they are all large human families. The totem patterns on their battle flags represent the origin of the bloodline of the humankind … All human beings, even the lowliest ones in the most remote areas, know that those totem patterns represent their ancestors."
The ancestors, just like the sky and the earth, were sacred and inviolable!
Therefore, the leaders of large human families like Gong Sun Bo were like the embodiment of the totem patterns of human ancestors. They were born with sacred halos. Except for people like Ji Hao, who came from the later generations, and was a 'vengeful' person, not even Emperor Shun could fight against these families.
Man Man nodded, seeming to understand. She threw the core of the fruit out of the chariot, then grabbed a fire dragon coiled on Ji Hao's leg and wiped her hands on the scorching hot scales of the fire dragon.
Sighing heavily, Man Man looked at Ji Hao and said seriously, "Ji Hao, if they're really going to bully us, let's go back to Southern Wasteland. Back in Southern Wasteland, no one will dare to offend us! "
Ji Hao glanced at Man Man with a weird look, then pointed at the south and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, we won't go back to Southern Wasteland, but Southern Wasteland will come to us. Uncle Wen Ming's' All Streams to the Final Land 'great formation is ridiculously powerful! "
While talking and laughing, the nine dragons chariot reached the air less than a hundred miles away from Yao Mountain City.
Looking down from the air, one would find that farmlands, villages, and towns around Yao Mountain City were all washed away by the flood, turning into white areas. From east, south, west, and north, countless black spots approached Yao Mountain City from all directions. Among those black spots, tens of flying forts were produced by Xiu Clan people.
Ji Hao scanned across the surrounding army with his spirit power. What made Ji Hao speechless was that ninety-nine percent of this enormous army was composed of non-humankind warriors, and the number of real human warriors was miniscule. Besides, according to Ji Hao's observation, these human warriors seemed to only serve as guides and liaison officers.
The ones commanding the army were a group of Yu Clan nobles, who were wearing luxurious long robes and armors, standing on a flying fort.
These proud Yu Clan nobles were facing a magic sandbox, pointing at Yao Mountain City on the sandbox, seeming to be discussing where to start the attack.
Countless non-humankind slaves carried all kinds of weapons, digging ditches and building walls around Yao Mountain City, seeming to completely seal the city and turn it into a deathtrap.
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