Mu Sen's words caused the three ancestors' eyes to light up. Apart from those who were already close to the shore of the East Sea, those who were able to escape to the shore of the East Sea were all relatively strong cultivators of the Immortal Dao. Previously, Mu Sen had used the tribulation to weaken the Saints' authority in the human race. Now was the perfect time to consolidate the Immortal Dao of the human race.
Suiren understood this and nodded. "Alright, we'll do as fourth brother says. Leave this matter to us. Fourth brother, just focus on healing." With that, the three of them hurriedly left. They were clearly in a hurry to form the Immortal Dao Army of the human race.
This matter could not be delayed. With the three ancestors present, the formation of the Immortal Dao Army of the human race would definitely be completed smoothly. Mu Sen did not need to worry. What he needed to do now was heal. If it were not for River Styx treating most of his injuries, he would not have been able to fully recover without at least ten thousand years.
In addition, Mu Sen had forcefully used the True Martial Origin Formation's trump card. The backlash from the formation was not small. Apart from being heavily injured, his cultivation had also dropped by a minor realm. Previously, he had joined hands with River Styx to comprehend the Immortal Dao Formation and accidentally reached the late Life Star stage. Now, he had fallen back to the mid Life Star stage.
However, since he had already reached the late Life Star stage, it would only be a matter of time before he could recover. Of course, this was not the most important thing. Using the Tyrant Body and the word 'Martial' to forcefully absorb the Immortal Dao Formation's Immortal Dao into his body had created a huge impact on his Martial Dao.
There were hundreds of millions of cultivators in the human race, and each cultivator's Martial Dao was different. The True Meaning of Martial Dao they comprehended was naturally the same. When the True Meaning of Martial Dao was absorbed into Mu Sen's body, the countless True Meaning of Martial Dao almost made Mu Sen lose himself.
Fortunately, Mu Sen had the word 'Martial' to control the flood of the Martial Dao. Otherwise, his Fated Star would have long since been broken through, and that would only have been the result of being heavily injured and unconscious. However, it was precisely because of this that Mu Sen had a completely new understanding of his own Martial Dao. The Martial Dao was broad and profound. When one cultivated it to its depths, they would have long since returned to their original state. They would not be restricted by any form, and would be able to accommodate all rivers.
In this battle, Mu Sen had glimpsed a trace of the mystery of the Realm of Origin. Although it was only a small understanding, it was more precious than anything else for Mu Sen. It could be said that the door to the Realm of Origin had opened for him a little, but even this little gap was precious. Many Quasi-saint experts could not see it in their entire lives.
In addition, Mu Sen became more and more curious about the word 'Martial'. It seemed that he would never be able to see its true mystery. Even the current Mu Sen and Mu Sen, who had already entered the Realm of Origin, could not see the whole picture of the word. It could be seen that it was really extraordinary.
Since he could not figure it out, Mu Sen could only give up for the time being. When he entered the Realm of Origin, he would see if he could see its mystery. Now, it was more important for him to heal his injuries. There were still about four thousand years before the battle between the Liches and the Demons would begin. When the Great Desolation ended, it would be a good time for the Human Tribe to become the protagonist of the Great Desolation.
Mu Sen also knew that even if the Liches and Demons' Tribulation ended and the Liches' strength was greatly weakened, it would not be easy for the Human Tribe to become the protagonist of the world. At that time, it would probably be a situation where the Hundred Races of the Great Desolation would compete with each other. If the Human Tribe wanted to become the protagonist of the world, they had to fight against the Hundred Races of the Great Desolation. Therefore, the Human Tribe needed to become stronger. They needed to have their own army. They needed to let the beings of the Great Desolation know that the Human Tribe was qualified to dominate the Great Desolation.
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Compared to the tranquility of the Human Tribe, the Celestial Court was turbulent. Ever since Houtu became a Sage and was trapped in the Underworld, the Demon Tribe had been excited. Without one of the Twelve Zu Wu, the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation could not be set up. Naturally, they could not summon the Real Body of Pangu, who they feared the most. On the other hand, the Demon Tribe had Sage Nüwa and the Great Zhouxing Formation. The Demon Tribe was almost certain to win the Great War between the Liches and Demons after ten thousand years.
However, it was different now. The Wu people had created a new Zu Wu. This Zu Wu could fill the vacancy of Houtu. The Demon Tribe still remembered the terror of Pangu's Real Body. What kind of power was this? Now that the Real Body of Pangu had reappeared, how could the Demon Tribe not be afraid?
In the Lingxiao Palace, Di Jun looked at the land of the Great Desolation from afar. He could not help but tighten his grip on the Wu-killing Sword. He had thought that he could easily defeat the Wu people, but who would have thought that someone would come out of nowhere and restore the delicate balance between the Liches and Demons? Di Jun was furious again.
Although the Wu-killing Sword had been forged from the slaughter of the Human Tribe, hundreds of millions of elite Demon Tribe soldiers were lost. Di Jun himself was also injured. He had lost all his face. He had planned to kill the Wu people and then seek revenge on the Human Tribe. However, the Wu people had made a big fuss, which was big enough to change the situation. Di Jun could not suppress his anger anymore.
In addition, there was another matter that worried Di Jun. In order to forge the Wu-killing Sword, the Demon Tribe had wantonly slaughtered the Human Tribe. This had damaged the harmony between the Heavens and Earth, and in the end, they had lost hundreds of millions of elite Demon Tribe soldiers. This had caused the Demon Tribe's Luck to drop significantly. This was not a small problem.
Now that a new Zu Wu had been born, the Demon Tribe's morale had been greatly boosted, and their Luck had also increased. As the saying goes, when the Demon Tribe's Luck had decreased, while the Wu people's Luck had increased. This was not a good sign. Although there were still more than four thousand years until the Ten Thousand Year Period, it was enough time for many accidents to happen. This was what Di Jun did not want to see the most.
Faced with such a situation, Di Jun was helpless. He could only plead, "Everyone, the Wu people now have a new Zu Wu. The Twelve Capitals have been completed. Once they lay down a formation to summon Pangu's true body, how should we deal with it?"
Bai Ze thought for a moment, then replied, "Your Majesty, perhaps things are not as bad as we think. Although Chi You's ascension to Zu Wu has filled the gap left by Houtu, Chi You may not be able to completely replace Houtu. The power of the formation will naturally be weakened. When that happens, our Great Zhouxing Formation may be able to contend against it."
Hearing this, Di Jun's eyes lit up. It was indeed as Bai Ze had said. Chi You was only a new Zu Wu. Whether it was Zu Wu's body or Origin Energy, he could not compare to Zu Wu Of Houtu. Then even if they could lay down the Twelve Capitals Divine Wraith Formation, its power would be greatly reduced. The Pangu's true body that they could summon might not be as powerful as it was before.
When Jimeng heard Bai Ze's words, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. He glanced at the visibly moved Di Jun. Although his words might dampen Di Jun's interest, for the sake of the Yao race, he could not help but say, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that everything is not as Bai Ze says."
Jimeng's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Di Jun's head. This made Di Jun somewhat unhappy. Bai Ze's face also showed some anger. Jimeng's words were like a slap to his face. He had just raised his opinion, but Jimeng immediately wanted to overturn it. How could he get out of this situation?
Bai Ze was anxious to express his opinion because he was the one in charge of this great calamity. Although Di Jun was the commander, he had lost hundreds of millions of Yao soldiers. Naturally, Bai Ze's reputation among the Yao race had fallen. Therefore, he was anxious to propose a plan to regain some of his reputation. But now, his plan might backfire. How could Jimeng not be angry?
Although Di Jun was somewhat unhappy, he still asked, "Jimeng, what do you think is wrong?" After all, Jimeng was one of the Ten Great Yao Saints. He was also the sage of the Yao race. Since he had an opinion, Di Jun naturally had to listen. After all, this was related to the Yao race's great plan.
Jimeng replied, "Your Majesty, although Chi You is a newly promoted Zu Wu and might not be as strong as Houtu, Your Majesty should not forget that the Twelve Zu Wu from thousands of years ago were not as strong as the current Twelve Zu Wu. Although Chi You is somewhat lacking, the power of the great formation he set up is very likely to surpass that of the past. Even Pangu's true body might be stronger than the current one."
As soon as Jimeng voiced his conjecture, Di Jun's expression darkened. He had forgotten that in the past thousands of years, not only had his cultivation improved, but so had Zu Wu's. Even Chi You was not inferior to Houtu. If what Jimeng said was true, then the Yao race was in danger of being exterminated.
Although the Yao race's Zhouxing Formation was as famous as the Twelve Divine Fiends Formation, in terms of individual attacks, the Zhouxing Formation was far inferior. The Zhouxing Formation was a group attack formation. Even if it gathered starlight to attack, its power would still be scattered. It could not compare to the attack of Pangu's true body.
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