442: Palace of Humanity

“As expected of the Xu Family,” Daoist Cangsong observed from afar, sighing softly, “They give face to all parties yet don’t make promises easily. It’s no wonder a great clan can maintain such prosperity with this way of handling affairs.”

At this moment, Xu Yuan was surrounded by several reclusive old monsters. These old monsters had hidden very deeply, only secretly approaching Xu Yuan now.

A layer of light enveloped the surroundings, preventing anyone from hearing what was happening inside.

An Old man in linen clothes, leaning on a withered wooden staff, had a piercing gaze: “Young friend, would you be willing to become my disciple? My ‘Dao of Withering and Flourishing’ is in need of a successor…”

This Old man in linen clothes was an Immortal Giant.

“Nonsense!” A red-faced old man nearby immediately interrupted, “Is your broken Cultivation Technique worthy? Young friend, why not learn Alchemy with me instead!”

Seeing that the old monsters were about to argue, Xu Yuan quickly bowed: “Thank you for your kindness, Seniors, but Junior already has a master…”

On the high platform in the distance, the Dean of Cangwu Dao Academy stroked his beard and chuckled.

“Your disciple is about to be snatched away, and you’re still laughing?”

Cang Bai said with a smile.

“With Yuan’er’s character, he would never pledge allegiance to these people! Moreover, even if he were to take these Seniors as his masters, I wouldn’t say anything. After all, I can no longer teach him anything!”

Daoist Cangsong spoke these words from the bottom of his heart.

Although there was regret, he had to admit that keeping Xu Yuan would only limit Xu Yuan’s growth. Therefore, after this master-disciple banquet, he would have a good talk with Xu Yuan.

At the same time!

Myriad Race Territory, Myriad Clans Divine Hall.

In the Myriad Clans Deliberation Hall!

Within the magnificent hall supported by nine towering jade pillars, seven blurry phantoms floated above a starlit screen. In the Chaos Qi flowing down from the hall’s ceiling, three thousand Dao runes could vaguely be seen circulating.

“Six hundred years have passed…”

A phantom entwined with blood-colored chains emitted a hoarse voice, “The scene of that Human Race child suppressing and killing the Eternal Night Clan is still fresh in my memory.”

On the right, an existence manifesting myriad phenomena chuckled softly: “Who would have thought that his younger brother would also step into the Dao Monarch realm now.”

His eyes looked out of the hall, and wherever his gaze swept, space rippled, “A Dao Monarch in the Sacred Eye Secret Realm after three hundred thousand years… This Aptitude means his future achievements will certainly be no less than ours.”

“Adding his Elder brother, the Human Race will gain two more powerhouses of at least the Immortal Monarch level in the future. This is not a good thing for us!”

“You mean, to… him?”

The blood-colored chain phantom made a downward cutting motion.

“Otherwise?” the existence manifesting phenomena said faintly.

On the left, a beautiful woman in a purple dress spoke: “Don’t forget, the Xu Family has the Lord of Stars and Moon behind them!”

The existence manifesting phenomena said indifferently: “Our Myriad Clans Divine Hall is not without Dao Ancestors! Moreover, if we act within the same realm, even the Lord of Stars and Moon would have nothing to say!”

“Buzz!”

Just then, on the central throne, a divine light piercing through heaven and earth suddenly erupted, and a golden phantom slowly emerged.

His appearance caused the seven existences to change color, and they respectfully saluted the golden phantom.

It should be known that these seven were all Immortal Monarchs, yet at this moment, facing the golden phantom, they showed respect.

The golden phantom raised his hand, and the entire deliberation hall immediately fell into absolute silence. The Ancient Land of Dao star chart hanging from the dome automatically unfolded, and the location of the Human Territory lit up with dazzling blood-red light.

The golden phantom’s voice caused even space-time to freeze, “Shadow Eclipse, you take the twelve guards and make a trip to the Human Territory!”

Outside the hall, the sound of armor clashing immediately came, and thirteen figures shrouded in black mist knelt on one knee.

The leading black shadow raised his head, and a metallic grinding sound came from beneath his mask: “Your Excellency, does your subordinate need to use ‘Dark Abyss’?”

The seven phantoms flickered simultaneously, clearly understanding this name.

Finally, the golden phantom slowly nodded: “Granted! Remember, act opportunistically!”

“The Human Race Holy Temple will certainly not stand idly by! If we can also deal with Xu Yuan’s Elder brother, all the better!”

“Yes!”

The thirteen black mist figures slowly dissipated.

The golden phantom looked at the seven and chuckled: “Everyone, there’s news from the Chaos Sea. The Thousand-Hand Dao Realm is about to open. If you’re interested, you can go and take a look!”

“Thousand-Hand Dao Realm?”

At these words, the pupils of the seven powerhouses constricted, followed by excitement.

As the Myriad Clans Divine Hall made its decision, the Yao Race, Nether Race, and Demon Race all took similar actions, dispatching powerhouses to the Human Dao Domain.

Three Emperor Domains!

The Human Race’s most powerful and core Dao Domain, occupying the center of the entire Ancient Land of Dao.

Aside from the Human Race Holy Temple, the eight great King of Humanity Families and numerous other King of Humanity Families all resided here.

Human Race Holy Temple.

An ancient power that has existed since the Nine Heavens era, capable of commanding the Human Race forces in three hundred and sixty Dao Domains. Over countless years, countless powerhouses have emerged from here; some blazed trails for the Human Race, others shed their blood for the Eternal Dao Realm.

Countless years of effort finally established the Human Race Holy Temple and created the Human Race, pushing the Human Race to the forefront as the greatest among all clans.

Earth Sovereign, one of the three ancestors of the Human Race, originated from the Human Race Holy Temple.

In the center of the Holy Temple, there was a vast plaza.

On the plaza, three hundred and sixty golden statues cast from Chaos Immortal Gold stood, holding different Dao weapons, with Immortal Dao flames flickering in the eyes of each golden statue.

Behind the golden statues, there was a Dao stone staircase ninety-nine thousand steps long.

At the end of the staircase, a palace made entirely of Chaos Divine Jade floated above a sea of clouds.

This was the Human Race’s supreme Humanity Palace!

The Humanity Palace contained the Human Race’s most ancient heritage. It was said that Heavenly Sovereign and Earth Sovereign cultivated within it.

Ordinary people, without a summons, even Immortal Overlords, could not enter, making it an extremely glorious honor to be able to enter here.

“Boom—”

The bronze giant gate deep within the Holy Temple suddenly opened, and the Dao rhyme surging from within transformed into Dragon and Phoenix phantoms.

An Old man in linen clothes stepped out of the void, with a ‘Holy’ character token hanging from his waist, radiating clear light.

The old man stopped, looking at the faintly visible star chart in the clouds—the location representing the Canglan Dao Domain was currently entangled in a strange black mist.

“Auras of the Myriad Clans, Yao Race, and Nether Race…”

The old man’s fingertip condensed an abstruse rune, which he gently flicked towards the star chart, “It seems this old man’s old bones need some exercise too.”

As he turned, the entire Holy Temple suddenly resounded with a grand bell chime.

Nine pillars of light, entwined with different Daos, descended from the sky, transforming into a seemingly ordinary green bamboo staff behind the old man.

“Ninth Elder, wait!” An urgent message suddenly came from the Human Emperor Hall in the distance, “Do you need to dispatch…”

The old man smiled and shook his head, lightly tapping the ground with his bamboo staff.

In an instant, three thousand Daos formed a rainbow bridge beneath his feet, and with a single step, he had already crossed beyond countless mountains and rivers.

The Dao rhyme remaining in place condensed into a sound, falling into the Human Emperor Hall.

“One person is enough!”

Canglan Dao Domain border.

Above an unnamed wasteland,

Several black figures were moving rapidly.

Suddenly, the leading black-clad powerhouse stopped, “I didn’t expect the old ghost Qingzhu to emerge!”

“My lord, what should we do?”

A subordinate behind him asked.

“This is the Human Territory after all. We will go into hiding first, and then go find Candle Shadow!”

As he spoke, myriad black blood mists rose from the leading black figure, then dispersed in all directions. When the black blood mists dissipated, the figures vanished.

And at this moment.

A verdant bamboo leaf drifted from the horizon, seemingly slow but arriving in an instant. The moment the bamboo leaf landed, the entire wasteland suddenly rose with a sky-obscuring bamboo forest.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

An old cough echoed through the bamboo forest, and the Old man in linen clothes walked out slowly, leaning on his green bamboo staff.

The Old man in linen clothes looked up, his cloudy eyes suddenly erupting with divine light that pierced through illusion, “I didn’t expect the old ghost Minghong to have come too!”

His gaze looked into the distance. In that distant place, there were two locations where the auras of old friends also flashed by.

“All old friends! Interesting…”

The Old man in linen clothes’ cloudy eyes sparkled with brilliance.

The next moment, he, along with the bamboo forest, dissipated.