Chapter 1089: The Red Emperor Attains the Dao
Sixty thousand years ago, in the Xiao Han Heavenly Court, Cloud Sovereign had tamed the Heavenly River, making it flow upon the earth. Time passed swiftly, and the waves washed away all heroes.
The Long Han era had passed for another hundred thousand years. The Long Han Heavenly Court had absorbed the Long Xiao Heavenly Court, leaving only the Xiao Han Heavenly Court in the Primordial Realm.
Although Cloud Sovereign was exceptionally wise and led the human race in maneuvering against the demigod races, the tide of the times was overwhelming, and he gradually felt a sense of powerlessness.
The Heavenly Alliance gradually split, forming different factions.
On this day, the conflict between the Long Han Heavenly Court and the Xiao Han Heavenly Court finally erupted.
The armies of the Heavenly Court marched toward the Primordial Realm. The Great Sun Star Lord led the gods of the Zhou Tian Star Constellations and the various armies of the Heavenly Stern and Earthly Fiend as the vanguard. The ten garrisons of the Heavenly Court were deployed, and the four heavenly gates and four heavenly masters were also fully mobilized. The Heavenly Emperor ordered the various sovereigns to each command their forces to subjugate Xiao Han.
The Great Sun Star Lord died before achieving victory, struck down by a stray arrow on the battlefield. Another ancient god fell, and his resentful soul drifted faintly into the Nether Capital.
As the army led by Hao Sovereign was just emerging from the Southern Heavenly Gate, Hao Sovereign put away his divine bow and set down his arrows, saying indifferently, "You know too much."
In the Xiao Han Heavenly Court, Cloud Sovereign prepared two jade boxes and handed them to the Dao Ancestor, smiling. "Old Daoist, take these two jade boxes and leave. In the future, if you encounter Sovereign Qin and Sovereign Mu, give one to Sovereign Qin and the other to Sovereign Mu."
The Dao Ancestor put away the jade boxes and asked, "Your Majesty, what about you?"
Cloud Sovereign revealed a smile, gazing at the approaching armies of the Heavenly Court, and laughed. "I will stay. This Long Han revolution was not thorough. We thought we had overthrown the ancient gods, but we didn't realize that after seizing power, we had merely established another group of ancient gods. Revolution and reform require bloodshed, and it begins with Cloud."
The Dao Ancestor took his leave.
Cloud Sovereign emptied his mind, watching the approaching armies of the Heavenly Court. The rumbling war drums came, their sound shaking heaven and earth. He looked at the overwhelming tide of the Heavenly Court's forces and silently reflected on his life. He had accomplished many things, but there were also many things left unfinished.
There were still many regrets in his heart. He recalled faces, remembered events that had stirred his blood.
"My abilities are insufficient to achieve all this. If I had gone along with you back then, moved the Xiao Han Heavenly Court to the Long Han Heavenly Court, and seized power, perhaps I could have survived. But..."
He laughed heartily. "How could I go along with you? If I did that, the people would still be straw dogs, still sacrifices on the altar. What difference would there be between me and the ancient gods? Future Dao companions, what I could not accomplish, I leave to you—"
The battle at the Xiao Han Heavenly Court was exceptionally brutal, beyond the description of ink and brush.
In the Primordial Realm, the civilization built by the human race was almost completely wiped clean, leaving only scattered, broken ruins.
During the war, Cloud Sovereign was besieged. Hao Sovereign, Fire Sovereign, Lang Xuan Divine Emperor, Ancestral Divine King, Void Divine King, the newly risen Qiang Heavenly Consort, and the "Empress Dowager" herself overseeing the battle, along with a mysterious Ming Fangyu—so many experts that all paths of survival for Cloud Sovereign were cut off.
In the end, this human Heavenly Emperor fell.
The Xiao Han Heavenly Court was conquered. The gods of the Heavenly Court rushed in to plunder its wealth, but they found the palace devoid of treasures, quite impoverished.
"Cloud Sovereign, a fame-seeker!"
They all sneered coldly. "Putting on a show of poverty is just to win people's hearts. He must have hidden a treasury elsewhere! I heard that the one who stole the Zhao Yang Hall back then was him. He must have hidden those treasures away, having his own vault, keeping them for himself!"
Yet they searched every corner of the Xiao Han Heavenly Court and found no so-called Cloud Sovereign treasury.
For a long time afterward, many demigods roamed the land searching for treasure, trying to find the whereabouts of the Zhao Yang Hall's loot.
Moon Sovereign led Ling Sovereign and other human talents in a retreat. In the end, the heroic spirit in Moon Sovereign's heart dissipated, and she became disheartened, deciding to retire to the Peach Grove.
Because Ling Sovereign was still useful, she was spared by the "Empress Dowager."
Cloud Sovereign's corpse was taken away by Ming Fangyu. A year later, Ming Fangyu arrived at the Great Void and placed the corpse on the brow of the Great Emperor, a smile spreading across his face. "Cloud Sovereign, do you remember? I said that all three of you would become my trophies. You are the first!"
The brow of the Great Emperor lacked the Primordial Origin Stone, making it the perfect place to suppress Cloud Sovereign's physical body.
In the domain of supreme divine consciousness, no one could come here; at most, they could only see this "trophy" of the Great Emperor.
"And Moon Sovereign, Ling Sovereign—rest assured, in the future, they too will become my trophies!"
Ming Fangyu laughed. "Because, in this world, there is another me!"
The Xiao Han Heavenly Court was taken as a great trophy and sent to the Long Han Heavenly Court to merge with it. Because Cloud Sovereign had contributed to the world by opening the Divine Bridge Divine Treasury, the Heavenly Emperor pardoned his clan, relocating the Cloud family to the Heavenly Court and establishing the Cloud Mansion, not pursuing the clan's crimes.
As for the human civilization in the Primordial Realm, only ruins remained.
Time passed slowly, and unknowingly, tens of thousands of years of dark ages went by. Civilization once again sparked embers, and the suffering human race trudged forward through thorns and thistles, amid floods and beasts.
One day, some strong male hunters, carrying longbows, were hunting. They chased a wild deer to a ruin, where the deer vanished, and the ancient ruins were scarred and desolate.
These hunters, who looked like primitive men, wiped the mud from their foreheads and stared blankly at the traces left by civilization.
In the distance, the vast Heavenly River fell, crashing into the earth, becoming a great river thousands of miles wide that surged onward.
This was the place where the Heavenly River fell into the Primordial Realm, also called the Flood Mouth, meaning the source of the great flood.
Nearby were several valleys shaped like footprints. In ancient legends, a divine being had lifted the falling Heavenly River here to save the people.
But it was just a legend, and no one believed it.
At this time, people were primitive and ignorant. Only a few cultivation techniques had been passed down, and they were all ordinary ones. Divine beings among the human race were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Then, a robust man with red hair suddenly looked up and saw a statue of a deity with three heads and six arms.
The statue's sinewy body was fierce, its six arms raised high, as if lifting the Heavenly River falling from the sky.
The statue's face was no longer visible, but its posture gave an immensely powerful impact, shaking the red-haired man to his core.
That spirit of bearing the Heavenly River to protect the people moved him to tears. Unconsciously, he attained the Dao beneath the statue, sitting for over ten days.
Afterward, this man often came here to comprehend his own techniques and divine abilities.
"Chief Red!"
His tribesmen found him here and called out, "The waters of the Heavenly River are rising! A great flood is coming that will swallow this place! Order the tribe to move quickly!"
Red rose, manifesting a three-headed, six-armed primordial spirit, and led his tribe on a long, arduous migration.
He suddenly turned back, and the three-headed, six-armed statue in the ruins was swallowed by the surging flood.
He turned around and led his people eastward.
A morning sun leaped above the water, filling the sky with red light. The flood behind them was illuminated by the dawn, as red as blood, devouring everything in its path.
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