The blood of the sun, brilliantly red and hot, falls from the sky and illuminates all living beings.
The blood of all living beings is bright and sad, flowing in the wilderness and seeping into the brown-black soil, as if it is going to merge into the Nine Netherworld of Sinking.
Corpses litter the wilderness, and broken flags are planted all over the mountain tops.
"This revenge must be avenged!" The general with a broken arm and scars all over his body shouted sadly while standing among the monster corpses on the ground.
The hatred between the human race and Demon Emperor Wu Ming has been around for a long time.
Back then, Zhan Zu was promoted to the Emperor Realm, hoping to be recognized and become the fifth emperor of the Monster Clan.
If you have this identity, it will be enough to protect all mankind and allow everyone to live a stable life.
Wu Ming strongly opposed it, claiming that only the Demon Ancestor was qualified to appoint the Emperor.
It brought out the Demon Ancestor, and the other three Demon Emperors couldn't argue, so the matter came to naught.
After that, Wu Ming was still worried and wanted to kill Zhan Zu.
From time to time, one or two demon emperors would be gathered together to invade the border, attacking the few with more troops.
In the Imperial Realm, everyone has their own life-saving cards, and it is already difficult to kill them.
Wu Ming used this method to continuously inflict heavy losses on Zhan Ancestor and weaken his foundation.
The war ancestor wanted to fight to the death, but he was worried about the humans behind him and did not dare to give it a go. He could only deal with it tiredly.
Every few years, there will be a battle, one against two, or even one against three, with new blood staining the clothes every year.
"In my life, I have faced many hardships, but I have never regretted it."
Despite his injuries, he never retreated.
In the end, Kankan lived to be a thousand years old and died young.
That was more than two thousand years ago.
Fortunately, Fa Zu taught the technique of Qi Luck Initiation, and Zhan Zu perfected it at the end, allowing the first generation of Human Emperors to gain the strength of the Imperial Realm. Otherwise, the human race who lost the Imperial Realm would be in a worrying situation.
The initial hatred arose from this.
Nowadays, most people are unaware of this frustrating history.
But for thousands of years, the human army has specifically targeted Wu Ming and attacked each other without stopping.
The blood feud keeps accumulating.
At this moment, among the soldiers who went on the expedition, many of their parents, teachers, comrades-in-arms...these important people in their lives died because of Wu Ming.
Hatred is a constant source of motivation. Over a long period of time, it is difficult to weaken, but will become stronger and stronger.
So today is both a battle to expand territory and a battle for revenge.
The soldiers raised their swords and spears high and stabbed them into the bodies of the demons on the opposite side.
Listening to the loud sound like the earth was shattering in the distance, they were so high-spirited that they seemed to have turned into Emperor Xiao Tat. Their fists stretched across the sky and hit Wu Ming hard...
Many monsters don't have such complicated thoughts. For them, if it is profitable, then they will kill them.
When the killing was about to begin, everyone's eyes were red, a strong desire for blood surged up, and they could hardly control their actions.
There was a mountain ape who raised a warrior, used his arms hard, and tore the man into pieces with a stabbing sound. He eagerly raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and poured the blood and internal organs into his mouth.
Then I remembered that there was no demon pill in the human body.
The mountain ape was extremely disappointed, screamed strangely, and threw the broken corpse in his hand towards the opposite side.
What faced it immediately was endless anger and sharp edges...
Hatred quickly defeated bloodthirst and greed.
The human army had the upper hand and advanced step by step, killing the monsters blocking the way and retreating steadily.
There are people who are overwhelming, and they move forward without any worries.
With one more Emperor Realm watching from the opposite side, the demon kings were restrained and did not dare to show too much conspicuousness. They could only fight and retreat, causing the formation to continuously collapse.
The battle lasted for several days. The broken flags were arranged facing south, each one stuck on the pool of blood, and it had lasted for more than 700 miles.
Seeing the human race taking away control of a secret realm, Wu Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore and sent a message to the distance:
"Cang Ling, I'll give you a sixth-grade longevity fruit, go and entangle the Human Emperor, and then send three demon kings over."
The two figures who were watching the battle on the horizon before, the first and fourth emperors of the demon clan, had already left and had no intention of intervening.
The only thing that can be counted on is the giant dragon, but it will have to pay a high price.
In the east, the clouds seemed to be covered with rain, gloomy, and when the wind shook them gently, patches of raindrops fell down.
In the darkness of the wind and rain, a giant dragon appeared, swinging its tail lazily, with a leisurely look and no rush.
"Two."
"...Come quickly."
Not sure if it was because he was distressed or angry, Wu Ming used another vicious move, and the mist boiled even more violently, pouring out overwhelmingly.
The field spread out, trying to trap Xiao Tat on the opposite side.
Not long after, a figure broke through the fog and retreated outside.
The skin of a Sixth Realm Body Refiner is far superior to treasured armor and is difficult for divine weapons to penetrate - but at this moment, it is corroded and riddled with holes, the skin is completely rotten, and streams of blood are flowing down.
Xiao Tat seemed to feel no pain, grinning, showing yellow teeth, and laughed.
"Old man, your fog domain is getting worse and worse, and it can't create any threat at all."
Wu Ming said coldly: "Then come in and try."
"Heh, why don't you come out and try? You're an ugly guy who hides your head and face."
As Xiao Tat spoke, he spat out a mouthful of old phlegm into the fog in front of him.
As the strongest body trainer in the human race, his mental stimulation technique is also extraordinary - with a few words and movements, he can easily arouse the opponent's anger, and the Demon Emperor, who has lived for thousands of years, can't help it.
The fog rises and disappears, the clouds arise and disappear, and everything in the world is once again in turmoil, shattered by the aftermath of the fierce battle...
Because of the entrance of Cangling Emperor, this battle has finally reached the second half.
The human race has been heading south, having invaded more than 800 miles of territory, and captured a rich secret realm - and then they will no longer move forward, as long as they hold on to the results of the victory, the Human Emperor can completely accept it.
"I feel more and more that my ancestors are indeed blessing me."
For two thousand years, the human race has clearly been at a disadvantage in terms of absolute strength, but it has always been able to attack at the most appropriate time, winning more and losing less, and has grown step by step to this day.
If it were entirely explained by luck, then this overwhelming good fortune would be too exaggerated.
"If the ancestor is really caring secretly, then what is he thinking at this moment?"
The Human Emperor stepped out of the dragon chariot and faced the imperial-level dragon approaching with great momentum. His mind was still filled with misty thoughts...
North Hill.
For a moment, the villagers at the foot of the mountain felt that something had changed in their surroundings.
The wind blew quietly, but it seemed to pause for a moment.
In front of and behind the house, the dense leaves on the fruit trees also stopped for a moment.
The wind and clouds were motionless, and an inexplicable sense of silence pressed silently on my heart.
But it only lasted for such a moment.
Then everything went as usual. The villagers were stunned for a moment, didn't take it seriously, and continued to do their own farm work.
But on the top of the mountain, deep in the clouds, a sigh suddenly sounded:
"Within a hundred years?"
"It's finally here."
