The Human Race is one of the top races in the Upper Realm, and once a Heavenly Dao Luck race, with an endless stream of powerful individuals.
However, after the Demon Race invasion, the Heavenly Dao Luck no longer favored a single race.
Over time, the Human Race's strength inevitably declined.
Even so, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.
Currently, the Human Race still firmly occupies nearly half of the vast territory of the Upper Realm, governing ten Great Immortal Domains and billions of living beings. Its overall strength remains a colossal entity among the myriad races of the heavens that cannot be ignored.
In contrast, the Yao Race has seen its influence grow daily since the Golden Crow God Clan united with numerous ancient races to establish the Supreme Demon Court.
Powerful Yao Race members from various Immortal Domains flocked to join, which undoubtedly strengthened the Demon Court's power but also brought sharp internal conflicts. The need to divide territory and resources inevitably led to internal strife.
To resolve the internal conflicts, Immortal King Tianyao's method was simple: let them compete and seize things for themselves.
And the Human Race, with its vast territory and declining strength, naturally became the best target.
Or rather, it was inevitable.
When this news spread, the Immortal Realm was shaken.
Within the Human Race's territory, various forces reacted differently, and an uproar arose.
Inside an ethereal immortal palace shrouded in mist, several figures with profound auras were playing chess. The chessboard, with its intersecting lines, seemed to reflect the situation of all the heavens.
"A single projection could slay Huntian? Among our Human Race Cultivators of the Star Dao, those with such cultivation are few and far between, and their recent whereabouts can all be verified.
The Demon Court's statement is full of holes; it's merely an excuse, harboring ill intentions."
An old Daoist holding a whisk slowly placed a piece, his tone calm, but a glint flashed in his eyes.
Opposite him, a middle-aged man with an imposing presence snorted coldly:
"Whether or not it was done by someone of our race is no longer important.
What's important is that the Demon Court needs this excuse, and our Human Race has become their target for establishing prestige and diverting internal conflicts.
Along the border, the Yao Race's provocations have clearly increased in recent days."
Another refined man, dressed as a scholar, sighed softly:
"With a great enemy at hand, the Demon Court's plan, though crude, is ruthless enough.
They are certain we are unwilling to easily start a full-scale war, using this to press closer step by step and erode our interests.
The immediate priority is how to respond, not to dwell on who the perpetrator is."
At this moment, the old Daoist holding the whisk's gaze became distant, and his voice deepened slightly:
"External threats certainly need to be resolved, but internal worries need even greater attention.
Since the ancient glory, our Human Race, though seemingly vast in territory, is in reality like scattered sand.
If this continues, how can we contend with a unified Demon Court?
Do you all still remember what is recorded in ancient texts... In ancient times, the Heavenly Emperor controlled the heavens, dominating the universe; and the Human Emperor governed the world, ruling the myriad people, gathering Humanitys Fortune. This was the Supreme position that established the Human Race's dominion over the cosmos, its status comparable to the Heavenly Emperor, and no less than the Lord of the Underworld!"
The middle-aged man frowned tightly: "Brother Wanxu's meaning is... a Human Emperor will appear in this era?"
This old Daoist, Lin Wanxu, was a Daluo Cultivator of the Heavenly Mystery Dao.
And the middle-aged man was an Old Ancestor of Lingxu Heavenly Palace, named Jiang Shentong.
A glint flashed in the scholar's eyes: "If we can find the contemporary Human Emperor, condense the scattered Humanitys Fortune, and integrate various forces, our Human Race can regain its ancient cohesion and fear no challenge!"
The scholar's identity was no less distinguished; he was an Old Ancestor of Jingjue Palace, also a Human Race Daluo Immortal King.
The old Daoist nodded slightly, and a chess piece fell from his fingertip, making a crisp sound, as if setting a certain tone:
"The Human Race's Luck has reached its peak and is now declining. If we don't want to completely fall, a Lord of Revival must appear."
Upon hearing this, the other few also nodded.
Among the Human Race's ten Great Immortal Domains, although there were frictions between various forces.
But on matters of great right and wrong, they could still distinguish... Lingxu Heavenly Palace, Myriad Phenomena Garden.
Han Xuanji at this moment couldn't help but ponder.
His action had Advanced the clash between the Human Race and the Demon Court.
However, this was not much different from the future he had previously calculated.
"But the Demon Court should not become a great calamity for the Human Race."
Han Xuanji felt that the deeper he cultivated the Dao of Destiny, the more unfathomable it seemed.
"My strength is still too low; I see too little of the future."
Han Xuanji did not dwell on it, attributing all problems to insufficient strength.
After seeing that Daluo-level powerhouse in the River of Destiny, he also realized that these disputes in the Upper Realm were probably no different from children playing house in the eyes of such powerhouses.
To put it bluntly, even racial Luck and survival would not affect them.
Of course, even if it didn't affect them, these existences would still act in secret, but it would be extremely covert, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to discover it at all.
Perhaps, those Daluo-level powerhouses would receive some messages.
Thinking of this, Han Xuanji continued to cultivate.
First, reach the Perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal... On the other side.
In a certain reception hall in Lingxu Immortal Domain.
"The quality of this batch of Ascenders seems pretty good."
"Indeed, perhaps due to the Immortal-Demon War, the Lower Realm has also produced many talents."
Several conversations drifted over.
Hearing the commotion, the many Ascenders in the reception hall looked towards the source of the sound.
Gazing at the few Upper Realm Cultivators with extraordinary temperaments, they instinctively raised their guard.
Lu Fan was the first to speak:
"Who are you?"
"We are from the Nine Heavens Army, generals under Immortal Lord Nine Heavens."
As the words fell, many Ascenders pondered thoughtfully.
Their respective Lower Realms had generally been invaded by the Demon Race or Yao Race, and those who could Ascend had experienced many battles.
"The Upper Realm has countless powerhouses and fierce competition, and it's difficult for you Ascenders to receive training. With the Immortal-Demon War currently ongoing, why not join my Nine Heavens Army? Achieving meritorious deeds will be just around the corner."
Inside the reception hall, the atmosphere immediately became subtle.
Many Ascenders showed signs of interest. They weren't entirely ignorant of the Upper Realm's situation from the Lower Realm.
Upper Realm beings naturally had a great advantage over them, not only in terms of talent but also background and connections.
If it was truly as this person said, having a foothold and a way to acquire resources would not be bad.
Although the Immortal-Demon War was perilous, it was also an opportunity for rapid rise and establishing achievements.
Many Ascenders had a certain sense of pride; if they could fight their way out in the Lower Realm, why couldn't they do so in the Upper Realm?
However, Lu Fan and the others were naturally not so naive. The three exchanged glances, and all saw caution in each other's eyes.
Thanks to Han Xuanji, they had also been influenced by some of the Dao of Prudence philosophy.
Lu Fan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and asked:
"Thank you, Seniors, for your kind intentions. May I ask what are the regulations for joining the Nine Heavens Army? What responsibilities need to be fulfilled? And what resources can be obtained?"
He asked clearly and neither humbly nor arrogantly.
The leading Nine Heavens Army Cultivator was a middle-aged Cultivator in bright silver armor with a sharp aura. He glanced at Lu Fan, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes:
"The regulations are simple: register, sign a Soul contract, and be bound by our military rules.
As for responsibilities, it is naturally to obey orders, resist the Demon Race, and, when necessary, deal with other enemies.
As for resources..."
He paused, his voice rising a few octaves,
"Cultivation Technique, Medicinal Pill, Immortal Stone, and even opportunities to obtain Advanced Legacy, all can be exchanged for military merits!
Our Immortal Venerable Nine Heavens is a powerhouse among Taiyi Golden Immortals, backed by the Immortal Dao Alliance. How could resources be scarce?
It's hundreds of times better than you exploring on your own!"
His words carried confidence and allure, and his gaze swept over everyone, lingering for a moment especially on Lu Fan, Lin Potian, and Nangong Wenjian, the three Ascenders whose auras were noticeably more refined.