Pangu chuckled, looking at the Demon God of Destiny, but an unconcealed killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Laozi had painstakingly created this universe and its races. Yet, this being had come to usurp his nest while he was exhausted and asleep.
Not only had it occupied his home, but it had also...
Pangu looked at the void with killing intent, and spoke to Lin Zhan, word by word.
"Epochal alternation?"
"As long as the Destiny lineage can be destroyed, no matter when it is, we can wait..."
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One year later, after a year of recovery, the various human legions were no longer weary from war. The nine major group armies of humanity launched their attacks, annihilating all planes that had dared to participate in the siege of humanity's home planet during the war against the Celestial race.
Ten years later, the young Taoist Zhang Haoming and the little princess of the Lin family, now grown into teenagers, finally completed their wedding. The little Taoist, this little lapdog, had finally earned his title.
Lin Zhan's generation also saw the birth of their children. Only Zhang Lingxiu, who had consumed the spiritual fruit of human destiny, remained pregnant.
Meanwhile, the young master Lin gained a new nightly activity: perching on the rooftop and howling like a wolf.
A hundred years later, the elder generation of Huaxia and various prominent figures gathered at the Lin family.
He Dazhuang, with nearly 200 people, big and small, approached Lin Zhan with a chuckle and said, "Come, children, meet your Lin family grand-grandfather. And those little brats behind, you have to call him great-great-grandfather."
Lin Zhan looked at He Dazhuang with a depressed expression. Damn it, this dog thing had twenty-odd children with Anya over the past century. No sow could give birth like you. Who are you showing them off to?
Before Lin Zhan could finish his dejection, Wang Erzhuang emerged from the teleportation array with over 300 descendants: "Come, come, line up properly, and pay respects to your Lin family ancestor according to seniority."
Lin Zhan glanced at Wang Erzhuang. Damn it, this dog thing was even more beastly than his elder brother. He had two wives, not to mention over thirty children. Truly a beast.
Perhaps it was a consequence of having fewer people, but after the war with the Celestial race, these beastly lads went all out to give birth and raise offspring.
Now, He Dazhuang and Wang Erzhuang brought mostly great-great-grandchildren and below. If their sons and grandsons were counted, there would be even more people.
Even the ice-cold Xiao Hanyi now had over 200 descendants.
Of course, the most impressive was our Master Leng Shan, Leng Ye. He truly lived up to his dog-breeding background. No one knew what secret method he used.
After marrying Bai Qing, he somehow managed to coax her into convincing her four cousins to marry him in succession, possessing five wives.
Most impressively, these five wives had given him over sixty children in the past century.
Perhaps it was the powerful Leng family genes or the effective secret formula, but Leng Shan's direct descendants now numbered over a thousand.
As Leng Shan often said to Lin Zhan: "We don't have much else, just a lot of kids. When we're bored at home, sigh, we just spank the children. We can spank them for a continuous year without repeating a single one."
After Lin Zhan kicked He Dazhuang, Wang Erzhuang, and Leng Shan out, he looked at the heavily pregnant Zhang Lingxiu.
With a face full of sorrow, he spoke to Zhang Lingxiu's belly, "Son, I beg you, please come out quickly. I'll even call you 'Daddy' if you don't."
"Sigh, you should have said so earlier. If we had known, we brothers would have come out."
"It's fine, from now on, we'll each go by our own terms. We'll call you Dad, and you call us Daddy. Dad, please get Mom ready quickly, Daddy is coming out..."
Finally, on this day, the Lin family's legitimate son, after a century of pregnancy, was born.
Time flew by, like fleeting clouds.
A thousand years later, Lin Zhan, who had long since abdicated, shared a reunion dinner with nearly a thousand descendants of his entire family, and then vanished into the void.
A moment later, figures unseen for a long time emerged from their seclusion and followed Lin Zhan into the void.
After three years of anticipation, Lin Zhan, accompanied by the little Taoist and others, finally returned to the home planet just in time for the New Year.
Lin Zhan waved his hand and placed two heads on the human altar.
On that day, the entire human race heard a voice: "The Destiny lineage has been eradicated, and the Demon God of Destiny has been beheaded. The human epoch ushers in a new beginning. From this day forward, it is the first year of Yanhuang."
"Yanhuang, Year One."
"Yanhuang, Year One."
"Yanhuang, Year One."