Lin Zhan looked at Di Xin, who had paused, and asked anxiously, "And then, Old Ancestor."
Seeing Lin Zhan's impatience, Di Xin couldn't help but sigh, realizing he was still just a child.
He continued, "While the human race was rapidly recovering its strength, the myriad races were secretly plotting a storm of conspiracy against the human race and its few allies. Ancestor Fuxi led the five great emperors of the human race, Ancestor Dragon led the four great emperors of the dragon race, Ancestor Immortal led nine immortal emperors, and the ancestors of the sacred beast race and their four great emperors each led all the kings of their respective races into the void battlefield to fight against the myriad races."
"In the end, seven ancestors from various races of the myriad races fell in battle. Our divine beast race's Ancestor Kunpeng perished, and the Four Sacred Great Emperors were heavily injured and have been in a deep slumber with no news since. Ancestor Immortal, Ancestor Human, and Ancestor Dragon were all severely wounded and on the brink of death. The human race lost one great emperor, and the immortal race lost four great emperors. The dragon race and the sacred beast race, with their naturally strong defenses and physical bodies, did not lose any great emperors. Many kings from various races also survived. The most tragic were the kings; except for the Xuanwu clan of the sacred beast race, very few survived."
"Fortunately, Ancestor Fuxi's sister, Empress Nuwa, advanced to the Ancestor Human realm. Empress Nuwa was not adept at combat, but in healing and saving lives, she was unrivaled among the myriad races. If Ancestor Kunpeng hadn't self-destructed, she would certainly have been able to save him. Thus, the three ancestors and the great emperors and kings of various races who were not dead were all saved by Empress Nuwa. Those with lighter injuries have awakened, while the more severe cases are still in slumber."
"Ancestor Yulong Yan was a participant in that war and has now awakened. It was after that battle that our human race had to start anew. It took about 3,000 years to recover a few imperial lords. Then, during my reign, the war against the divine race, one of the myriad races, occurred. We had a bunch of traitors among the human race, and the result was a defeat for humanity. If not for the awakening of Emperor Yi, who cooperated with Emperor Yu, Human Emperor Kuafu, and our family's ancestor, Human Emperor Tianyi, to slay five emperors of the divine race, our human race would have been annihilated."
"Emperor Yi, Emperor Yu, and our ancestor Human Emperor Tianyi were all heavily injured and are still recuperating in the Human Race Royal Court. Human Emperor Kuafu, with his robust physique, only sustained minor injuries and has been suppressing the seal beneath the Royal Court. After this war, humanity's destiny plummeted to its lowest point, resulting in only Qin Shi Huang, who came through the back door, being the only鎮族王者 (Zhenzu Wangzhe - Guardian King) since my time."
Lin Zhan listened to Ancestor Di Xin's lengthy discourse and couldn't help but look at his ancestor with a scornful gaze, saying, "Old Ancestor, so our human race's development is basically: when we're capable, we fight, then we develop again, when we're capable again, we fight again, until you took charge and lost, and then we couldn't develop anymore, right? So what does me killing these little Japanese guys have to do with anything?"
Di Xin nodded awkwardly after hearing Lin Zhan's words, saying, "It's really like that. Of course, it's related. When more humans die, the destiny naturally decreases. So these guys have to be kept alive."
Lin Zhan pondered for a moment and said, "That's also easy to handle. When the army arrives, let my father choose 100,000 people to be stationed on the islands of Fusang, and then bring a batch of civilians back from Huaxia, all unmarried. Then, we'll carry out the popularization of Huaxia culture and the use of Chinese characters. In two or three generations, they'll all be of our Huaxia bloodline."
Di Xin's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "This method is good! Let's do it. I'll have the several garrison commanders choose people. After these matters are settled, we'll talk about your business, kid."
Lin Zhan blinked in surprise, "What business do I have? I'm not marrying a concubine, so don't even think about it, old man."
Di Xin said irritably, "What are you thinking? I don't care if you marry a concubine or not. I'm talking about after I destroy the Bone Demon and Ghost races, humanity's destiny should recover somewhat. At that time, you kid will enter the myriad races' Shura Field. That place is where elites from all races hunt each other to increase their race's destiny.
"Then I'll hold a King's War and slay some kings of the myriad races. Ancestor Yulong Yan's intention is to preferably kill two more imperial lords. Then, we'll concentrate the recovered destiny onto you. As long as you can reach the realm of a Guardian King at that time, it will prove that destiny has returned, and we will have a chance to break the deadlock. We must awaken the various ancestors before the myriad races, and then we'll raid their old nests directly."
Lin Zhan finally understood the layout of these old guys and his role in it. He then asked, "Ancestor, it's fine for me to go to the myriad races' Shura Field, but if a dishonorable guy pops out, and I'm only at the Gold level, I might not be able to handle it." Su Dan Novel Network
"Gold is not low. Didn't you see it in the Imperial Dragon Secret Realm? The Shura Field was created ten thousand years ago. After all, both the myriad races and the human race are currently affected by destiny, and there aren't as many young experts who can directly form groups and fight. Now, each race can only send a few people, with the most sending a dozen or so into a chaotic free-for-all," Di Xin said somewhat impatiently to his cowardly grandson.
Lin Zhan asked with relief, "Oh, then I'm relieved, old ancestor. How many people will our human race prepare?"
"The human race will prepare a total of 15 people, who will enter in three waves over the next three years," Di Xin said.
"Wait, old ancestor, entering in three waves means that this time only 5 people from our human race will enter? That's a bit few."
Di Xin gave Lin Zhan a look of "What pleasant thoughts are you having?" and said, "Where are there 5 people? These kids haven't even reached the Gold level yet. Do you want them to go in and die? This time, you're going in alone."
"Old ancestor, isn't this murdering your descendant? Wait, you just said 'these kids,' damn it, old ancestor, you're not counting on these stupid deer, are you?" Lin Zhan pointed at the members of the Huaxia team.
Di Xin nodded, with an expression of "The ancestor has foresight," saying, "Of course. Otherwise, why would I go to all this trouble to bring you to participate in this war of extermination? If I didn't want to accumulate more destiny power for you, wouldn't it be easy for me to bring a few kings and this group of quasi-kings? After these kids reach the Gold level, I'll throw you into the Shura Field to accumulate enough destiny power. Give you a few years, and you'll all rise. Then it will be the great prosperity of our human race."
"Old ancestor, what gives you such strong confidence? I know these guys too well. They engage in drinking, gambling, prostitution, deceit, and trickery, and do everything except good deeds. And you still believe they can bring great prosperity to our human race?" Lin Zhan thought with tears but no tears.
Lin Zhan looked at the group of idiots in the team and then at the smug old ancestor, and a terrible thought arose: "Damn it, Huaxia is in danger."