Prehistoric: My understanding defies heaven, I open up the kingdom of faith in God

Chapter 183 Three Thousand Years of Time

"The position of the Human Emperor is the position of the co-leader of the human race. I want to know if the Holy Mother thinks so too?" Di Fang looked at Nuwa and said with a deep look in his eyes.

Nuwa also heard the meaning of Di Fang's words.

From the title, it can be understood that Emperor Fang felt somewhat uncomfortable standing with other saints.

Otherwise, she would not have transformed from Taoist Nuwa to the Holy Mother.

The Holy Mother is the honorific title given to Nuwa by the human race, but it is not suitable for the emperor, because the emperor is also a saint.

"You and I both know that there is no way to stop the Human Emperor. Di Xin is destined to be the last Human Emperor." Nuwa said in a deep voice.

"Even if I stand on the side of the human race, the final result will be that the human race will encounter more disasters, and the position of human emperor will still disappear in the end." Nuwa said word by word.

Although Nuwa's words sounded unpleasant, I have to say that there was nothing wrong with Nuwa's words.

As long as the position of the Human Emperor exists, those saints will definitely plot against the human race, and the human race will only suffer more and more disasters, until the Human Emperor will completely cease to exist.

Only those saints will stop calculating, this is inevitable.

In the final analysis, it is still the same sentence. The human race is too powerful, which is not a good thing.

A saint may not interfere in the affairs of the human race, but he will never let the human race escape his control. This is also inevitable.

Using the simplest calculation, there are seven saints in heaven and earth. Even if Nuwa and Di Fang stand together, there are only two saints.

You mean the three innate tribes?

Do the three Xiantian clans dare to intervene? They cannot take action easily to help the human race and offend other saints. If they offend other saints, they must all know what will happen to the three races in the end.

And the most important thing is, are the three Xiantian tribes happy to see the human race continue to be strong?

Please, this is a race war, this thing is no joke. Although the human race and the three innate races are in alliance, there is one thing to understand.

This is just a situation where the interests of the human race and the three innate races are the same.

If the human race threatens the existence of the three innate tribes, will the three innate tribes take action? Funny?

So even if Pingxin is included, there is no need to explain what the final outcome will be like if there are only three saints versus five saints.

The emperor thought about it for a long time and finally found that the position of Human Emperor could only be sealed and was not suitable to appear in the wilderness for a long time.

Di Xin is destined to be the last human emperor.

"So there is nothing we can do about it?" Di Fang said in a deep voice, with a glint in his eyes.

For Imperial, such a thing is no small matter.

The emperor really wanted the human race to stand in the wilderness without being interfered by any gods, but it seems that this is not possible now.

At most, it can be guaranteed that the gods will not interfere in the internal affairs of the human race.

But it is impossible to escape the control of the saint.

But this is a normal thing. If the emperor can do it, then how useless the other saints will be.

The calculation between saints is not as simple as one or two points, but the existence of mutual checks and balances.

Just like Jiejiao was strong, but ended up being besieged by other saints, didn't Di Fang and Nuwa intervene?

Now that the human race is strong, the final result will be that they are plotted by the other five saints. Even if Nuwa does not take action, then the five saints still exist.

What can the Imperial Guard do to stop it?

How to block?
Unless the human race is giving birth to a saint, it is just too difficult. There are countless geniuses in the ancient times, and it takes thousands of years to become a saint by themselves. Only five of them exist.

From the beginning of the world to now, there are only five beings who have become saints by themselves.

"Tell them about the Human Emperor. I can agree, but no one is allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of the human race. This is my bottom line." Di Fang said in a deep voice.

Nuwa nodded. She also knew that it was no longer easy for the emperor to give in. It was basically impossible to interfere in the internal affairs of the human race.

Nuwa left Chaos Island directly.

After watching Nuwa leave, Di Fang looked at Dashang.

A ray of golden light flew directly from Chaos Island into Dashang.

Chaoge! !
Di Xin looked at the information brought by the golden light flying into his soul.

After digesting it for a while, Di Xin's eyes sparkled.

"Your Majesty?" Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"It's the news passed down by the saint. I still have three thousand years." Di Xin said in a deep voice. "Three thousand years?" Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"In three thousand years, I can be regarded as the last human emperor of the human race. Since then, the human race has no emperor, only the emperor." Di Xin said with a hint of decline.

Su Daji looked at Di Xin with a hint of horror in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, why do you do this?" Su Daji asked Di Xin.

Su Daji also knew very well what the Human Emperor meant to the human race. Basically, even the human monks could understand what kind of existence the Human Emperor was among the human race.

"It can't be said." Di Xin said in a deep voice, looking towards the sky with a trace of seriousness in his eyes. There were some things that could not be said and could not be said.

Otherwise, he will be punished by heaven, and the great merchants will collapse in an instant.

There is no room for relief.

The emperor gave Di Xin three thousand years to give Di Xin enough time to rely on the luck of the human race to break through the realm of the Island Immortal Martial Quasi-Sage, so that he could go to the small world of the human race and become one of the heritage of the human race.

Three thousand years later, the human race will no longer have an emperor, but this is also a normal thing. The position of human emperor is destined to hang high in the sky.

The Human Emperor of the past is still there, so the position of the Human Emperor is still there, but it is impossible for the human race in the future to give birth to the Human Emperor.

No matter who it is.

This road was completely cut off and sealed.

"Three thousand years are enough. When the time comes, my beloved concubine can follow me to the small world of the human race." Di Xin said in a deep voice, with a glint in his eyes.

Su Daji nodded. If Di Xin didn't say anything, he naturally had his own difficulties. There were some things that he knew how to save. Su Daji also understood that it must be an embarrassing move for Di Xin to make such a decision.

There are only a few existences in the world that can make Di Xin take such care.

In chaos.

In Zixiao Palace, Tongtian had a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

After the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Tongtian was brought back to Zixiao Palace by Hongjun, and was always by Hongjun's side.

Looking at the chaos outside Zixiao Palace.

Tongtian is no longer the high-spirited and high-spirited leader of Tongtian who came to court with thousands of immortals.

Ku Ren now looks more like an old man who has lost his home, with a dim look in his eyes.
"Idiot!!" Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at Tongtian.

Tongtian raised his hand to Hongjun: "Teacher."

"Go, there is someone waiting for you on Jin'ao Island." Hongjun said to Tongtian.

After hearing Hongjun's words, Tongtian was just about to leave when he heard Hongjun's words: Saints must not interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric times.

"Disciple knows." Tongtian said and left the chaos.

On Jin'ao Island.

Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming and the others looked at the deserted Jin'ao Island. Now the disciples of Jiejiao were on the list and were taken away by the West. Only the four of them were left.

A divine light appeared on Jin'ao Island.

"Teacher!!!" Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming said with a hint of joy as they knelt down to Tongtian.

There was a trace of fluctuation in Tongtian's dead eyes: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!! Follow me back to the Dao Palace."

On Chaos Island, Di Fang had a smile on his lips.

Tongtian looked at Zhao Gongming, and Sanxiao and the four others seemed to understand something. They looked in the direction of Chaos Island and sighed without saying anything.

Mount Sumeru in the West! !

"Senior brother, Tongtian is back, those disciples?" Zhunti said to Jie Yin with a hint of bitterness.

The so-called disciples are those disciples of Jiejiao who were taken away by Zhunti and Jieyin.

Jie Yin sighed: "Let them go back. If they are willing to go back, let them go back. There is no need to cause more trouble now."

If Tongtian had been in Zixiao Palace, then Zhunti and Jieyin could not care about it, but now that Tongtian is back, there is no need for Zhunti and Jieyin to forcibly convert these Jiejiao disciples.

On the one hand, this would create a grudge against Tongtian, and on the other hand, Buddhism was about to be established. Neither Jieyin nor Zhunti wanted to cause more trouble.

The great rejuvenation of the West is the most critical thing. As for other things, you can put them aside.

(End of this chapter)