Chapter 813 - - 575 The History-Recording Human Emperor_2

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“No wonder the Human Race’s Spiritual Energy is so thin, only by ascending to the Immortal Realm can one advance further.”

“This is a genocidal strategy. Once the elites of the Human Race ascend, they come under the control of the Immortal Emperor and become a part of the Immortal Realm, completely separating the Human Race from the Immortals.”

“I am so envious of the humans in ancient times. Even without cultivating, they could live up to a thousand years.”

“So our lifespan is lacking because the Immortal Emperor plotted to take our Spiritual Energy.”

“After the war between the Immortals and the Demons, our race should have been the protagonists of the next era, but the Immortal Emperor stole our thunder with his Drawing Firewood at the Bottom of Pot tactic. It’s detestable, a pity for all my ancestors who died in battle for the Human Race.”

“Forgetting history is shameful; I like this saying from the Human Emperor.”

“Though the Daoist Ancestor helped the Immortal Emperor, he didn’t reap any benefits. To achieve sainthood, he needed the fortunes of the Human Race, which were all intercepted by the Immortal Emperor. Lacking in that area, he even had to endure backlash. He really got what he deserved.”

“This is divine retribution. The Heavenly Dao won’t just watch an unworthy person become a saint.”

“The Immortal Emperor also fears the Daoist Ancestor’s sainthood. Once he becomes a saint, everyone will be at his mercy. I reckon Queen Mother of the West and Underworld Emperor must have been involved in plotting against the Daoist Ancestor. Such conspiracies, I’m afraid, the Human Emperor would find it improper to disclose in the True History of the Three Realms.”

“Heaven is always watching; I always thought the Immortal Emperor was the most just, but it turns out he too is scheming and conniving for his own interests, just like mortals.”

“Thank goodness the Human Emperor had a contingency plan. Emperor Xuanyuan has been resurrected, or else our race would still be outmaneuvered to death.”

“The Demon Clan was also calculated against. They originally had a place in the Immortal Court, but the Immortal Emperor ruthlessly banished them from the Immortal Realm to an impoverished land, where they can only fend for themselves alongside the Human Race.”

“The Human Emperor is still too compassionate. The Taixuan Emperor cultivated the Blood Law, and to avoid another blood ancestor turmoil, he actually sent three emperors to seek aid from the Immortal Realm. It’s like casting meat buns to the dogs, never to return.”

“What could the Human Emperor do? He had only been resurrected for two months; how could he possibly match the Taixuan Emperor? To protect the Human Race, he had to ally with the Immortal Emperor too. Who knew that the Immortal Emperor would just watch and not save us. Damn him, ptui!”

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Middle Heavenly State.

Great Tang Nation.

Inside a private room of a teahouse in Phoenix Cry City.

A middle-aged scholar and someone dressed as a scholar listened to people outside discussing the Human Emperor while sitting and enjoying tea.

The middle-aged scholar asked, “Old Feng, do you think the Human Emperor is really Duge?”

“Most likely,” the young scholar in his twenties said. “Besides him, who else could turn the world upside down in just two months?

When the Taixuan Emperor slaughtered Phoenix Cry City, I always felt he was coordinating with the Human Emperor.

Otherwise, after being lured away by the Human Emperor, he would just turn back and continue targeting Phoenix Cry City. But instead, he went straight to the next town. That’s not logical.”

“But why doesn’t Brother Du summon us to help?” the middle-aged scholar asked.

“Times have changed; his enemy is the Immortal Court. What help could the two of us possibly provide?” the scholar said with a bitter smile. “Is it your deep affection, or my harvest?”

“…” The middle-aged scholar suddenly fell silent, lifted the teacup from the table, took a sip, and then smiled bitterly. “I never thought there would come a day on the Alien Battlefield when I couldn’t be of any help to Brother Du. This world is just too absurd.”

“Indeed! I always thought that no matter what, having learned a bit of Duge’s essence, we’d be able to adapt to any Alien Battlefield. But it turns out we’re still a burden in battle, and I can’t even imagine how Brother Du does it?”

The scholar furrowed his brows. “In just over two months, he has managed to stir up so much trouble, and moreover, his power is now comparable to the Taixuan Emperor, who has cultivated the Blood Law.”

“If the Taixuan Emperor was indeed cooperating with him at that time, Duge’s strength must be above the Taixuan Emperor’s,” the middle-aged scholar said. “Don’t forget, Dong Hua, Ziwei, and Great Purity, all three emperors, are under Brother Du’s command.”

“…” The scholar opened his mouth to speak, then swallowed his words.

“Old Feng, what do you want to say?” the middle-aged scholar asked.

“Elder Zhang, I was thinking, is it possible that Duge knows something?” the scholar said.

“What?” asked the middle-aged scholar curiously.

“Before entering the battlefield, he specifically instructed us to keep a low profile,” the scholar took a deep breath and whispered, “This has never happened before. And then, after we entered the Alien Battlefield, the Immortal Court’s massacre against the Alien Warriors began.

If we hadn’t kept a low profile from the beginning and had started as usual, I fear few of us would have survived. Suddenly, I find Brother Du a bit unfathomable.”

“I have never been able to fully grasp him,” the middle-aged scholar chuckled, looking at the scholar and saying, “We just need to know that Brother Du won’t harm us, that’s enough.”

“…” The scholar fell silent for a moment, flipping through the True History of the Three Realms in his hand, and brought the conversation back, “Elder Zhang, what do you think is Brother Du’s key word this time? To proclaim?”

“I don’t know,” the middle-aged scholar said. “I can’t even understand why he is so determined to oppose the Immortal Court. Once the True History of the Three Realms is published, the Immortal Emperor is bound to pursue him relentlessly.”

“Indeed, relentlessly,” the scholar sighed. “Old Gao, what can we do? Just watch Brother Du fight to the death in the front while we hide in the back, waiting for the Alien Battlefield to end?”

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