Chapter 605: Create Eternal Peace for the Human Race
The Qijue Palace is a tradition of the imperial clan and has a history of millions of years.
For the contemporary Holy Master to come and apologize would definitely bring disgrace to the Qijue Palace.
"Ancestor, no!"
"Even if Jun Qianhua is no longer what it used to be, there is no need for us, the Qi Jue Palace, to act like this! The Qi Jue Palace has been inherited for millions of years, how can we lose our dignity?"
"Ancestor, please think twice!"
"Ancestor, think twice!"
This behavior of the old Taizu aroused opposition from all the senior officials of Qijue Palace.
"Is face more important, or is the future of Qijue Palace more important?" Old Taizu glanced at the senior officials in the palace, his voice hoarse.
No matter how strong Jun Qianhua is, there is no need to be afraid with the foundation of Qijue Palace. The reason why the old Taizu made such a decision was because of the advice given by the national master.
Compared with the future glory of Qijue Palace, it doesn't hurt to lose a little face.
To put it bluntly, the divination of the Imperial Master Xia Houjiang did not refer to Jun Qianhua, and this apology will not cause any substantial damage to Qijue Palace.
"I have made up my mind and there is no need to advise." The old Taizu looked at Holy Master Yan Canghai and Yan Shaohua and said solemnly: "If you two are unwilling, I will go alone."
"I will obey my ancestor's orders."
Yan Canghai took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.
If it were any other ancestor, Yan Canghai, as the Holy Lord, could ignore it. However, the old Taizu is the pillar of the Qijue Palace. Yan Canghai has been guided by the old Taizu since he was a child, and this is what he is today.
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Yan Canghai could not disobey the order given by the old Taizu.
"I would like to go with my ancestor."
His own father had already agreed, so Yan Shaohua had no right to refuse, so he could only lower his proud head and gritted his teeth.
Soon after, Old Taizu and others arrived at Red Valley.
Jun Qianhua saw a former acquaintance with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes.
"I have seen the Venerable."
The old Taizu lowered his posture and saluted Jun Qianhua.
When the monks in the ancient Taoist world saw the old Taizu, their expressions changed dramatically and they were shocked. This was the old ancestor of Qi Jue Palace! He actually paid such a grand tribute to Jun Qian Hua, who had been rejected by Qi Jue Palace in the past.
Yan Canghai and Yan Shaohua stood behind the old Taizu, somewhat embarrassed.
The old Taizu looked back at the two of them, and then the two of them put away their arrogance.
"Jun Qianhua, my Qijue Palace did not treat you well back then, and I apologize to you today."
After all, Yan Canghai is the holy master and cannot lower his head. This sentence was said by Yan Shaohua.
The fact that Yan Canghai can show up has given Jun Qianhua enough face.
Regarding Yan Shaohua's apology, Jun Qianhua did not take it seriously and said indifferently: "We will talk about the things of the past someday. Today is the day when our human race was founded, and I don't have time to chat with you."
With that said, Jun Qianhua turned around and walked towards the depths of the starry sky without giving the old Taizu a good look.
Also, when Jun Qianhua was in decline, Qi Jue Palace humiliated him in every possible way. Now that Jun Qian Hua has gained a great reputation, it would be too hasty for Qi Jue Palace to settle the grudge with just an apology.
What's more, Jun Qianhua really has no intention of discussing the past grievances with Qijue Palace now, he only wants to solve the current disaster of the human race.
"You..." Yan Shaohua pointed at Jun Qianhua, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. If the old Taizu hadn't been here, Yan Shaohua would have definitely taken action to compete with Jun Qianhua to see if Jun Qianhua was as good as
It’s as terrifying as what the Kyushu monk said.
"You go back first!" Old Taizu could understand Jun Qianhua's approach and did not have too many emotional fluctuations.
"Ancestor, where are you?"
Yan Canghai asked.
In response to this, the old Taizu did not answer and turned his back to the two of them.
After a while, the two of them saw that the old Taizu was unwilling to speak, so they had no choice but to turn around and leave, not wanting to be embarrassed here.
The old Taizu sighed deeply in his heart. The Qijue Palace has been inherited for a long time, and the descendants are born to feel superior to others, and their tempers are hard to change. Although Yan Shaohua apologized just now, his tone was not apologetic at all, and he even felt like he was being forced to do nothing.
The old Taizu asked himself, it was impossible for him to forgive Qi Jue Gong.
Having said that, even if the old Taizu was not in seclusion back then, he suddenly heard that a young human race came outside and wanted to marry the little princess of Qijue Palace. The old Taizu would definitely not take it seriously and would just let people drive him away.
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After all, who would have thought that a human waste body would grow to such an extent?
"There are many saints in the Qijue Palace, but none of them have the eyesight of a little girl."
The old Taizu thought of the little princess of Qijue Palace and wanted to meet this junior.
The old Taizu did not plan to return to Qijue Palace, but stayed in the territory of Red Valley, not knowing what he had in mind.
Time passed quickly, and all the creatures in the ancient Dao world were still immersed in the incident of Jun Qianhua, unable to extricate themselves. Suddenly, a burst of Dao sound came from the depths of the starry sky, waking up hundreds of millions of people.
"boom!"
Thunder flashed again, penetrating the starry sky thousands of miles away.
The will of the great road has been reshaped, and a ball with a diameter of about one hundred thousand miles appeared in the depths of the starry sky, which is the incarnation of the will.
A thin layer of mist appeared outside the ball, thousands of barrel-thick thunders wandered around the ball, and the terrifying power locked the destiny of the human race above the Red Valley.
The luck of the human race is like a bone, which is the backbone of the human race.
As long as the fate of the human race is shattered, the future of the human race can be cut off and this matter can be completely resolved.
"In today's battle, protect my people from being humiliated, and protect my human race from immortality forever!"
Xia Houjiang waved the feather fan in his hand towards the will of heaven, and a seemingly gentle force went towards the will of heaven.
Swish——
The wind blew up, breaking up the sea of stars.
The will of heaven had just locked onto the fate of the human race when it was cut off by Xiahou Jiang.
A new round of war between humans and Tiandao has begun. Although the situation of the Nine Eyes of Tiandao has been broken, the subsequent offensive will become more and more terrifying.
Can the current human race really be able to withstand it just by relying on its strength?
While Emperor Yu's will was still there, he could not defeat the will of Heaven. Now that Emperor Yu's will has disappeared, what chance does the human race have of winning?
"For the human race, create eternal peace!"
Emperor Tongtian took the lead, driving an ancient bell to kill the thunder ball formed by the condensed will of heaven.
"superior!"
Among the hundreds of powerful human beings, there are Xu Changge’s cheap master Yan Qingyou, Sikong Nanyan and Chu Wentian from the Changsheng Palace, Tian Jizi, Shen Shuzi, the old blind sword master, etc.
"This battle cannot be defeated!"
Jun Qianhua fired a spear, and the cold light penetrated the layers of void and instantly pierced the thunder ball.
"Boom!"
When the battle started, hundreds of thunderbolts containing the will of heaven surged out and struck at the powerful human race that was running towards them.
Everyone knew that this battle might end in death, but they did not show the slightest intention to retreat. They raised their heads and roared with fighting intent.
"Rumble--"
At the same time, a furnace emerged from the starry sky storm, and it was the Haotian Emperor's natal weapon - the Haotian Furnace.