"Human race, vast and resplendent, you shine upon the Great Wilderness. You gather the spirits of the land, and receive the gentle winds and timely rains. All find their place, and myriad beings thrive. All find their place, throughout the ages."
In the ancestral land of the Human Race, a sealed domain.
The Three Ancestors stood upon the altar. The Yellow Emperor held the sacrificial text, his resonant voice echoing throughout the myriad heavens.
Today was the great sacrifice of the Human Race, and the sacrificial offerings were the direct divine races of all nine major divine systems.
When seventeen divine race progenitors were brought to the altar like livestock, escorted by numerous Human Race progenitors, the entire Human Race erupted in fervor.
Seventeen progenitors as offerings – such a grand spectacle was rarely seen, even during the most glorious prime of the Human Race in the mythical era.
"Today, our Human Race celebrates a great victory. We hereby offer these sacrifices to the luck of the Human Race, to comfort the ancestors of our kind."
"Present the offerings."
At the command to present the offerings, a million executioners simultaneously raised their execution blades and brought them down fiercely upon the kneeling divine races.
Lin Zhan and a group of military leaders watched the scene, their pupils constricting.
"This is our Human Race's great victory. Had we lost, those kneeling below would be us," the young Taoist priest said, a lingering fear in his voice.
"So, brothers, for the sake of all the sisters-in-law, nephews, and nieces, we brothers must fight the Celestial Race to the death!"
Hearing the young Taoist's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, then collectively shivered. "Damn, this little brat makes a terrifyingly good point!"
Fight them, we must! What can the Celestial Race do? Do they not vomit when drunk? Do they not bleed when stabbed?
The moment the seventeen divine race progenitors were beheaded, boundless purple fortune, like a vast ocean, enveloped the entire ancestral land of the Human Race.
Every Hua Xia human present was filled with this rich purple fortune.
The twelve figures on the altar trembled, their semi-ancestor pinnacle pressure steadily climbing.
Jin Tian Shi Shao Hao and Gao Yang Shi Zhuan Xu Di were the first to roar, their powerful pressure shaking the heavens. The Human Race had gained two more progenitors.
Following them, Emperor Yao, Hou Yi, Emperor Shun, Da Yu, Zi Qi, Zhao Ming, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Hou Ji, and Gao Tao successively advanced to progenitor status.
A portion of the remaining peak Human Race Great Emperors also advanced to semi-ancestor. In an instant, powerful auras surged from the Human Race ancestral land to the heavens, startling countless old monsters.
"The rise of the Human Race is unstoppable!"
"The Human Race? Aren't these auras all from the ancient Hua Xia clans? The Hua Xia clan doesn't represent the entire Human Race, does it?" a young voice echoed from the depths of the void.
"Ah, esteemed elders, my apologies. This little brat of ours was born in the last five thousand years and is still a child with little knowledge. Please bear with us, esteemed elders." An ancient voice followed, accompanied by sounds of vigorous beating.
"Alas, he is indeed young."
"Yes, only five thousand years old, still a mere child."
Ancient voices continued to resound from the depths of the void.
"Young people need to learn more. Such uncultured words should not be spoken again. Only Hua Xia is the true Human Race. Other races are, at best, monkeys."
"Exactly, exactly! It is we old friends from the chaotic era who truly understand. Our knowledge is vast and profound."
"Hahaha, you flatter us, old friends. While I dare not boast about other things, when it comes to learning knowledge, I would never concede. Over these tens of thousands of years, my learning has become quite eclectic."
Just as the old monsters were chatting merrily, two coughs suddenly interrupted them:
"Ahem, ahem, you old fellows, has anyone seen my axe?"
"Uh... why is there no response? Weren't you all chatting quite lively just now...?"
On the other side, amidst the Human Race's sacrifice.
Lin Zhan and the others stared dumbfounded at the young Taoist priest beside them, who was undergoing his advancement.
"Oh, damn, a nine-year-old Human Emperor! Old Lin, your sister has really found a treasure this time," He Da Zhuang said enviously, looking at the young Taoist.
"What are you envious of? We brothers are all at the peak of the Emperor rank. Even those mediocre Great Emperors could only hold us off for a while. What's there to envy?" Lin Zhan said testily, looking at He Da Zhuang's beaming face.
"Boss, everyone else has advanced. Why are we not even stirring? By rights, our contributions are not small. Look at the accumulated fortune on us – with this, we could win the lottery jackpot for ten consecutive years. Why is our cultivation level showing no movement?" Wang Er Zhuang said with confusion after carefully examining his soul sea.
Everyone froze for a moment: That's right, what about the promised feedback of fortune? Why wasn't there any reaction? Even this lazy, greedy, and lustful little fatty has advanced, and we haven't budged an inch.
"Brothers, have you noticed? Among the divine race progenitors we sacrificed, there were quite a few tough ones. Why is it that for us, only twelve ancestors have advanced to progenitor status? The difference is too great," Jiang Zheng gestured towards the twelve ancestors advancing on the altar and said to the group.
"Damn it, did some son of a bitch skim off our share... Ah!" Wang Er Zhuang was kicked away before he could finish his sentence.
"Enough, you little brats. Stop your baseless speculations. The surplus human fortune has been fed back to the Earth Dao," Ancestor Chi You said, retracting the foot he had used to kick Wang Er Zhuang.
"Earth Dao? Ancestor, are you referring to the Nine Nether Underworld? But our Heavenly Master's Mansion frequently contacts them, and we've never heard them mention it," the young Taoist priest, who had successfully advanced to Human Emperor, said after waking up.
Hearing this, Lin Zhan frowned. "Brother-in-law, don't just say you haven't heard. I sent my old man down, and he hasn't sent any message back yet."
Everyone froze. The young Taoist priest said tremblingly, "Big Brother, when did you get rid of our father? You're too damn heartless."
"Get lost! What the hell do you mean I got rid of him? My old man went down in person through the channel of the Qing Qiu Fox Clan," Lin Zhan roared, a vein throbbing on his forehead.
"Then didn't our grandfather also assemble eight army groups down there? So they sent Father down to explain our new combat strategies and army composition."
"Ah..." Everyone collectively breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh my god, I almost died of happiness! I thought you had gotten rid of Father, and then no one would ask for a dowry for my marriage to Ya'er," the young Taoist priest said with regret.
"You're thinking too much, brother-in-law. Even if Father is gone, you still have to pay the full dowry."
Everyone: "My goodness, what kind of people are this family?"