From the Primordial Qilin, ruling over various branches of Qilin ancestors.
The Ink Qilin Ancestor was once ruled by the Primordial Qilin, but was merely an ancestor of one lineage, not the true ancestor of all Qilin.
It was only during the ancient Dragon-Phoenix tribulation that other Qilin ancestors, and even the Primordial Qilin, perished. The Ink Qilin Ancestor then truly rose from being an ancestor of a branch to become the strongest in the entire Qilin tribe!
At this moment, the Ink Qilin, this ancient Hunyuan Golden Immortal, surrendered, which meant the entire Qilin tribe surrendered!
It meant that the Qilin tribe, which once made Di Jun wary and could not be incorporated into the Demon Race, possessing ancient heritage, had surrendered in its entirety!
"We, the Phoenix Clan, also surrender!"
The current Phoenix Clan ancestor, also an ancient Hunyuan Golden Immortal, had no choice but to lower her proud head before the Human Heavenly Court!
Fang Ming looked at the Phoenix Clan ancestor.
Her Hunyuan Golden Immortal cultivation was below that of Zhulong and above the Ink Qilin Ancestor, placing her in the middle.
She was approximately a cultivator of the Great Dao of Fire in the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.
She controlled eight percent of the Great Dao of Fire.
Behind her followed a youth dressed in colorful clothes.
He was a young boy, appearing to be around Fang Ming's age.
Kong Xuan, who was young during the Witch-Demon era, wielded the Five-Colored Divine Light. The moment he saw Fang Ming, a sense of defiance arose within him.
Kong Xuan thought to himself, "We are the same age, yet I cannot even escape the protection of the Phoenix Clan, nor am I permitted by the Ancestor to venture outside the Undying Volcano for training."
"But this Fang Ming, of the same age as me, can dominate the Great Desolation world, seal Saints, and unify the entire Great Desolation?"
"Is the gap between us really this vast? I am the son of Yuan Feng, how can..."
Despite his youth, Kong Xuan possessed an unyielding spirit. Based on his identity as the son of Yuan Feng, he was inherently unconvinced by Fang Ming.
However, he was still very young, and due to his weak strength, his arrogance had not yet grown to the point where he would dare to confront a Heavenly Dao Saint with the cultivation of a veteran Quasi-Saint during the Investiture of the Gods era.
Therefore, he was merely unconvinced in his heart, and outwardly, he still displayed a posture of submission, showing no disrespect to the Human Heavenly Court.
Fang Ming stood in place, and a divine sense swept through Kong Xuan's thoughts. He then paid him no further attention.
"Kong Xuan, wielder of the Five-Colored Divine Light, a powerhouse second only to Saints in the Investiture of the Gods era..."
"Son of Yuan Feng..."
"If it were in the past, there would be a need for schemes. Now, there is no longer any necessity to take any measures against him."
Fang Ming did not care what Kong Xuan thought.
Now, he could suppress Saints with a mere thought, sealing them for immeasurable kalpas, for hundreds of millions of years, as if it were nothing.
Yuan Feng, a mere peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal, even if she could be resurrected, was less than an ant in Fang Ming's eyes.
What was the identity of Yuan Feng's son to Fang Ming?
As for Kong Xuan's future strength? Fang Ming could obliterate a veteran Quasi-Saint in his prime with a single thought, let alone the young him now.
Under the suppression of the Human Heavenly Court, where would Kong Xuan have the opportunity to surpass Fang Ming...
At most, the Human Race treasury would have an additional scripture on the Five-Colored Divine Light, detailing its divine abilities.
The three ancient tribes had now all surrendered to the Human Heavenly Court.
...
In the West Kunlun, countless flying boats descended. Human powerhouses and the Hunyuan Golden Immortals of the three ancient tribes took action.
The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the ravaged Great Desolation land. After fighting with three Hunyuan Golden Immortals, she did not last long before sighing and being completely killed.
The West Kunlun was stained with blood, and countless celestial maidens perished.
...
In the Sea of Blood.
Patriarch Ming He watched coldly as the Human powerhouses descended.
Ming He wielded the Yuan Tu sword, seated on the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Red Lotus, to resist.
The Ultimate Dao Emperor Weapon, the Tai Huang Sword, was fully revived.
Ming He perished, his body and path annihilated.
...
In Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at the virtual game pod and finally let go of his obsession, delving into the virtual universe.
...
In Bidu Mountain.
Pan Wang, the Supreme Grandmaster of the Gu Dao, the foremost figure in the Great Desolation, utilized countless poisons.
Many humans were poisoned.
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Array was partially activated.
The power of the Tai Yin Star descended.
Zi Yi Shi, empowered by the Tai Yin force, under the moonlight, killed Pan Wang.
...
Fang Ming walked through the Great Desolation world, filled with blood and corpses.
Everywhere he looked, there were piles of white bones.
The Queen Mother of the West, Ming He, Pan Wang, and other veteran Quasi-Saints had all perished.
Zhen Yuanzi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches had retreated to a corner, delving into the virtual universe, becoming a spiritual civilization.
Countless innate deities and Da Luo Golden Immortals, it was impossible to count how many had been killed.
The three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace were few and far between.
As for Tian Shi Shang Ren, who ran around seeking the Dao Ancestor and the Tai Qing Saint to emerge, he had long since been killed by the Da Luo powerhouses of the Human Race.
Who told him to be so ostentatious and conspicuous.
In the Great Desolation world, there were once over a thousand native Da Luo Golden Immortals...
In the Great Desolation world, there were once many Quasi-Saints...
Now...
The vast majority had perished, and a small portion, like the Witch Clan, had been resolved peacefully.
Everywhere Fang Ming looked, there were the corpses of countless Great Desolation cultivators.
He could not help but sigh, "White bones like mountains, birds startled in flight."
Then, looking at the beings of the Great Desolation, either slaughtered or surrendered under the Human Heavenly Court, he turned his sigh into a smile.
He laughed heartily, "Imperial ambitions and achievements, all in a moment's laugh!"
Standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, surrounded by countless white bones, the young, exquisitely beautiful boy, clad in white, his eyes filled with ambition and dominance.
The young boy, the ruler of the Human Heavenly Court, the Human Emperor, desired the entire Great Desolation world to be subservient to him alone – those who followed him prospered, those who defied him perished!
The Great Desolation world had been thoroughly invaded by him, and the invasion had reached a new height...
The Human Race's hegemony was thus established!
Fang Ming reveled in this feeling!
But his ambition extended far beyond this...
Fang Ming's gaze pierced through the Great Desolation world, looking at the three Saints fleeing towards the Chaos.
Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhunti Saint, Jieyin Saint.
He called out, "Fellow Daoists, why flee to the Chaos?"
"I believe it would be best for you three to remain and keep Tai Qing Daoist company, which would be quite good!"
"There is no need to venture far into the Chaos!"
The three Saints did not reply, and fled even faster!
They had naturally witnessed the suppression of the Tai Qing Saint!
The moment the three Saints felt the Nine Heavens Sealing Saint Pillar, they felt a chilling sensation!
Their instincts told them...
This object was specifically created to deal with beings like Heavenly Dao Saints!
Once inside, they could almost forget about ever getting out!
The possibility of escape was infinitely close to zero...
And afterward, after the Tai Qing Saint was suppressed and even his thoughts froze, their conjectures and instincts were confirmed as correct!