Chapter 1767: The Emperor's Fall Curse of the Human Race

Jiang Ding searched through the Rain Master's memories bit by bit, looking for the intelligence he needed.

"The Divine Buddha Great Thousand World is its current name."

"This Great Thousand World's former name was… Tianyu Holy Land. Is it a power similar to the Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land from a past era?"

"More than thirty million years ago, the Tianyu Holy Land was annihilated by a coalition of Divine Beings."

Jiang Ding sighed softly: "The Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws of those years was far too ruthless — he drove matters to the extreme. These foreign races have all developed post-traumatic stress disorders, and have nearly reached a tacit agreement to join forces and exterminate the human race."

"The human race of this era is also a bunch of trash."

"The Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws swept clean all the foreign races under heaven, buying so much time, yet they delayed again and again, and even broke out in civil war after civil war — and the intensity of those civil wars was extremely brutal, the kind where whole clans were exterminated over the slightest provocation — allowing these foreign races, which were only seeds back then, to gradually grow strong."

"As time went on, the risk of the human race's extinction grew higher and higher."

"The painstaking efforts of the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws were all for naught."

At this moment, through the Rain Master's memories, Jiang Ding learned the methods by which the Divine Beings and Immortal Clans maintained internal unity.

The Immortal Clans relied on bloodlines — higher-ranked bloodlines naturally led lower-ranked ones; the higher the bloodline concentration, the closer to the ancestor, the more noble the status. Immortal Clans such as the Dragon and Phoenix all worked this way.

The Divine Beings relied on the Primordial Divine Dao Accord.

The Primordial Divine Dao Accord originated from the era when the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws had once exterminated the Divine Beings. Numerous Divine Beings, back in the era of the seeds, mutually agreed that in the future they would come to each other's aid in attack and defense. This Primordial Divine Dao Accord was written into the core of the Divine Dao.

If any Divine Dao Supreme Being had not had this Primordial Divine Dao Accord written into their Divine Dao core, they would not be accepted by the Gods.

Of course, this was only when the Divine Beings faced external enemies.

Apart from facing external enemies, their internal struggles were also extremely fierce, and the intensity of their internal wars was no less.

This was the reason why, in terms of organization, the human race of the Endless Starry Sky lagged behind every hegemon-level power of the Endless Starry Sky. Though they inherited the afterglow of the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws' era, though their strength was clearly the greatest, though they had inherited the foundation of the Ancient Emperor's era, the power they displayed was the exact opposite.

In wars against outsiders, they were weak time and again, retreating time and again, appeasing time and again.

Occasionally, numerous human powers would form alliances and strike out together, yet they always lost sight of one thing while attending to another, coordination was poor, and they were picked off one by one by the enemy, resulting in even greater losses.

The look of a rotten dynasty in its final days.

This kind of decay was called by many Immortal Clans the "Emperor's Fall Curse."

Races that birthed an Emperor would often rise to great heights and then decline, gradually rotting away; the chance of consecutively birthing the next generation's Emperor was extremely slim — nearly impossible.

The Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws, in his final years, had gone so mad precisely because he wished to reverse this "Emperor's Fall Curse."

Clearly, all of the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws' various

schemes, as the long ages slowly passed, gradually declared failure, and the radiance of the Endless Starry Sky's human race gradually dimmed.

"What a bunch of vermin!"

Jiang Ding set down the Rain Master's memories and let out a long sigh toward the heavens.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, when hearing news of the war in the Qingfeng Beidou Star Region, his attitude had been almost the same as that of many human race powerhouses — namely, what does the fall of the Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land have to do with me?

What benefit was there in helping the Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land? On what grounds should one fight to the death for the Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land?

Yes, the Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land had indeed made many promises — scriptures, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, everything one could want. At the critical juncture of life and death they were very generous, agreeing that after defeating the coalition of the Sun Divine Lord they would jointly divide up numerous world clusters and even Great Thousand Worlds, giving major promises in every respect.

But — could they be trusted?

The Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land had stood in the Endless Starry Sky for so many years; the dirty deeds it had done were not one or two, but countless. Under the rear of every ancient power sat a puddle of filth — not a single one was clean.

The Heavenly Dao Covenant was something that had long since been played to death; even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it.

One could say that even if numerous human powers joined hands to defeat the Sun Divine Lord's army, the subsequent division of benefits would inevitably erupt into war again.

This was inevitable — how could the interests that so many powers had exchanged for with blood and lives possibly be yielded?

All of this required change.

A reforming power or figure needed to appear, and only then could the current downward spiral of the Endless Starry Sky battlefield be temporarily altered.

This reformer would surely bear endless resentment.

In the future, the chances of being killed and one's clan exterminated, one's sect destroyed, were very great. Even if the human race were to regain its glory in the future, it would have nothing to do with the reformer.

This kind of thing had repeated itself countless times throughout history — there was nothing particularly new about it.

This was the drawback of a long history with detailed records: hot-blooded, impulsive people grew fewer and fewer, each one more shrewd than the last, each one seeing farther than the last.

All of this made true great sages hesitate endlessly, unwilling to take that step.

They were trapped in a prisoner's dilemma.

"Reform?"

"That is the path to death."

Jiang Ding deliberated for a long time, then shook his head: "Those bastards can only be suppressed with the sword, beaten into submission — that is the way to lasting peace and order. Everything else is merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

"But if the Endless Starry Sky battlefield keeps appeasing like this, the human race will be wiped out!"

"Even a great existence like the Ancient Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws needed a soil for the human race, and only with that could an Emperor be born. If even the human race no longer exists, how could an Emperor be born?"

"This is an unsolvable knot."

The more Jiang Ding reasoned it out, the more he fell into the same dead end, the same despair, as the many human race powerhouses. He simply could not find a way. He let out a long sigh: "Enough, enough. The Qingfeng Beidou Holy Land battlefield is

right?"

"If the opportunity is right, I am willing to fight on this battlefield, slay some foreign race Dao Children, and delay the time of the human race's extinction."

"I hope that before the human race is utterly wiped out, a Human Emperor can be born once more."

"Slaying foreign race Dao Children…"

Jiang Ding's gaze grew deep and distant. He withdrew from the Rain Master's memories and, from another perspective, looked toward the distant starry sky of the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World:

"Then let us begin with the Zhenyue Divine Son."

……

Tianlian World Cluster, Datu Dynasty.

Unknowingly, more than two thousand years had passed since the Datu Dynasty unified the world cluster.

During these two thousand-plus years, the Datu Dynasty had sent troops beyond the world cluster, annihilating one Qi-Yun Dynasty after another, sweeping across the world with virtually no opponents. Even the famed Mountain King, Guard King, and Divine Son Zheng King and others suffered massive defeats on the battlefield.

Currently, the Great Tu Dynasty has already occupied more than twenty world clusters, its crimson dragon qi blazing resplendently, forbidding all laws, its strength reaching its prime.

At this moment, the Great Tu Dynasty's dragon qi could even rival a cultivator at the peak of Dao Merging!

Anyone could see that the Great Tu Dynasty bore the mandate to unify the realm.

Under such a tremendous threat, kings such as the Mountain King, the Guard King, and the Divine Son Zheng King — many sovereigns who dominated multiple world clusters — began forming alliances, creating a massive coalition of dynasties that threatened the newly born Great Tu Dynasty.

"Congratulations, Great King!"

"The unification of the realm by Great Tu is just around the corner!"

At the court assembly, Wang Hou and the assembled ministers said jubilantly: "The Mountain King, the Guard King, and the rest are nothing but feeble forces. Even if they join hands, their commands are uncoordinated, their policies issued from many doors, each army harbors its own schemes — how could they possibly be mentioned in the same breath as our dynasty?"

"We beg His Majesty to lead the army on a northern campaign and unify the realm!"

"We beg His Majesty to campaign north and unify the realm!"

The ministers spoke in unison, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.