Chapter 1891

The numerous human cultivators hadn't even reacted yet to why the Heavenly Dao Will would descend with the power of merit.

As for the matter of resisting the Demon Race, everyone had long since forgotten where they put that.

Is this resisting? This is completely a crazy shopping spree; everyone wished the Demon Race would come every day.

They couldn't figure it out, but there was no need to dwell on it; whether the Heavenly Dao Will had gone crazy or whatever, the power of merit was fine, so just absorb it to your heart's content.

The power of merit descended by the Heavenly Dao Will clearly had differences; there should be a unique classification system.

And the group of Emperors and Ancestors naturally received the most, but there were two others who could keep pace with them: Ye Changqing and Sun Ming.

Ye Changqing's food and Sun Ming's elixirs had also made outstanding contributions to this defense against the Demon Race.

It's just that at this moment, Ye Changqing didn't know how others felt, but as he bathed in the power of merit, he felt a bit lackluster.

"This thing doesn't improve things very fast."

Feeling the power of merit entering his body and his cultivation base improving, Ye Changqing even complained that it was slow; compared to the system, there was absolutely no comparison.

As for talent improvement or whatever, Ye Changqing needed that even less; the improvement was also too slow.

However, it was quite comfortable, just like sunbathing; he would just treat it as enjoyment.

If others knew that Ye Changqing was treating this power of merit as enjoyment, they would probably be unable to help but curse loudly at such a waste of heaven's gifts.

The seven-colored auspicious light lasted for a full several hours. After the light dissipated, cheers erupted across all human lands.

Those loose cultivators with low cultivation bases were weeping with joy.

Those who had thought they would never make progress in this life, after experiencing the baptism of the power of merit, had their own talents improved, and their cultivation bases also had breakthroughs.

Bottlenecks that had been stuck for decades or even a hundred years were broken through in an instant.

"Heaven bless the human race, Heaven bless our human race."

"Thank you, Heavens."

"Thank you, our human powerhouses."

The appearance of the power of merit gave these loose cultivators infinite hope.

Because of this opportunity, they were fully capable of climbing to peaks they had never dared to imagine before, completely changing their own destinies.

As for those ordinary people, although the power of merit they received was the best.

However, because of the numerous human powerhouses, they could also be considered to have occupied some of the remaining shade.

Even a small amount of the power of merit was enough to allow them to defy the heavens and change their fate; those who were once unable to step onto the path of cultivation now had a chance.

And those elderly people who were on the verge of death were even more rejuvenated and physically fit under the baptism of the power of merit.

In short, this descent of merit from heaven caused the human race to undergo a qualitative change.

It is not hard to imagine that there will be more and more human powerhouses in the future.

The number of Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses, Saints, and Great Saints will likely have an explosive growth in the short term.

Those who were originally stuck at the Perfect Completion of the Heavenly Human Realm are very likely to break through to become Saints in a short time.

Those who were originally stuck at the Perfect Completion of the Saint Realm are also very likely to break through to become Great Saints.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the current human race is given some time, the human race might truly become the number one race in the Haotu World.

At the front-line base, as the power of merit disappeared, the numerous human cultivators once again turned their eyes toward the Undead Race in front of them.

The three leading Undead Emperors had expressions that were ugly to the extreme at this moment.

The murderous intent in their eyes was extremely intense, but their hearts were incomparably conflicted.

Right now, they indeed had the ability to kill these humans in front of them; after all, even with the power of merit, it still takes time.

If they took action now, they could crush these people in the cradle and make the power of merit useless.

But the problem is that this damn cradle is a bit too big.

Originally, they thought only the people in front of them had obtained the power of merit, but now, damn it, the entire human race has obtained the power of merit.

Even if you killed them, what could you do?

Could you kill the entire human race?

Once they become mortal enemies with the human race, once the human race grows up, the first ones they will target will be them.

It is precisely because of this that the three Undead Emperors were slow to take action.

Anyone with a brain can see the current rise of the human race clearly.

Unless you are certain that you can crush the entire human race in one go in a short time, without giving them any time or opportunity to grow.

Otherwise, the only thing left is to make friends.

After all, with so much power of merit, even a pig would take flight.

Within a hundred years, the strength of the human race will at least increase several times, or even ten times.

By that time, who will still be the opponent of the human race?

Therefore, if you can't crush them in one go, it's best not to offend them.

"What did you say just now?"

Just as the three Undead Emperors were gnashing their teeth in unwillingness, the human side asked.

A second ago...

"Damn it, what is going on with this human race? Why is it like this every time?"

In front of the humans, it seems their Undead Race has never stood up; it was like this before, and today it's even more outrageous—merit descended directly from heaven. You could at least leave some behind! Isn't this power of merit for all the ten thousand races of our Haotu World? You gave it all to the humans; how are we supposed to play?

And the next second, the three Undead Emperors, suppressing the unwillingness and anger in their hearts, put on an expression uglier than crying and said.

"Nothing... we were worried about whether you needed support, so we rushed over to take a look."

Hmm???

Hearing this, the human side looked at each other, and the leading Saints whispered.

"Is that what they said just now?"

"Doesn't seem like it."

"We don't need support."

Turning their heads, they replied calmly. Seeing this, the three Undead Emperors felt like their teeth were about to shatter, but they still had to force a smile.

"Then we'll leave?"

"Hmm, go ahead."

"Alright, alright, no need to see us off, no need to see us off."

Saying this, the three Undead Emperors turned around with gloomy faces and left, filled with humiliation.

When they came, they were full of ambition, wanting to recover their homeland and drive out these damn humans; whoever blocked them would die.

When they left, they were full of frustration and humiliation, their hearts feeling as if they were bleeding.

It wasn't just this team of Undead Race; other branches of the Undead Race were also stunned by this sudden turn of events.