Chapter 257: Humanity as Sovereign, Ruling Heaven and Earth

The combatants, all living beings, sages, gods, demons, and divine kings froze in shock.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of eyes, two figures approached from the distant heavens, walking upon empty air; each step they took made the sky ripple like a puddle, their overwhelming aura shaking heaven and earth.

"Humans?!"

Though far away, every god and demon could see clearly.

The two distant figures were humans—shocking beyond measure; one radiated an aura like an ancient, eternal mountain, vast and majestic, the other like a ten-thousand-zhang divine sword, its blade unsheathed, splitting heaven and cleaving earth.

They rode upon divine winds, making the nine heavens sway and tremble; their robes fluttered with a sound like thunder, their postures upright, their human aura unhidden.

"Divine Kings!!"

Some gods and demons gasped in horror, sensing the two's power—they were Divine King level.

The sages, divine kings, and gods and demons all froze.

Divine Kings—that is, Great Sages—but… when had humans produced two more Great Sages? From other worlds? But weren't there no humans of Great Sage level in the other worlds?

Two human Great Sages appeared out of nowhere.

"Who are you?"

The Ghost-Horn Clan's Divine King sensed it: their auras were utterly unfamiliar; he could almost confirm these two were not from Wanhuang World.

This question drew the attention of not only gods, demons, and divine kings, but also the sages.

"Rokuya Family's Twenty-Eight Mansions, Northern Seven Mansions—'Dou'."

"Rokuya Family's Twenty-Eight Mansions, Northern Seven Mansions—'Wei'."

Rokuya Dou and Rokuya Wei did not conceal their identities; they declared themselves openly, unafraid of any retaliation—had they feared such things, they would never have been Rokuya Family's Twenty-Eight Mansions.

Kamikawa Mitsu had instilled in them this very character: absolute strength and confidence in the Rokuya Family, fearing no one.

Rokuya Family? Twenty-Eight Mansions?

Two Great Sages from the same family?!

Before anyone could process this, Rokuya Dou spoke.

"Who said humans should be erased from Wanhuang World?"

His voice boomed, carrying undeniable authority and the power of life and death; such grandeur was not something any god or demon could possess unless born with it—or forged through endless blood and fire, tempered in countless terrifying battles into a ferocity that drowned the world in iron and blood.

Gods, demons, even divine kings—all froze in that instant, instinctively turning their gazes toward the Ghost-Horn Clan's Divine King.

Clearly, those words had been spoken by the Ghost-Horn Clan's Divine King.

"Then you shall die to atone."

Rokuya Dou stared at him.

"Humans are not prey for your vermin."

Boom!!

Heaven and earth erupted as if undergoing a cosmic explosion; Rokuya Dou raised his hand and pressed down—the entire realm instantly darkened, day turned to night.

The sky above now shimmered with countless stars, the Milky Way hanging like a curtain, a breathtaking celestial scene.

Yet no one admired it; their pupils shrank in terror.

"The hand!!"

It was not the sky turning from day to night—it was the sky being smothered by Rokuya Dou's colossal hand, vast as the heavens; five fingers like five colossal pillars spanning heaven and earth, like five majestic rivers of stars.

The beautiful, dazzling starry scene was the palm of Rokuya Dou's hand.

Within his palm lay a universe, containing the stars and cosmos.

This sight shook the soul: the hand overturned heaven, dragging a whole starry realm downward, countless stars blazing between his fingers, star rivers swirling around his palms, giant stars orbiting them.

But this was not the most terrifying part; all beings, all living creatures, looked up, staring into the starry realm within the overturned heavens.

A starry realm.

Giant stars circled it, the Milky Way suspended high, and within it lay countless worlds scattered across the vast starfield.

Faintly visible, each world teemed with countless living beings—each form unique, from countless races, innumerable in number, living, reproducing, warring, enduring…

The Five Races and other living beings recognized their own kinds within these worlds; the beings there resembled them exactly—clearly, their own races also lived within this Three Thousand Worlds.

Moreover, they recognized other races from Wanhuang World—all of Wanhuang's races were there, even many unknown ones; the diversity of races within dwarfed Wanhuang World by far, truly a multitude of races standing side by side.

But where was humanity…?

Just as they wondered, all beings sensed something, and looked upward—beyond the starry realm of the Three Thousand Worlds.

Deep within the endless void, amidst swirling chaotic mist, loomed a colossal figure.

The figure was so immense it defied description; the entire starry realm of the Three Thousand Worlds rested between his hands, and with a thought, he could lift it up—his mere leaking aura could bring boundless life to the stars, or endless destruction, impossibly powerful.

The figure was not shaped like any of the other living beings—it was…

"A human!!!"

All living beings nearly went mad, struggling to utter that single word.

They could not be mistaken—this racial aura matched exactly the humans fighting them now: the aura of humanity.

In that instant, every being's mind went blank, utterly bewildered.

How is this possible?!

How could humans be this powerful?

And this impossibly powerful human, his hands encompassing the stars—clearly the sovereign ruling the Three Thousand Worlds, even their creator!

What is happening?!

The various races began to roar in frenzy.

"Impossible! How could humans rule over all races?!"

"I don't believe it! How could the myriad races be ruled by such vermin?!"

A half-god-level powerhouse roared, shaking the earth—his inner composure had shattered completely.

However, no one answered them—not because they didn't want to answer, but because they couldn't affirm their words. Although that starry sky was merely an extraordinary sight projected by a divine ability, that didn't mean the sight was false or fabricated out of thin air.

Just consider: the living beings of the three thousand worlds within the starry sky encompassed all races of the Myriad Wastes Realm, and beyond that there were also various races that didn't exist at all in the Myriad Wastes Realm, as well as many unknown races. The auras of all these races were each different—impossible to imitate. Only if they truly existed could they possibly be displayed within the sight.

Moreover, the realism of that starry sky, the myriad scenes of life lived by the ten thousand races—without having looked down upon them, how could one know?

In other words, the existence who created this divine ability must have witnessed such a scene. Who besides that magnificent being who dominates the starry sky of the three thousand worlds could have witnessed such a scene?

The Ashikaga family?!

Suddenly, some beings inexplicably recalled the origins of these two Great Sages—they came from the Ashikaga family. Could it be... that magnificent being belonged to the Ashikaga family?

Unfortunately, there was no time left for them to think.

The great hand had already pressed down toward the Ghost Horn Race's God King.

The great hand of the firmament was vast and mighty, pressing until the heavenly vault and void collapsed, clouds all exploded, spiritual energy and air alike vaporized, oppressing this stretch of sky into rumbling thunder—even a million li away it could be heard.

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(PS: Divine Step One == Sage, Divine Demon; Divine Step Two == God King, Great Sage; Divine Step Three == Saint, Divine Emperor)