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The weather grew increasingly cold, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, it was said to be the day when the powerful figure of the Imperial Realm, Man Zhan Kuang, would emerge from seclusion. Before the secret realm, a crowd had gathered, blocking all passage. Ye Xingchen and his companions disguised themselves to blend in among them.
Today marked the day of my return, Barbarian Emperor, and also the last day for our Demonic Path people to endure humiliation. Man Wu Tian leaped down from the stone gate, speaking passionately.
Do you all remember how those despicable individuals from the Righteous Path treated our Demonic Path beings with cruelty? Just a week ago, the ruler of the Xia Dynasty, Ye Xingchen, led his army to strike mercilessly at us Barbarians under Ancestor Ye. This event remains vivid in my mind!
Man Wu Tian's eyes reddened as he continued. Are we destined to be oppressed by this so-called Righteous Path, living our lives in their shadow? Must we endure their humiliation time and again, tolerating their vile actions?
With a fierce change in tone, Man Wu Tian's eyes blazed with intensity. Think about it, everyone—when did our suffering truly begin? Was it not after the Northern Domain War a thousand years ago when Wang Zhan seized power?
Do you remember how our homeland was ruthlessly destroyed, flourishing towns turned to ashes, and innocent old and young cried out in despair amidst the flames of war? Our Ancestor Ye, those heroes who safeguarded our nation's spirit and legacy, fell under the conspiracies and might of the Righteous Path, dying with resentment.
Though their bodies fell, our hatred burned even hotter! Should we silently endure this fate? Should we allow our descendants to continue living in the shadows of the Righteous Path?
No! Absolutely not! Today marks a turning point; the Barbarian Emperor is about to emerge from seclusion. He will lead us out of this dark mire!
Mo Ji took up the amplification stone and spoke with righteous indignation. For this reason, we must establish the Heavenly Demon Cult to unite the scattered forces of the Demonic Path. Here, we shall not differentiate between races or sects; as long as one harbors hatred for the Righteous Path and yearns to reclaim our dignity and glory, they are our brothers and sisters!
We will ignite a war between righteousness and evil, making those from the Righteous Path taste the fear that has shrouded us!
We shall cleanse their sect with blood and reclaim the lands they have seized; we will make them pay a thousandfold for their past atrocities! For every Demonic City they have destroyed, we will demand they repay with fresh blood for every kin they have harmed. We will make them offer their lives as tribute!
The words of Mo Ji and Man Wu Tian grew increasingly frenzied, almost in unison.
It is time for us, the Mo Dao Bao, to awaken! Take up your weapons and unleash the hatred within your hearts! Let us follow in the footsteps of the Great Emperor, tread the Righteous Path, and rebuild a world that belongs to our Demonic Path!
In this world, we shall no longer be oppressed or discriminated against; we will live freely under the sun! Let our names become a lasting nightmare for the Righteous Path; let our deeds echo throughout this continent for all eternity!
Rejoice, cheer! At this moment, let the flames of vengeance burn away all that is evil in this world!
The citizens of the Demonic Path below were instantly filled with rage, their eyes turning red as they raised their weapons in response to the call. They charged forward, weapons drawn, towards the few remaining members of the Righteous Path.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the few Righteous Path members were slaughtered completely. Only Ye Xingchen and a few others managed to escape this calamity by fleeing early.
Now, come forth to pay homage here.
Man Wu Tian sliced open his palm, and a scarlet array instantly spread from his hand, enveloping the entire secret realm.
Come to welcome the first Great Emperor of this era!
In that moment, the heavens roared and winds surged as an overwhelming imperial aura poured forth from the secret realm. The stone gate of the secret realm exploded, and a towering warrior stepped through the shattered void, chanting:
“The Roc soars over the vast sea; Deity Shakra, legends of old written in clouds and mist.
A hundred thousand springs and autumns pass in an instant; eight rises and falls within a mere snap of fingers.
Who among us has not faced defeat since ancient times? Conceal your brilliance and bide your time to seize destiny once more.
Can the setting sun of Dongshan rise again? The Great Emperor returns to shake the world!”
As soon as this verse was recited, that warrior’s cultivation was fully revealed—he stood at the pinnacle of greatness.
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