The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

In Luofeng City, the ruthless killing continued, like a nightmare that could not be awakened. Shrill cries, terrified shouts, desperate pleas for mercy, angry curses, and cries of resistance intertwined together, like a tragic symphony, playing the sinking and elegy of life.

Groups of soldiers armed with sharp weapons were like ferocious and bloodthirsty wolves. Their eyes were cold and cruel, as if they had lost the warmth of humanity, and they kept swinging their evil butcher knives at their subjects and civilians.

Their movements were swift and ruthless, and every swing of their knives would take away a life. Their faces were blurred by blood and dust, and only their eyes, which flashed with endless murderous light, appeared bright and scarlet.

Those innocent subjects and civilians huddled helplessly in a corner they thought was safe, their eyes filled with fear and despair. They trembled, trying to minimize their presence, hoping to escape. However, in the face of this endless slaughter, their fate seemed to be doomed.

The streets in the city had turned into a battlefield with rivers of blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The wreckage of buildings and fallen bodies could be seen everywhere, and the entire city was shrouded in an extremely heavy shadow of death.

However, even in such a desperate situation, some people still chose to stand up bravely. They struggled to stand up with all their strength, trying to fight against those brutal soldiers with their weak strength. Although their figures seemed so small and fragile, their eyes flashed with determination, and they were unwilling to succumb to the slaughter of fate.

One by one they fell, but more people rushed forward. Although their figures seemed small and fragile in the chaos, they formed a large torrent in the end. However, facing the teams of soldiers with elite weapons and the 30,000 demons who were eyeing them covetously, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless, but the tenacity and courage they showed were enough to shock people and make them alert.

The killing seemed to be endless, and those innocent lives trembled in a pool of blood, waiting for the dawn of redemption. However, hope seemed out of reach, and only endless despair spread.

When will this killing end? When will those innocent lives be redeemed? The answer seems out of reach, and perhaps only time can slowly reveal it. But no matter what the outcome, this cruel history filled with blood and tears will be deeply engraved in the hearts of every witness and become an unforgettable memory for them.

Outside Luofeng City, the demon general sat on a high magical beast, with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile in his eyes, watching the bloody massacre in the city with cold eyes, as if he regarded this bloody killing as a feast of a game, enjoying the joy and sense of accomplishment. And the 30,000 demon army behind him, like the wild beasts in the darkness, staring at him, ready to obey his orders at any time and raze Luofeng City to the ground.

At this time, five hundred miles away from Luofeng City, in the forest of the Great Wilderness, in the newly formed temporary camp of the Yanhuang Guard, more than a thousand soldiers had practiced hard all night. According to the different characteristics of the soldiers' combat, Ye Tian once again taught them some different combat skills and combined attack formations, and armed them with sharp teeth, in order to improve their strength as soon as possible and better cope with the upcoming long-term war.

After doing all this, Ye Tian was not idle. After he found that the demon army was heading straight for Luofeng City, he did not relax his vigilance. In addition to having Commander Tieshan send spies to secretly track and grasp the intelligence ahead, a group of wild beasts also played an important role at the same time. Even though their temporary camp was more than 500 miles away from Luofeng City, he could always learn about the news from the front through the wild beasts.

On the boulder, Ye Tian was apparently meditating and practicing, but in fact, he was more thinking about the future path of the human race in the fairyland. Although he had only been in the fairyland for one day, from what he saw and heard and the information he learned from Tieshan, it seemed that this place was much more complicated than the Hongyu fairyland where he lived in his previous life. Of course, this might also be related to his lack of understanding of the Hongyu fairyland where he lived in his previous life. But no matter what, Ye Tian felt that the danger and complexity of the fairyland far exceeded his imagination.

In his opinion, the reason why this fairyland is so chaotic, the reason why the human race is constantly fighting among themselves, and the reason why there is endless war between races... may not be entirely due to the hatred and fighting between races, but more like there is an invisible big hand behind the scenes pushing all this at any time.

Of course, Ye Tian also understood that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The world of cultivators is full of blood and cruel jungle law, which is also normal. However, such a chaotic situation as this fairyland is still rare. Especially in the human race, there seems to be an extremely powerful force secretly clamping and suppressing the development of the human race. Obviously, their purpose is to prevent the human race from uniting and becoming stronger. Otherwise, with the number and strength of the human race, it would not fall into such a situation where it is attacked everywhere, passively beaten, and torn apart.

Although Ye Tian did not know the situation of the four great wastelands of the fairy world, the central city, and other places where human races lived, all signs showed that Ye Tian believed that perhaps the demons invaded the human race's territory and wantonly burned, killed, and looted. This behavior was probably not just happening in the Great Wasteland City of the Northern Wasteland, and the current situation in the Northern Wasteland might just be a microcosm of the places where human races lived in the fairy world.

Because according to Ye Tian's personal opinion, even if the human race is in a bad situation, facing the invasion of alien races and the rampant trampling of the human race, which is related to the survival and future of mankind, the country and the sect here cannot ignore it and remain indifferent. But they only care about internal fighting and killing each other, but turn a blind eye to the invading enemies and murderers of the human race, and let the demon army rampage and kill in their own territory. This is extremely abnormal. Ye Tian believes that there must be other unknown reasons and many unknown secrets.

But no matter what, Ye Tian didn't want to see the human race continue in this situation. Apart from anything else, he didn't want his compatriots who ascended from Earth to perish in this chaotic world. Moreover, among the hundreds of millions of people who transcended the tribulation and ascended, there would definitely be his parents, wife, relatives, friends, brothers, and members of the Yanhuang Palace on Earth... There were many humans that he cared about very much.

However, Ye Tian also knew that changing this situation was not something that could be easily solved by one's own efforts. To achieve stability and long-term development of the human race, the entire human race must be united. As the saying goes, it is easy to conquer a country, but difficult to defend it. Otherwise, even if one conquers a country, the prestige and foundation of the human race cannot be permanently stable.

In this vast fairyland, there are countries, sects, and alien races everywhere, and all kinds of forces are intricate and intertwined. There are open and covert struggles, and the strong prey on the weak. But Ye Tian understands that no matter what kind of world, no matter where, strength is always indispensable. Only strong power is the important magic weapon to overcome everything. And strength is not only one's own strength, but also the strength of different forces and groups. He has deeply experienced this in his previous life.

In his previous life, as an Immortal Emperor, he was very powerful, but he did not join any forces, nor did he build any forces of his own, and was eventually defeated by the overall strength of the forces. In this life, he started planning when he was on Earth, so he would naturally not repeat the same mistakes and go down the old path again.

However, Ye Tian couldn't figure it out. In such a huge fairyland, with hundreds of millions of human beings and many strong ones, is there no one who understands? What he can think of, can't others think of it? Can't they see the current situation of the human race, or do they intend to let every human race be self-reliant and strong, and grow in blood and fire? Or is it that although there are many human races, there is simply no one who is strong enough to unite the human race? Or are there other unknown factors...?

But no matter what the reason is, Ye Tian believes that the human race must take the path of unity and solidarity, which is the only choice for survival and development. Otherwise, the result waiting for the human race is bound to be extinction. Just like what happened before his eyes, the demise of Dahuang City is a good example, a painful lesson that is deeply engraved in the heart.

Without a powerful cultivation method, there is no room for growth. How can a nation on its knees stand up straight to resist a fierce and powerful enemy? How can the human race develop when one side grows stronger while the other loses?

Slowly, a basic outline has formed in Ye Tian's mind. "Isn't the world of the immortals and humans in chaos? Aren't they each acting on their own, fighting among themselves, and unable to unite? Isn't there anyone willing to stand up for the human race...? If others are unwilling to stand up, then do it yourself."

Aren't those high and mighty sects unwilling to easily give out their cultivation techniques to ordinary people to practice and make them stronger? Then I will do the opposite. Aren't they unwilling to vigorously arm their subjects and armies? Then I will find a way to equip them with the sharpest teeth. Isn't it true that the strong are respected and strength speaks in the fairy world? Then I will make the human race the strongest piece of iron plate, the strongest race. Don't those ambitious enemies regard the human race as a knife? Then I will trample them all under my feet and re-establish the order of this world...