Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

Everyone's eyes were focused on the suddenly appearing Sun God. His appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of life to this war-torn land.

"Lord Zhongrong!" Xuanyuan Lang also seemed quite excited. He had never expected that the God of the Sun would show up at this decisive moment.

Zhong Rong said: "All things need light and warmth to grow. Today's battle is not what I want, but the wind of change has blown across the Nine Provinces. Xuanyuan Wuji, your retreat is a wise move."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wuji bowed and saluted, "Thank you for your teachings, Lord God. I am willing to obey the will of heaven and give way to the wise for the future of the human race."

Zhongrong Divine Lord nodded slightly, "Xuanyuan Lang, you have great ambitions and are willing to seek the welfare of the human race. Let me ask you, if you are in power, how will you lead the human race forward?"

Xuanyuan Lang straightened his chest and swore: "I will base my actions on fairness and justice, break down the boundaries between the superior and the inferior, and allow everyone to have the opportunity to practice and share the blessings of heaven and earth."

After hearing this, Zhong Rong was pleased. "Good, good! Xuanyuan Lang, you have such a broad mind and determination. The future of the human race is promising. In the name of the Sun God, I will grant you guidance and protection."

After saying this, Lord Zhongrong flapped his wings, shedding endless light. The scars on the battlefield gradually healed, the broken mountains and rivers were reconnected, and a peaceful atmosphere filled the air.

The war of change ended with the dawn of peace. With the support of Li Wanji and the demon clan, Xuanyuan Lang successfully took over the throne of the Emperor of Heaven.

Xuanyuan Wuji is the eighth generation Heavenly Emperor of the Human Emperor. Although he abdicated and gave way to others, his reputation and contributions are still remembered by his people.

Before he retired, he passed on all his life's learning and experience in governing the country to Xuanyuan Lang, hoping that he could lead the human race to a more glorious future.

As for the sins he committed during the last five thousand years of his reign—

Various injustices, such as pursuing foreign races, abusing immortal powers, persecuting loyal and good people, solidifying classes, and suppressing dissent, were also revealed with his abdication.

The complex forces behind the Shadow Pavilion were also eliminated one by one under Xuanyuan Lang's firm will. The injustice and darkness that had been hidden behind the light were finally exposed to the world and accepted the judgment of all people.

Xuanyuan Wuji didn't know until his death that the leader of the Shadow Pavilion, whom he had promoted, was actually an undercover agent of the demon clan who had been lurking for a thousand years - the Nine-Sword Immortal Jiu Che.

Over the past thousand years, Jiu Che has gradually infiltrated the core of the Shadow Pavilion from an unknown killer, and eventually took control of the entire Shadow Pavilion. He took every step carefully and cautiously.

He took advantage of Xuanyuan Wuji's trust to secretly weaken the Heavenly Court's suppression of the demon clan, and at the same time collected evidence of the Emperor's illegal activities, laying the groundwork for the changes that day.

“It’s you!” In the Heavenly Prison, Xuanyuan Wuji was bound by immortal chains. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the man in front of him who was once his most trusted subordinate, but now became the key figure to subvert his rule.

"Jiujian, why? I treated you well, why did you betray me?" Xuanyuan Wuji's voice was filled with reluctance and pain.

Jiu Che raised his head slightly, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Thousands of years of planning, just for today. The human and demon races could have coexisted and prospered together, but because of prejudice and selfishness, countless lives have been destroyed."

"Everything I do is to correct this long-standing mistake and bring true peace and coexistence between humans and demons."

Xuanyuan Wuji smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Jiujian, you hid so deeply that I never noticed. Who are you loyal to?"

Jiu Che bowed slightly, "My loyalty will always be to the justice and peace of this world."

"Your Majesty, you were once the common ruler of the world, but under your rule, too many innocent people suffered unnecessary hardships. Today's changes are not due to personal grudges, but the general trend of the world."

After saying this, Jiu Che turned around and prepared to leave the dark prison. The moment he walked out of the prison door, he stopped and looked back at the once high and mighty Emperor of Heaven, leaving a sentence:

"Your Majesty, history will remember your achievements as well as your mistakes. I hope that the human race and the demon race can create brilliance together under the new leadership."

With Jiuche's departure, only Xuanyuan Wuji's lonely figure and heavy sighs echoing in the air were left in the Heavenly Prison.

"Demons! Oh, for more than a thousand years, the tolerance and suppression I have given you have not made you truly submit. I was wrong. I thought that power could control everything and ignored the people's support."

He had intended to use his iron-blooded approach to consolidate the foundation of Heaven, but he had never expected that it was this cold authority that gradually made his heart drift away from his original ideals and the sincerity of humanity.

He closed his eyes, and his past glories and mistakes flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. What welled up in his heart was not regret, but a deep sense of relief.

“If I had known this earlier, would I have chosen a different path?”

He pondered secretly in his heart, but the answer no longer mattered, because the wheel of history had already rolled forward and could not be reversed.

What Xuanyuan Wuji didn't expect was that none of the powerful immortals whom he had instigated the Nine Swords to assassinate actually died!

Now, all the powerful people in the immortal world, led by old man Tianji, have returned after hearing the news.

They originally wanted to live in seclusion and practice Buddhism, not caring about worldly matters, but because they intervened in Xuanyuan Wuji's affairs, they were forced into turmoil and were repeatedly persecuted.

Fortunately, with Jiu Che's secret help, they not only saved their lives, but also provided solid support for Xuanyuan Lang's stable rule with their supreme immortal power at the critical moment.

On the day Xuanyuan Lang ascended the throne, heaven and earth celebrated and all races came to pay homage.

Many powerful beings from the immortal world showed up and joined the demons and humans in celebrating the event, symbolizing the reconciliation between the three realms and the birth of a new order.

At the ceremony, Xuanyuan Lang held the "Qiankun Sword" forged by Old Man Tianji himself. This sword contains the ultimate truth of heaven and earth and symbolizes fairness and justice.

He faced all living beings and made a great wish: "From now on, I, Xuanyuan Lang, will use this sword to protect this world. No matter whether they are humans, demons, immortals or monsters, everyone will enjoy equal rights and build a harmonious world together."

Xuanyuan Lang's voice resounded through the sky, and every word seemed to carry endless power, penetrating the hearts of every living being present.

His oath is not only a promise for the future, but also a correction of past mistakes and a declaration of hope for a new era.

At this moment, whether it was the human race, the demon race, or the powerful beings in the immortal world, they all felt unprecedented unity and harmony.

They knew that a new era had begun, an era of prosperity for all living things.

Li Wanji stood beside Xuanyuan Lang, her eyes flashing with pride and satisfaction.

The road to change is full of hardships, but being able to see the light of day today makes all the efforts worthwhile.

She gently held Xuanyuan Lang's hand, giving him silent support and encouragement.

The Divine Lord Zhongrong was suspended in the air, his golden wings gently flapping, casting a warm and peaceful glow.