The fire clouds rolled, and the Nine Dragons Carriage broke through the void and flew towards Yaoshan City.

Ji Hao sat on the Nine Dragon Carriage and looked sideways at the mountains, rivers and mountains that were rapidly passing by. The Wanli Revelation Void Array has been completed, and the flood on the earth is slowly receding. In many places, some big rivers and small rivers, and the deep pools of the lakes are still rolling.

However, the situation was much better than when the flood was at its craziest time. Apart from the waterways of all sizes, there were already land of different sizes exposed to the water surface. Some plains even built thatched huts and huts, forming camps of all sizes.

Countless hardworking people of the human race dragged their skinny and tired bodies and smiles full of longing, working hard on these lands. They opened up fields, took out the grain seeds that had been carefully preserved during the flood, and put them into the fields one by one.

The land of Pangu world is generous and fraternal. As long as you are willing to put in your strength and sweat, the seeds planted will definitely give people a rich reward. No matter how great the disasters the people of the human race have suffered, they are full of confidence in this land.

I planted a seed today, and in a few months, I will harvest thousands of grains.

As long as you have land and work hard, you will gain something. When you are full, you will have the strength to open up more fields, rebuild villages, towns, cities, create new homes, reproduce descendants, and live endlessly.

"The people of the human race are all good." Ji Hao suddenly smiled. His heart was warm, and there was an inexplicable warmth lingering all over his body. His Taoist fetus was trembling slightly. He felt the greatest life force from these most ordinary mortals.

In the Political Consultative Hall, when looking at the clan elites who are in high positions and have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, Ji Hao felt cold, withered, ruthless, and cruel. Only when he saw these mortals could Ji Hao feel a different kind of vitality.

Gongsun Bo and the others were very cold, very dead, very ruthless, and cruel, so Ji Hao dared to swing his sword to kill them alone, and his head rolled and blood flowed into a river. And these mortals were so humble but so warm and energetic, so Ji Hao was full of warm love for them. He was willing to use everything he had to protect these mortals who had no power but represented all power.

"Yeah, Di Shun is really right!" Manman sat aside, gnawing a fruit with big mouthfuls, his face covered in juice, while complaining vaguely: "He is the Human Emperor, the king of all human races! No one listened to his words, really! Look at my father, in the Southern Wilderness, which tribe dares not listen to my father and directly destroys their entire family!"

Shaking his head, Manman sighed: "Di Shun, the Emperor, is really atrocity!"

Ji Hao slapped Manman's head helplessly and sighed: "Di Shun, he is a good person... a good person is just to be wronged!"

Manman suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Hao with a trace of dangerous gleam: "Yeah? Do you think my dad is a bad guy?"

Ji Hao laughed out loud and shook Manman's delicate earlobe a few times: "Lord Zhurong is not a bad person, he is a fierce person! People in the world bully the weak and fear the strong. If you are more fierce, no one will dare to provoke you. Naturally, he will be willing to listen to you obediently! Of course, while Lord Zhurong is a fierce person, he must be a good person."

To be fair, Zhurong is really a good person. At least under his governance, the people of the Southern Wilderness can be considered as good as the weather and work in peace and contentment. Especially Zhurong's lineage suppressed the first generation of Chiyou for generations, and this achievement is also worthy of admiration.

Manman nodded with satisfaction. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Ji Hao in confusion: "Then, why can't Emperor Shun be a fierce man?"

Ji Hao was silent for a while. He raised his head and looked at the sky and said lightly: "Because the human race has too much concern and respects the ancestors too much. Respecting the elderly and respecting the blood clan, this is a good thing. As for the human race, it was because of the ancient times that it was relying on families to hold together closely to make the bloodline of the clan reproduce to this day. Therefore, in the bones of the human race, we always attach great importance to the bloodline of the clan."

"Di Shun is a good person, so he respects the elderly and respects them especially... He is a descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu and a direct descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan. Youxiong is the ancestral lineage of Emperor Xuanyuan. How could Emperor Shun turn against Youxiong?"

Ji Hao spread his hands helplessly and said lightly: "Not only the Youxiong clan, Gaoyang clan, Yunyang clan, Youchao clan, and Suiren clan, they are all major clans of the human clan. The totem on the totem battle flag of each clan represents the root of the human bloodline... All the people of the human race, even the most remote and humble minority, know that those totems represent their ancestors."

The ancestors, just like this sky and this piece of land, are sacred and inviolable!

Therefore, the clan leader Gongsun Bo and others are like the incarnation of the totem of the human ancestors, and are born with a sacred and inviolable aura. Apart from Ji Hao, who comes from later generations and has a personality that is "revengeful" in his slightest way, even Emperor Shun cannot confront the clan.

Manman nodded as if he understood or not, threw the fruit core in his hand out of the Jiulong carriage, grabbed a fire dragon coiled around Ji Hao's thigh, and wiped his little hands hard on his hot scales.

He sighed heavily, and Manman looked at Ji Hao and said seriously: "Ji Hao, if they really bully people, then we will go back to the Southern Wilderness. When we return to the Southern Wilderness, no one dares to provoke us!"

Ji Hao looked at Manman with a strange look. He pointed to the south and said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's not that we went back to the Southern Wilderness, but that the Southern Wilderness came to find us. Uncle Wenming's Wanliu Guixu formation is a bit outrageous!"

While talking and laughing, the Jiulong Carriage arrived at a height less than a hundred miles from Yaoshan City.

Looking down from the air, the farmlands and villages and towns in Yaoshan City were washed away by the flood and turned into a piece of white land. Countless black spots surrounded Yaoshan City from four directions, southeast, west and north, among which there are dozens of floating battle forts produced by the Hui tribe alone.

The spiritual consciousness swept over the surrounding army, which made Ji Hao speechless. Among the huge army around, alien warriors accounted for 99%, and the real human warriors were minimal. Moreover, when Ji Hao observed their words and deeds, these human warriors seemed to exist only as roles such as guides and liaison officers who led the way.

What really commanded the army to mobilize was a group of Yu nobles wearing gorgeous robes and armor on a floating battle fort.

These arrogant nobles of the Yu clan pointed at a witch-like sand table and pointed at Yaoshan City on the sand table, as if they were studying where to start attacking.
Chapter completed!