he square, many students started discussing among themselves, and even the leaders frowned frequently."Isn't he afraid Why doesn't he call out"Just now he was putting on a show of righteousness, makin...Xue Jiaxiang is trying to force a palace coup, and the Sakura Country can only comply obediently.

Because they had no choice.

As the third strongest person in Huaxia, Xue Jiaxiang's strength is naturally formidable. Besides Okada Gonzo, no one else has a surefire chance of winning.

They have already lost two games. If they lose this one, they are finished.

All eyes were on Okano Buntaro, waiting for his decision.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

Okada Nobusuke is a powerful figure, not only possessing a high-quality divine spirit but also wielding terrifying strength himself.

At this time, he strode onto the stage, his eyes revealing murderous intent without any concealment.

Please have both players enter the Gate of Creation.

Host Bobby didn't waste any time this time, and directly announced the start of the competition.

Unlike Jiang Wenming, the two of them activated their internal blood vessels first. Only after their divine shadow figures appeared behind them did they enter the Gate of Creation.

When Chiang Wenming saw the divine shadows behind the two people, his expression was slightly startled.

There is no need to say much about Okuninushi. He is equally famous as Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi.

He is Susanoo.

Towering and imposing, he was clad in full samurai armor, a katana known as the Muramasa, one of the Three Imperial Regalia, strapped to his waist.

The whole person exuded an unparalleled destructive force, as if they were the only one who existed in heaven and on earth.

While Xue Jiaxiang's side was much quieter.

In a white robe, with a feather headdress, he was graceful and charming, resembling a scholar. However, behind him wasn't a book satchel but a sword case.

Exuding an air of grace and refinement, he possesses the elegance of a scholar.

This is his first impression on people.

Under the Ursa Major constellation, a sword hangs at the head of the southern palace's lunar horn.

When I'm drunk, I'm truly drunk, and I don't know how sorrow feels like.

Wielding a leisurely fan and the Ethereal Jade Sword of both male and female dragon forms, one of the Eight Immortals.

"Pure Yang Immortal—Lü Dongbin!"

Jiang Wenming's voice reached Xue Jiaxiang's ears, causing him to be slightly startled. He then turned his head and glanced at Jiang Wenming.

Seeing Chiang Wenming nodding to himself, he suddenly understood.

He's reminding himself to add keywords to awaken the deity.

Xue Jiaxiang nodded slightly at Jiang Wenming, a strange feeling arising in his heart.

This favored one, he actually needed a junior to remind him.

But it has to be admitted, even though he was Lü Dongbin's chosen one, he didn't truly know as much as Jiang Wenming.

At least the origin of those two swords, he did not know.

Perhaps you can give it a try.

Xue Jiaxiang thought this way, stepping into the Gate of Creation.

A screen shimmered and appeared on the stage, displaying the scene of the two people inside the Gate of Creation.

Unlike Jiang Wenming, their five statues all contain a deity with vibrant colors, which signifies an awakened god.

Just communicate with the other party, and you can directly descend.

However, when Jiang Wenming saw the other four statues, his body trembled slightly.

"Choose the second person on the left!"

Jiang Wenming suddenly stood up and cried out in astonishment.

Unfortunately, Xue Jiatang was at the Gate of Creation at this time and couldn't hear his shouts.

"What's wrong"

Longye, being closest to Chiang Wenming, heard his shout and looked at him with some bewilderment.

The appearance of the Pure Yang Zhenren Lü Dongbin is a good thing, why should he choose an unknown deity

Longye glanced at the person Jiang Wenming was referring to. He was unremarkable, dressed like an old farmer, and held a strange wild plant in his hand.

Jiang Wenming did not answer Longye's question, but stared intently at the old farmer.

Only when he saw Xue Jiaxiang choose Lü Dongbin did he angrily slam his chair.

"How could this be What exactly has our Chinese civilization gone through Why doesn't even our ancestors remember"

Jiang Wenming's eyes were filled with tears, a sense of inexplicable sadness washing over him.

That were their ancestors of the HuaXia!

Emperor Yan, who tasted hundreds of herbs and cured diseases for the people of China.

They claim to be descendants of Yan and Huang, but now not even their own ancestors can be recognized.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming immediately knelt down and bowed his head to the statue.

"I, the unworthy descendant Jiang Wenming, pay homage to the ancestors of China, Emperor Yan and Shennong."

This visit came too suddenly, so much so that Longye didn't react.

When he heard Chiang Wenming's words, his whole body was struck by lightning, and he stood there dumbfounded.

What did he just hear

Ancestors of China

Yan Emperor Shennong

“Literature…Civilization…Are you saying that’s true Was that really our ancestor from ancient China”

Ryono was somewhat surprised. Why had he never heard of this name before

“Dressed in simple garments and footwear, tasting all kinds of herbs, fighting against wild beasts, cultivating agriculture, leading the Huaxia people to establish tribes, and later joining forces with the ancestor Huangdi to build the Huaxia civilization, Shennong, one of the Three Emperors, we descendants dare not forget his contributions.”

When Chiang Wenming lifted his head to say this, he was already in tears.

This is the root of their Chinese culture!

The origin of all people, the true ancestors of mankind.

How can the world forget him How dare the world forget him

Even if you forget all the gods and goddesses, you shouldn't forget them!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming suddenly stood up and faced the audience in the Huaxia District. With all his might, he shouted: "All people of the Huaxia race, remember the statue before you! He... is our ancestor, the divine emperor Shennong!"

Even if my descendants are unfilial, they must engrave this into their bones until death.

This is our ancestor, he's come back to see us now!

The audience was suddenly in an uproar.

"Is this true This old farmer-looking deity is actually our ancestor"

"Could he have made it up I've never heard of it before"

"The book doesn't mention how he knew."

Various doubts arose, many people didn't believe it, but a small number of people believed that Jiang Wenming shouldn't joke about this kind of thing.

After all, he had already awakened three unknown deities before. His knowledge reserves far surpassed everyone present.

As if to verify his words, Lü Dongbin within the Gate of Creation bowed respectfully towards the statue the instant he appeared.

He stayed there for a long time, unable to get up.

"Rest assured, ancestors. Throughout five millennia of storms and sunshine, Huaxia has never fallen. Though I am unassuming, I vow to use this three-foot blade in my hand to carve out a new world for Huaxia."

Lü Dongbin's words clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

This moment.

Everyone believed Jiang Wenming's words.

Li Jian Guo had already gotten up, his old face covered in tears. Shame and guilt were a mix of emotions on him.

"The unfilial descendant, Li Jianguo, pays respects to our ancestors." Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

"Disrespectful descendants, come and pay respects to our ancestors."

"The unfilial descendant Wang Jianhua bows to his ancestors."

"..."

Each general rose and bowed before the statue.

A member of the Han Chinese people stood up and bowed to the statue.

Whether watching live or through a screen broadcast, at this moment all people of Han descent bowed and knelt.

Voices converged, but only one sentence could be heard.

Greetings to our ancestors.title given to those who have successfully awakened.Every successful Awakened Divine Favored will be bestowed with a bloodline inheritance by the deity.Through cultivation, the chosen ones gradually a...