Souls of the dead.
Resurrection!
These four simple words instantly silenced the Imperial Palace's martial arts arena.
Resurrection was a combination of thousands of beautiful things, carrying infinite hope and possibilities. The past could only be imagined and hoped for.
Today, Qin Hao performed a miracle to bring the dead back to life.
The Emperors were speechless. It was indeed a miracle, and they could not do it.
Qin Hao looked down calmly. At this moment, his body was filled with noble divine light. His will merged with the Heavenly Axiom, and he was the Heavenly Axiom's incarnation.
He raised his hand and swept out a dazzling brilliance. Suddenly, the Heavenly Axiom's power descended upon the Imperial Palace's martial arts arena. Transparent souls were born in the open space, and as the divine power condensed, they gradually became corporeal. Soon, the silhouettes of the bodies became clearer and clearer, until they became the most familiar faces of the orthodoxies.
Buzz!
An enormous body that was as majestic as a mountain was the first to release a powerful aura of life. Divine light soared into the sky and enveloped the entire area. The Giant Ape Ancestor, who had fought the Picchu giant and Valley Master Shennong before being killed by Cen Gang with a single strike, slowly opened his ape eyes.
Then, Meng Xiang, who was attacked by Jin Chen and Yun Rou, as well as Zhou Wendi's sneak attack, appeared after the Ape Ancestor.
Gu Che, the armored God of War Guards, and the Emperors of the Five Realms who died in the battle were all born in the divine light. Their souls were recovered from the Heavenly Axiom, and their bodies were condensed by Qin Hao's divine power. They appeared in the martial arts arena alive, and countless people could not help but scream.
"I'm still alive?"
The Ape Ancestor spoke the first sentence after his resurrection. He looked at the millions of people in a daze.
Meng Xiang, Gu Che, and many other Emperors in the martial arts arena had the same expression as the Ape Ancestor. They felt that it was unreal.
However, as Sea Sand's father wailed and knelt down heavily in front of Qin Hao, this illusion was completely shattered. Only then did the revived people wake up with a start and realize that they were indeed alive.
"My God …" The Great Golden Ape Clan Leader, the future Master of Ape Island, and all the Demon Sovereigns knelt on the ground and cried like a child.
During the shocking battle at Sunset Peak, they were forced to rely on Qin Hao in the Final Tribulation. But now, they were completely convinced by the Divine Path.
"God."
Many emperor lords knelt down. He was a true god.
Qin Hao had single-handedly reversed the Heavenly Dao and brought his family, teachers, friends, lovers, and disciples back to their side. He did not neglect the living and gave them a complete person.
Qin Hao nodded slightly. At this moment, the divine light on his body became even more dazzling. He could clearly feel that the power of faith of all living beings had become even more intense. Vaguely, his Celestial Wheel was also undergoing some kind of change.
After retrieving the fragmented memories of his first life, Qin Hao knew that his realm was rising to a higher level. The so-called Divine Dao of the mortal world was actually also a realm. It was stronger than the Emperor Dao, but it was still far from being a true "God".
Perhaps only the God Kings of the Primeval Realm were worthy of being called the true gods of the Primeval Age.
Qin Hao waved his sleeve, and another wave of divine light fell down. One after another, the bodies of the dead returned to the field of vision. The dead disciples of the various orthodoxies, the warriors of the Phoenix God Clan, and the Proud God Clan. Tens of thousands of dead people lined up neatly in a square formation. The aura of death faded away, and their vitality was reignited.
Every time the Divine Light covered the area, countless people would return.
Following this, every time the disciples of the White Lunar Pavilion, the Shuo Clan, and the Jueying Sword Palace returned, the elders and Emperors of the various Sects knelt before Qin Hao.
Gradually, more and more people appeared. The spacious martial field was no longer sparse, and it was even a little crowded.
When the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Giants appeared, a huge commotion broke out in the square formations of the orthodoxies. The atmosphere became tense in an instant. The flow of people separated like a tide, and the Siyi Tribe was divided into two areas. Waves of divine light raged from the various forces. They were in a tense standoff with the Siyi Tribe. If Qin Hao was not present, a fierce battle would have broken out in the next second.
"Supreme God, our people have been revived. Why did you let the Siyi Tribe come back?"
Emperor Bai said loudly. It was not a question, but a question.
"Everyone, be careful of them."
The Demon Lords of Ape Island looked at the tall and burly Picchu Giants with one eye and crooked mouths. These ugly and smelly lowly races did not deserve to live in the Divine wilderness.
Especially the Golden Great Ape Tribe, as if they were the natural enemies of the Picchu Tribe. Their hair stood on end, and they were glowing with a blinding light. They had entered battle mode and were about to transform into their demon forms.
The Picchu Tribe and the Siyi Tribe were the same. At first, they were confused. Then, they stared nervously at the various orthodoxies and Sects of the East Continent. They protected the weak in the center of the formation, and many sorcerers began to chant spells.
"Silence."
Qin Hao uttered calmly. His majestic divine might descended, suppressing the battle intent of the orthodoxies and the people of the four barbarians. Divine light flowed across the arena like a stream of water, flowing from one figure to another. Everyone's tense hearts were calmed down inexplicably. They felt incomparably comfortable under the divine light.
However, many pairs of eyes were looking at Qin Hao, waiting for an answer.
"The Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe are the same as you. They are all living beings of the Heavenly Path of the Divine wilderness. No matter what, you can't erase this fact."
Qin Hao said.
"But …" Ocean Destroyer had something to say.
"During the Primordial Spirit Era, the Barbarian God was one of the Fourteen Great Gods of the human race. The Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe were his people. In order to fight against the Extraterritorial Powerhouses, he gave up immortality and scattered all his divine power to seal and protect the continent for ten thousand years.
That's why the Divine wilderness was peaceful for ten thousand years, and why you are here today.
Even if it's for the Barbarian God, you should give the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe some space to live. "
In the Battle of Exorcism, the heroic deeds of the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe moved Qin Hao. Like the other orthodoxies, they only wanted to not be wiped out by the turbulence of the Divine wilderness. They wanted to fight for a chance of survival for their descendants.
For this, they were willing to give it their all. The Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Giants were all killed in battle. Compared to the other orthodoxies, their loyalty was something that many people could not compare to.
"We don't want our descendants to be slaves when they are reborn. Dendi occupied the East Continent and took away our home. He is guilty to us. Give us land, anywhere in the world. We will leave the East Continent and never appear in front of you again."
A middle-aged man with a rather strong physique and a tuft of grass-like hair on his head stepped out. He faced the martial arts field and looked straight at the god with an unyielding gaze.
This man was the tribe leader of the Four Barbarians. His cultivation was at the Peak of True Self. Behind him stood a Picchu giant, whose body size was comparable to the Ape Ancestor. It was breathing heavily from its nose and glaring at Qin Hao. Three days ago on the battlefield, it was this giant and the Lord of Shennong Valley who had restrained the Ape Ancestor. It was from the Picchu tribe.
The Picchu Giants were not good at communicating with people. Although the East Continent was big, only the Siyi Tribe understood their thoughts. Wherever the Siyi Tribe went, the Picchu Tribe would follow. If they had to die, they would die together. Even if it was a god, they still dared to resist because they also had a god in their hearts and believed in the Barbarian God.
"There is a wasteland in the middle of Western Liang and Northern Borderline. The environment there is primitive. Although it is not as beautiful as the East Continent, in my opinion, it is more suitable for the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe to live in.
You will like it there, "Qin Hao said kindly to the middle-aged man.
Six hundred years ago, he had killed several emperors of the Siyi Tribe, occupied their land, and established the Daqin Empire. There were indeed places that he could not handle well.
Now, Qin Hao was in charge of the Way of Heaven. His state of mind was naturally different from that of the Way of Emperor. It could be considered as making up for it. Moreover, the wasteland was not small. Puyang Shaojun and Puyang Shaolei could not manage it. Letting the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe go there would be beneficial for the development and prosperity of the wasteland.
"Are you willing to migrate?"
Qin Hao asked.
Thump, thump!
The Picchu Giant Patriarch gently punched the middle-aged man's shoulder with his fist. Although he controlled his movements very gently, the middle-aged man still slipped and staggered. The middle-aged man understood the giant's intention and nodded. "We are willing to migrate and never come to the East Continent again."
The people of the East Continent despised them, but so did they. Since they could get rid of their hatred, they were naturally willing.
"Alright."
Qin Hao nodded and faced the orthodoxies. "Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"
"No."
Emperor Bai said.
"We respect God's will."
The Ape Master glanced at the Picchu Giant. Of course, it was good for these big guys to leave.
"Since both sides agree, I will send the Siyi Tribe and the Picchu Tribe away."
Qin Hao slowly raised his hand.
"Wait … Wait …" A deep and rough voice rumbled. The Picchu Tribesman's speech was shaky. His huge body walked past the middle-aged man and carefully came to the front of the Imperial Palace. He stood in front of Qin Hao.
Then, the giant knelt down on one leg and extended his rough hand to Qin Hao. "Qiu Wu is willing to be branded as a Divine Servant and become a Divine Servant of God."
At this moment, Qiu Wu looked at Qin Hao with a complicated gaze. He had experienced Qin Hao's era of conquest and saw his elders being suppressed by Dendi. Logically speaking, he should hate Qin Hao.
However, now that the Pill Emperor had proven his divinity, not only did he revive them, but he was also willing to provide a living space for the descendants of the Biqiu Clan. That was that. Enmity was enmity, and kindness was kindness. To show their sincerity, the Biqiu Clan should do something.
They believed in the ancient Barbarian God and could not believe in a second God. However, as the Patriarch, Qiu Wu was willing to be Qin Hao's Divine Servant. This had nothing to do with the tribe. It was his own intention. He served Qin Hao and still believed in the Barbarian God. It did not go against his original intention.
"Are you serious?"
Qin Hao smiled. He felt that Qiu Wu was quite interesting. The Patriarch of the Picchu Tribe was his Divine Servant. What was the difference between him and the entire Picchu Tribe obeying Dendi?
Qiu Wu was repaying his kindness.
"Yes … I am serious."
Qiu Wu raised his head and his eyes shone with sincerity.
"Alright."
Qin Hao pointed his finger forward and a divine light shot out. The Divine Cauldron was branded on Qiu Wu's chest. At this moment, his will and Qiu Wu's soul were immediately connected.
"In that case, I will also plant the Divine Light of the Alchemy God."
The Four Barbarians middle-aged man raised his head and knelt down on one leg.
The Four Barbarians and the Picchu Tribe were together.
Qin Hao did not waste any time and also planted a Divine Halo on the Four Barbarians Tribe Leader's chest. His Divine Will formed a connection with the other party's soul. Then, his eyes flickered and the Four Barbarians Tribe and the Picchu Tribe disappeared from the sight of the orthodoxies.
When the Four Barbarians and the Picchu Giants reappeared, they had already landed on the wasteland and were scattered across the territories of the three aristocratic families. Puyang Shaojun had also received Qin Hao's instructions to settle the two tribes down.
"Are you satisfied?"
Qin Hao asked the people below.
"Hahaha …" The Sovereigns of the orthodoxies laughed in unison. Then, they realized that it was inappropriate and immediately stopped laughing.
"Feng Lan would like to ask the Supreme Divinity. You are willing to revive the Picchu Giants and the Four Barbarians, but why is there no sign of my Fenghua Wuhuang?"
Autarch Feng Lan shouted.
In the battle of Evil Slayer, Wuhuang Wuhuang's lineage was killed by the Giant Spirit. The Island Lord, the Elders, and the disciples were all cut off. Fenghua Wuhuang lost all eight lineages.