[Slay the Gods fanfic] + [fast-paced] + [incredibly satisfying] [no filler] + [no System]
Yan Xiao transmigrates as the young master of Huaguo’s top martial arts academy.
But he isn’t happy about it.
This is the world of Slay the Gods, where humans are far too weak before the gods.
Just as he’s racking his brains, he suddenly discovers a magnificent temple in his mind.
At first, he thinks it’s a golden finger like a psychiatric hospital.
But when he learns the truth, his blood begins to boil.
This temple isn’t a dwelling for so-called “gods.”
It is the Ancestral Temple of Huaxia’s five thousand years of history.
Those enshrined within are all the “founding ancestors of civilization” of Huaxia.
Human Emperor Fuxi: “Though humanity is weak, it must never be bullied.”
Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan: “We, the people of Xuanyuan, believe only that humans can triumph over fate.”
Yan Emperor Shennong: “God or demon, once you enter the Central Plains, you’re not leaving.”
Zhuanxu: “I severed the link between Heaven and Earth and forbade the gods from entering the mortal realm. Who’s throwing their weight around after my death?”
Emperor Ku: “Make no mistake. Humanity has always stood tall on the land of Huaxia without relying on the gods.”
King Yu: “Poseidon? Never heard of him. You’re saying you brought in these waters?”
King Yi: “Sun god? Which sun are you?”
The Ancestral Dragon: “Hand over Xu Fu, and I’ll spare the gods of Takamagahara. Otherwise, you can all go build the Great Wall for me.”
