Copying the Cultivation of a Quasi-Sage at the Beginning, All Six Saints Were Shocked

New book: If I live for millions of years, I don't want to attain enlightenment and become an emperor. [Prehistoric➕Shuangwen (It's cool to pretend to be slapped in the face and fight)➕System➕No heroine➕It's not good-looking and the author hates it] In the later stages of the Lich Contest, the human race was first established, and the Six Destined Saints returned to their throne. In order to end the calamity, Heaven guided the demon clan and discovered that human blood and soul could break the witch body. In order to win the Lich Hegemony as soon as possible and become the overlord of the ancient world, and to avenge his heirs, Emperor Jun sent Jiu Ying with an army of tens of millions of monsters to attack the human city, intending to slaughter the human race and collect their blood essence and soul to refine the witch-slaying sword. That day, above the Imperial Pass, there were countless demon clan armies. On that day, all human beings knelt in front of the statue of Nuwa and the saints in the heavens, praying to the saints to save the human race. However, the saints in the heavens looked coldly and allowed the demon clan to bloodbath the human race. On that day, countless human races cried bitterly, and magnificent songs resounded across the coast of the East China Sea. On that day, all the human race's secrets were exhausted, and they fought against the monsters outside the Imperial Pass. Although they were like moths flying to the flame, they still refused to give up, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood! It is a matter of coexistence and death for the human race! Even if he dies, he still has to tear off a piece of the monster's flesh. Just when the Imperial Pass was about to break, a change occurred. The human monk Chu Feng, a time traveler, bound to the god-level selection system, obtained a copy card, and stood proudly on the Imperial Pass. He looked coldly at the demon clan and the demon god. In the astonished eyes of everyone, he used the copy card, one step at a time, bathed in the immortal light, and ascended to the position of quasi-sage. The heavens trembled, and all the spirits in the ancient world were incomparably horrified. The saint continued to deduce, but it was chaos. The human race... Why is a race that was just created so long?