[Fourth Calamity + Farming + Ensemble Cast + No Romance]
A thousand years ago, the Demon Ancestor became an immortal. The Heavenly Dao turned demonic, the righteous path declined, and the demonic path rose.
Evil spirits multiplied, monster calamities ran rampant, and humanity became a resource for cultivators and prey for great demons.
From the start, Zhou Yuan was driven to the brink by rogue cultivators. With no other choice, he transformed the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls into the Human Emperor’s Banner, summoning players from Blue Star to nurture the banner within it.
The Demon Emperor challenged him to his face: “You claim to be the Human Emperor, so tell me, why does your Human Emperor’s Banner contain hundreds of millions of enslaved souls? Your subordinates are more ruthless than I am. What gives you the right to call me a demon?”
The ancient sages of humanity sighed in despair: “Demonic cultivators have stolen the title of Human Emperor. What is humanity to do?”
Zhou Yuan said nothing. He simply kept summoning players.
“Holy crap, the Human Emperor won’t let me fall to the demonic path? Then I’ll cultivate demonic arts just to spite him!”
“You won’t let me kill NPCs to cultivate demonic arts? Fine, I’ll just have to kill those demonic cultivators instead!”
“So you’re picking on someone younger than you? Then behold, my cultivation-world nuke! Behold, my cultivation-world mech!”
“Brothers, the Demon Ancestor’s health bar just appeared. Take him down!”
“Evil spirits can revive? So it’s basically a dungeon?”
A horde of players planted Zhou Yuan’s banner across countless worlds.
When Zhou Yuan waved the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls… no, the Human Emperor’s Banner, and countless players poured out, both the righteous and demonic factions were dumbfounded.
“Can someone tell me what’s going on?”
The Demon Ancestor returned from the immortal realm and stared at the suddenly transformed world of myriad spirits
