Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 977 - 717 Human Race Ancestral Artifact (5000)_2

Chapter 977: 717 Human Race Ancestral Artifact (5000)_2

"The Human Race’s ancestral artifact, the Creation Whip, is a name I’ve naturally heard of. It’s the first Post-Heaven treasure in the Prehistoric World, and its power is by no means inferior to that of an Innate Treasure. Known as the carrier of humanity’s path, it is identified as the whip of the Human Path. It can lash out at all spirits below and even strike at saints above; its strength is beyond imagination," said Huang Jiao.

Soon, Huang Jiao calmed down and stared at Jiang Chen, slowly explaining what he knew.

The Creation Whip was indeed incredibly powerful, a true miracle created after Heaven and Earth. Originally not strong, but once it became a holy artifact of the Human Path, it could even harm saints.

There’s a legend that even a saint struck by the Creation Whip would be injured and the power of the Heavenly Dao couldn’t heal it. It would require a long period of recuperation to fully recover.

The Creation Whip could truly be called the foremost killing tool created after Heaven and Earth. No wonder Huang Jiao broke out in a cold sweat and turned pale at the mere mention of its name.

If Jiang Chen possessed such a treasure, what’s the point of fighting? If whipped by the Creation Whip, unless he possessed Empress Nuwa’s Heaven and Earth Ding, there’s no way the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons alone could block it.

No, not only could the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons not withstand it, but even if the Xuanyuan Sword came, it would not be a match for the Creation Whip. In terms of power, the Xuanyuan Sword is much inferior to the Creation Whip.

"Young friend, you’re not going to say that the Creation Whip is actually in your hands, are you? That joke is not funny," said Huang Jiao gravely, staring at Jiang Chen.

At first, when he heard about the Human Race’s ancestral artifact, he was indeed frightened, but after calming down, he sensed something was amiss.

Jiang Chen couldn’t possibly have the Creation Whip, because in his memory, it had been destroyed a long time ago. Huang Jiao had seen it with his own eyes and there was no way he could be mistaken.

As the Human Race grew stronger, Empress Nuwa and the other saints, in front of all the gods, destroyed the Creation Whip.

With saints taking action and the gods as eyewitnesses, how could this be false?

The reason Empress Nuwa wanted to destroy the Creation Whip was simple: although it was an ancestral artifact of the Human Race, it was also their biggest bane.

The Human Race was created by the Creation Whip, so it was naturally susceptible to it. Empress Nuwa did not want such an unfavorable treasure to exist, hence the thought of destroying it.

Since the Creation Whip could restrain the Human Race, if one day it fell into the hands of their enemies, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thus, it was best to destroy it.

The other saints were also unwilling to see the Creation Whip remaining in the world. This treasure was too powerful; it could even injure saints. If it fell into their own hands, that was fine, but what if it fell into the hands of others? Then it would become a weapon against themselves, wouldn’t it?

Thus, this treasure must be destroyed!

All the saints thought so, and when Empress Nuwa spoke up, everyone helped with all their might to destroy the Creation Whip, resolutely not giving it any chance to reappear in the world.

From then on, although the Human Race lost an ancestral artifact, they were also rid of their greatest bane, and the saints were relieved of a concern. It was a joy for everyone.

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"Of course, a treasure like the Creation Whip has long since fallen with the passage of time. How could it possibly be in my hands?"

Jiang Chen shook his head in denial. He knew about the destruction of the Creation Whip and knew that Huang Jiao was aware of it, so of course, he would not use it to intimidate him.

"Hmm, then what’s this Human Race ancestral artifact you speak of? The Ancestral Fire, the Ancestral Robe, or perhaps the Ancestral Nest? I admit that these treasures are even more powerful than the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons, but they’re not something you can control," said Huang Jiao, full of confusion. Among the Human Race’s treasures that are stronger than the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons, there are only a few, each more famous than the last.

To deal with Jiang Chen, the Mystic Sect naturally had its precautions in place, ensuring that none of these artifacts would appear before Jiang Chen in this battle.

"Alas, the great immortal has forgotten that our Human Race’s ancestral artifacts are not limited to the Creation Whip. That artifact, also extremely renowned between Heaven and Earth, has simply not been seen for many years," said Jiang Chen.

"Since the great immortal has forgotten, let me help awaken your memory of it."

One moment, Jiang Chen was speaking with a smiling face, but in the next, he had already made his move, leapt up, crossing through the void to stand before Huang Jiao, and threw a punch towards him.

Boom~

Jiang Chen clenched his fist, bursting with brilliant light, and a mass of earth-yellow mist emerged, swirling around his fist.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the earth-yellow mist was actually made of countless sparkling, translucent yellow sand grains. Although minute, each grain shone with Innate light and was pulsing with the essence of creation.

Jiang Chen’s punch came with incredible heaviness, causing the void to compress and collapse, creating a large dent. It seemed as though the sand grains were not mere grains, but stars, each unimaginably heavy, capable of crushing the eternal heavens.

"What?" exclaimed Huang Jiao, a look of horror on his face. He wanted to dodge, but Jiang Chen’s imposing force was too heavy, locking him firmly in place and rendering him immobile.

In desperation, he had no choice but to fully summon the power of the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons, hoping to counter Jiang Chen’s punch with the might of the Emperor’s treasure.

However, what happened next terrified him; even the might of the Xuanyuan Three Cauldrons trembled in the face of Jiang Chen’s punch, as if encountering a terrifying existence, unable to withstand his power.

"This is the Soil of Rest from the Nine Heavens!"