Yongan Pawnshop

But the story of the Tribulation-Breaking Sword was not over.

Yuzhou City.

Inside Yongan Pawnshop.

Jing Tian woke with a sword in his arms.

"This time, my opponent is the Heavenly Emperor? Fuxi again?"

As he spoke, a vast surge of spiritual power poured from the palace within his mortal body and flowed through every limb and bone.

It cleansed and refined his body.

"Being descended from a god sure is convenient."

In this world, Nuwa had created humans by mixing earth and water with her own blood and spiritual power, bringing them to life with a willow branch and shaping them in her own image.

They lacked the strange abilities of the beasts Shennong had made, from animals to insects, by filling earth, stone, plants, and trees with his own strength. Nor were they born with the immense spiritual power of the gods Fuxi had created by infusing his mighty essence into fruit grown on the Divine Tree, which absorbed the clear qi of the divine realm.

But humans possessed the greatest capacity for understanding of the three races.

Their minds were not muddled like beasts', requiring enlightenment after birth. Nor was their strength fixed at birth like the gods', who could not reproduce without losing spiritual power and slowly dying afterward.

The reason was that Nuwa, who had created humanity, had formed from Pangu's Spirit.

Together with Fuxi, formed from Pangu's Essence, and Shennong, formed from Pangu's Vitality, she was known as one of the Three Sovereigns.

Nuwa Spiritual Power, which bore fruit in the body and Spiritual Wisdom through hard-won cultivation, shared that trait. Once enough accumulated, a human could become an immortal, just as a beast could awaken Shennong's Spiritual Power and become a demon.

And now Jing Tian had easily achieved what took ordinary humans