Taishang Returns the Human Race's Fortune!

The shadow of the Taiji Diagram hung within the temple hall.

The black and white qi slowly revolved, as though past and future alike had been pressed within it.

Huang Tian stood before the Taiji Diagram, the golden radiance of the Human Race's Fortune still lingering behind him.

Mark after mark flickered in and out amid that golden light.

The Hearthfire remained unextinguished.

Dwellings rose from the earth.

Clothes and crowns covered the body.

Farming broke open the soil.

Written Characters bore history.

The kingly way steadied the world.

Those marks were not as lofty and detached as the patterns of the Heavenly Dao, yet they carried a weighty solidity rooted in the earth.

As Taishang watched those marks, the ripples deep in his eyes gradually settled into calm.

He did not immediately withdraw the Taiji Diagram.

For at this very moment, the Taiji Diagram reflected more than Huang Tian alone.

It reflected the Human Race as well.

And, more than that, the karmic thread between the Human Sect and the Human Race—a thread that had never truly been brought into the open.

Xuandu stood to one side, breathing softly.

He knew that his teacher had just loosened part of the Human Sect's imprint.

But that was not enough.

If the Human Race's Fortune merely loosened by a fraction, the Human Race would still be unable to truly establish its own Dao.

What Huang Tian wanted was not a tiny crack.

He wanted the Human Race's source Fortune to return to the Human Race itself.

It sounded only natural.

Yet in the Primordial Wilderness, many things that seemed only natural often had to be bought with immense karma.

Saint Taishang had established the Human Sect and become a saint.

That karma was far too great.

So great that ordinary beings