The Primordial Land: Reordering the Leylines
Chapter 48

History! Civilization! Legacy!

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Di Kun closed his eyes in thought, communicating with the fragment of the Creation Jade Disk as he tried to deduce Hongjun's plans. Yet he gained nothing and could only leave it at that for now. After all, the Earth Dragon Clan's upcoming plans were also crucial.

Di Kun pondered a few matters. After all, this answer would have little effect on his own plans, but that might not be the case for Zhou Jun. Thus, Di Kun sent the news to Zhou Jun. As for which path Zhou Jun chose, Di Kun could not interfere.

Though they were one entity, the two had different plans. They could cooperate, but they could not meddle in each other's affairs. At most, they could serve as each other's backing—and clean up each other's messes.

Di Kun considered how to proceed. Now that he had the fragment of the Creation Jade Disk, his powers of deduction and calculation had greatly improved, and he had also obtained much information from heaven and earth. This was undoubtedly a good thing for his plans.

"Ancestor!" Di Kun was interrupted by a voice. Turning around, he discovered that Diming and the others had already arrived before him. Members of the Earth Dragon Clan filled the surrounding area. Seeing Di Kun awaken, they hurriedly cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

Di Kun looked at the Earth Dragon Clan youths around him and nodded. "Sit. This time, I shall impart the Earthly Dao to you. I hope that you will cultivate diligently in the future, comprehend the Great Dao, and attain the Daluo Dao Fruit."

Di Kun paid no further attention to their reactions and began expounding the Dao. The Earth Dragon Clan members around him froze briefly before sitting cross-legged and carefully immersing themselves in Di Kun's teachings.

Di Kun also spread his Dao charm throughout the entire Earth Virtue Hall, then used Mana to activate the fragment of the Creation Jade Disk's power, making it easier for them to comprehend the Dao.

At this time, Zhou Jun was still rushing back and forth between various places, observing the changes and development of the elves and the others. Suddenly receiving Di Kun's message, he was taken aback, then his brows knitted tightly.

"The Daluo Dao Fruit returning? That means the Ruins of Return? So what they need now is to comprehend the laws and turn the false into the true, allowing the Daluo Dao Fruit to return? Mount Zhou suppresses the Primordial World's timeline, while the Sky-Opening Axe Ray cuts off the Hundun era. Otherwise, they would likely have found a way to return long ago.

"After all, they have not truly perished; remnants of their souls still remain in this world. If Pangu had not been too powerful and left behind further measures, the Primordial Land would probably have shattered long ago." Zhou Jun thought to himself.

"So Hongjun truly took another path? If that is the case, then Luohu should have also taken another path. After all, both their Daos possess a certain uniqueness."

Zhou Jun shook his head. "Forget it. No matter how much I speculate, I could still be wrong. I've already considered everything that should be considered. Right now, acting quickly is the true path."

Zhou Jun arrived at the place where his avatar had carved the stone slabs. Looking at them, he found that their connections had become far tighter than before. He could even sense the slabs in every location responding to and linking with one another, yet they had never fused together, as though something was missing.

"These stone slabs depict their process of development. They could be called the evolution of their Civilization and the changes of time—their history. Why can't they fuse?

"Is it because of spatial limitations? No, that isn't right. They are already intertwined with each other, so what is still missing? It feels as though their Civilization's transformation lacks only this one piece. And I should be able to find the answer within it."

Countless laws flashed through Zhou Jun's eyes as he deduced one possibility after another, but none gave him an answer. After all, this was the evolution of the Primordial World's first Civilization. The Primordial World Beings of old had possessed no such concept. Though the timeline was long, there was no denying their obsession with the Great Dao. Most Innate Beings pursued the Great Dao.

Unless they belonged to an overly weak race. But once they had gained a certain degree of strength, they too would seek to comprehend the Dao, as if pursuing the Great Dao had become instinct.

Though the elves and the others were Innate Beings created by Di Kun, they did not seem to possess that obsessive pursuit of the Great Dao, nor were they in danger.

This gave Zhou Jun a thoughtful look. "So the development of Civilization requires a relatively stable environment, as well as a certain population to promote its evolution?

"The Three Ancestors of Humanity solved the problems of food, clothing, and shelter. Thus, humanity was no longer affected by weather and death and could survive. Was it also because their contributions were so immense that their deeds were passed down from generation to generation, mouth to mouth?

"And history is the beginning of Civilization's evolution. Only when people live and work in peace can they settle down and become stable. That is why the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were born for the sake of Civilization's development and survival.

"The starting point of Civilization is the evolution of history! And history must also have a starting point." At this thought, Zhou Jun suddenly understood. "The source of Primordial World history is Pangu Opens the Heavens; the source of humanity is Nuwa creating mankind; and the source of the elves and the others is Di Kun creating the elves?"

"And the reason Civilization has yet to be born is because I forgot to carve their origin, which is why they cannot become one." Zhou Jun fully understood. He then communicated with the Earth Vein and returned to Wuyi Mountain Grotto-Heaven. After all, he had previously moved the Primordial Life Ancient Tree and all the Primal Elves into Wuyi Mountain.

Standing within Wuyi Mountain, Zhou Jun raised his hand, and an enormous Stone Tablet emerged from beneath the ground. With another casual motion, he refined a carving knife and began engraving the entire process: Di Kun creating living beings, their dispersal across the Primordial Land, and the Ancestral Vein's migration to Wuyi Mountain.

As Zhou Jun carved bit by bit, the power that had been unable to unite seemed to find an outlet, surging toward the Stone Tablet. As more and more power gathered and Zhou Jun carved more and more, the entire stone slab slowly began to change. Something was even taking shape beneath the Stone Tablet.

Yet Zhou Jun had neither the time nor the energy to observe it. As he carved more and more, he seemed to witness the evolution and development of the elves and the others. His soul seemed to transform into countless living beings.

There were elves, Gnomes, Goblins, Dwarves, Tree Folk, and Stone People. He experienced the lives they had lived, from birth to death. Countless insights enveloped Zhou Jun, yet the carving knife in his hand did not stop. Instead, it continued carving.

Through this process, Zhou Jun also came to understand their development: the exhilaration at birth, their reverence for Di Kun, their worries over developing independently, their fear and courage when facing danger.

Gradually, as Zhou Jun's carving knife came to a halt, the source of all history had been engraved. At that moment, the Stone Tablet became an Innate treasure. As time passed, it would automatically record everything that happened to the elves and the others. These records would remain hidden within it; only events that had an immense impact on them would be engraved upon the Stone Tablet's surface, such as the first time the elves discovered fire, the first time the Dwarves mined ore, and so on.

When all history had been integrated, the elves and Dwarves also felt a special aura envelop them, making them cry out involuntarily, "Civilization! Legacy!"

As they shouted, an image of their impassioned cries appeared upon the Stone Tablet in Wuyi Mountain. This was the origin of Civilization, and the beginning of Legacy.

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