Li Meng, Earth Spirit

What kind of scene was it when hundreds of thousands of people besieged a single exotic beast?

Standing amid the cloud-veiled mountains and misty seas, Lu Ya looked down at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Humans?

That was right—humans.

More precisely, Innate Humans, also known as Li Meng.

After Pangu's Creation, Pangu had exhausted his strength and died, his body transforming into all things. The various insects on his body had been stirred by the wind and transformed into humans.

In other words, the Innate Human Race had evolved from the parasites on Pangu's body.

The Innate Human Race had already multiplied through many generations. Their flame had never gone out, and their descendants flourished without end.

"Even the Innate Human Race is very weak," Lu Ya sighed.

An exotic beast at the Mystic Immortal level was being besieged by hundreds of thousands of humans, yet it still held the upper hand. This showed just how feeble these Innate Humans were.

At a glance, the strongest humans were only at the Heavenly Immortal level.

If humans had any advantages, it was their innate Dao bodies and their strong reproductive ability.

Their innate Dao bodies alone were enough to make others envious.

The Three Pure Ones, formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, had to Assume Human Form.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, formed from Pangu's Blood Essence, also had to Assume Human Form.

Dragons, Phoenixes, Kirin, and the like all had to Assume Human Form as well.

Even mighty beings such as Hongjun and Rahu had to Assume Human Form.

Yet humans required no transformation at all. They were born with Dao bodies. How could that not inspire envy?

As for humans being naturally frail, that was likely a form of balance.

With Dao bodies, intelligence, and rapid reproduction, if they had also been born powerful, how could the other races survive?

The current Innate Human Race still tilled with knives and farmed by fire, struggling to survive in the Primordial World.

Among the Myriad Races of the Primordial Era, countless races were stronger than the Human Race.

Watching hundreds of thousands of humans frantically besiege an exotic beast, Lu Ya felt deeply moved.

For survival, for the continuation of their race, the Innate Humans gave everything they had.

Yet there were races that had it even harder than the Human Race.

Though the Human Race came from the insects upon Pangu's body, they held no special status in the Primordial World.

Without striving to grow stronger, they would head toward destruction.

Not only would Li Meng, formed from the insects on Pangu's body, perish if they failed to endure—even the Witch Clan, which possessed Pangu Bloodline, would perish when its time came.

The hundreds of thousands of humans Lu Ya now saw besieging the exotic beast were hunting it for Blood Food.

Some of the humans wore leaves around their bodies, while others wore animal hides.

Their weapons included wooden clubs, Stone Axes, bone spears, and polished metal hammers.

Of course, quite a few fought barehanded as well.

The battle was exceptionally brutal.

The exotic beast stood several hundred meters tall, while the tallest human was less than ten meters high.

Looking closely at the beast, it was a Bo Ya.

It resembled a sheep, with nine tails and four ears, while its eyes grew on its back.

It looked bizarre, but in the current Primordial World, it was nothing remarkable.

To humans, the important question was whether it could be eaten.

As the saying went, meat-eaters were brave and fierce.

The Human Race was physically frail, so they needed Blood Food to grow stronger.

The more powerful the exotic beast, the greater the power contained within its flesh and blood.

Although the Human Race had fire and could eat cooked food, many still ate raw meat and drank blood. Meat was difficult to obtain; roasting it made it delicious, but reduced its "nutrition," making it not worth the loss.

Compared to increasing one's own strength, what did mere appetite matter?

Only by becoming strong enough could they survive in the Primordial World and protect their clansmen.

Some of the wiser humans directed the battle.

These wise ones were those who ate more grains.

Those who ate grains were wise and clever!

"Roar..."

The exotic beast Bo Ya roared furiously and launched savage attacks at the surrounding humans.

A mass of vicious, baleful aura erupted from Bo Ya's body.

For a time, the humans suffered devastating casualties.

Meanwhile, the exotic beast had barely sustained any injuries.

In a short time, hundreds of humans had been killed or wounded.

If this continued, even if they managed to kill the beast, more than half of the hundreds of thousands of humans would suffer casualties.

Watching coldly, Lu Ya considered whether he should help the humans.

After all, he had been human before crossing over. Though he had no connection to these Innate Humans, seeing how difficult their lives were still stirred a faint ripple in his heart.

Helping them would take no effort at all.

Just as Lu Ya was about to act, a human at the Mystic Immortal level arrived at the battlefield.

Focusing his gaze, Lu Ya saw that the Mystic Immortal human was Ma Dingzhuang Shou.

"Earth Spirit!" Lu Ya was startled.

The Innate Human Race had begun with Heavenly Spirit.

Heavenly Spirit had a horse-like head and scaled body, thirteen heads, five periods and three assistants, and ruled through wood.

Simply put, thirteen humans were brothers, and all were called Heavenly Spirit.

As for Earth Spirit, there were eleven heads. They fixed the stars, divided day and night, took thirty days as a lunar month and the eleventh month as the winter solstice, and ruled through fire.

The one who had come to deal with the exotic beast was one of the eleven Earth Spirits.

At present, both Heavenly Spirit and Earth Spirit were merely insignificant figures.

But when the insignificant figures of the present became ancient existences, people would revere them as supreme.

No matter what, Heavenly Spirit and Earth Spirit were both more ancient than Human Emperor Jiutou Shi.

Some words surfaced in Lu Ya's mind: "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit..."

With the arrival of an Earth Spirit, the situation changed.

Earth Spirit possessed excellent combat techniques, and the exotic beast soon fell into a disadvantage.

However, it was not easy for Earth Spirit to defeat the beast.

Without powerful external intervention, the victor would not be decided anytime soon.

From Earth Spirit's performance, Lu Ya could see that the cultivation method he practiced was rudimentary, and he possessed no powerful divine abilities.

"I'll help a little, then."

Muttering to himself, Lu Ya casually pointed at the exotic beast.

A Flying Dagger turned into a streak of light and pierced through the exotic beast's body in an instant.

Everything happened too quickly. The beast only felt a flash of pain before a wound appeared on its body, blood pouring from it like a fountain.

Earth Spirit, who was fighting the beast, was also startled. He looked around, then saw an auspicious cloud high in the sky, with someone standing upon it.

"A sacred being has aided our Human Race. What heavenly fortune!" Earth Spirit was ecstatic.

After that strike, Lu Ya withdrew his magical treasure.

But the exotic beast had been seriously injured.

Earth Spirit's fighting spirit surged. Every punch and kick carried immense force, and he attacked with unmatched ferocity.

Under Earth Spirit's assault, the beast's injuries grew increasingly severe.

The exotic beast immediately grew fearful and tried to flee, but it could not break free.

Not only did Earth Spirit continue attacking, but the Battle Intent of hundreds of thousands of humans also surged like a tide.

Seeing that escape was hopeless, the beast made a final desperate struggle.

Another group of humans was killed or wounded.

Even Earth Spirit suffered a minor injury.

However, the exotic beast's enormous body crashed to the ground.

As the beast fell, the earth trembled and great clouds of dust rose into the air.

Earth Spirit was not in a hurry to deal with the spoils. He looked up again, wishing to join his clansmen in thanking the sacred being, but the auspicious cloud in the sky had already vanished.

The sacred being had left.

This left Earth Spirit feeling somewhat wistful.

Since the creation of heaven and earth, sacred beings had helped the Human Race only a few times.

This truly was heavenly fortune.

After chancing upon the Innate Human Race hunting an exotic beast, Lu Ya had casually helped them before leaving.

His true body hung high in the heavens and had also seen the Innate Humans upon the earth, but seeing them up close this time gave Lu Ya a different feeling.

Since he had happened upon them, Lu Ya did not mind lending a hand.

As for becoming something like a "Human Race Sage Teacher," Lu Ya had no interest in that.

What the Human Race needed was relentless self-improvement.

Lu Ya could help the Human Race somewhat, but how much could he truly change their circumstances?

Speaking of which, if the Innate Human Race did not perish, would Nuwa still create humans?

Of course, it was too early to say.

Nuwa had not yet been born.

Blue skies, white clouds, and a blazing sun.

The land stretched vast and desolate.

Whether on land or in the sea, countless strange and bizarre living beings thrived.

Various civilizations were also evolving.

Some remained in the Stone Age, while others had entered the Bronze Age.

Having traveled through Kunlun Mountain, Lu Ya next planned to visit the Immortal Volcano.

Although he could use many of the Phoenix Clan's Teleportation Arrays to reach the Immortal Volcano in a short time, Lu Ya was in no hurry.

He would travel and explore along the way to the Immortal Volcano.

Lu Ya was carefree and at ease.

He had not neglected his cultivation, but his progress in magical power remained rather slow.