Yuanfeng's tone was decisive, leaving no room for doubt.
With her plan settled, Yuanfeng wasted no more time.
She changed into a Seven-Colored Rainbow Robe, the most solemn and splendid attire she possessed. Though she wore no makeup, the grace and peerless beauty of an ancient Divine Emperor flowed from her naturally.
She did not reveal her true form, lest she shock the world. Instead, she transformed into a streak of seven-colored rainbow light and silently left the Volcano of Immortality, heading east toward the lands where humans gathered.
Along the way, Yuanfeng concealed her tracks, carefully avoiding the notice of the many Primordial Great Powers.
She looked down upon the vast land below and watched the human tribes struggling to survive in their harsh surroundings, her heart filled with emotion.
These beings, as feeble as ants in her eyes, carried the future Luck of heaven and earth and were also the hope for her Phoenix Clan's rebirth.
"Fuxi... Human Emperor..."
She silently divined the workings of heaven, seeking that faint thread of guidance in the unseen.
Meanwhile, Fuxi, who had just taken leave of his teacher Xuan Du, was on his way back to the human tribe.
With each step, he could Shrink Ground into Inches, sending mountains and rivers racing past him.
He was in no hurry to return to his familiar tribe. Instead, he observed as he traveled, experiencing the changes humanity had undergone over the past century and pondering the direction of its future development.
He keenly sensed that the Luck of the human path was slowly gathering between heaven and earth, and that he himself was one of the focal points where it converged.
Together with the arts of teaching and bringing peace to the land, divination and calculation that he had learned from Xuan