Jiang Shinian's steps were heavy, so heavy that each step caused a tremor in the surrounding area.
Although he moved slowly, every step he took was exceptionally steady.
Even the distance of each step and the time interval between each step are exactly the same.
There is absolutely no difference.
Finally, Jiang Shinian, bearing that immense pressure, arrived at the summit of Sendai and stood before Fuxi.
A mountain wind suddenly rose, making the Human Emperor flutter, but it could not shake his figure, which was as stable as a mountain.
His gaze was as clear as newly melted snow, calmly looking at Fuxi before him.
"Reporting to the Emperor." His voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, "I will lead humanity—"
After a slight pause, the spiritual energy of the entire world suddenly surged.
Jiang Shinian was surrounded by countless celestial lights, and the Nine-eared Millet Seedling and the " The Classic of Herbal Medicine " shimmered behind him, bursting forth with endless auspiciousness.
"Take it a step further!"
Jiang Shinian's voice was resounding, like the sound of a drum echoing all around.
It transformed into tangible golden characters, lingering in the void for a long time.
Hearing Jiang Shinian's affirmative answer, Fuxi smiled.
He laughed with great joy.
"Good!!"
Without pausing, Fuxi turned and walked towards the valley of the Human Race Holy Land.
His mission was accomplished at that moment!
Jiang Shinian, however, remained standing on the Sendai platform.
Looking at Fuxi.
He bowed respectfully and watched Fuxi depart!
" Jiang Shinian... congratulations to the Emperor!"
Not only Jiang Shinian, but all of humanity, including the Three Ancestors of the Human Race, bowed their heads in worship and Fuxi at the top of their lungs, "We, the human race, respectfully bid farewell to the Heavenly Emperor!"
This stunning scene is etched deeply into everyone's mind.
And it's unclear when it started.
A rumbling, thunderous sound, like the Dao Rhyme, echoed from the depths of the heavens.
The once clear void suddenly rippled with golden light, and layers upon layers of merit clouds surged from the heavens, like an inverted gilded ocean that covered the entire sky.
At this moment, Fuxi's departing figure grew even taller.
Even their aura was gradually rising.
Witnessing this scene, Kong Xuan, the Antarctic Immortal Elder, and the others felt a sudden tightness in their hearts and murmured to themselves.
"They're here!"
This idea came to mind among these disciples of the saint.
The boundless merit above the void also crashed down upon Fuxi.
It was only for a moment.
A vast and powerful holy aura caused everyone to bend over.
It suddenly spread from Fuxi to all directions.
Even spacetime and the laws of nature became disordered and dissipated at this moment.
In just a moment, Fuxi seemed to have broken all the shackles.
It has completely entered a new level.
Mountains and rivers trembled, seas flowed backward, and time and space shattered.
Countless strange phenomena hung in the void.
It seemed to be looking down on everything below.
At this moment, the oppressive aura emanating from Fuxi reached its peak.
Even though there were quite a few Quasi-Saint and Primordial Origin Golden Immortal present.
But before Fuxi's overwhelming power, they were all as insignificant as ants.
They all bowed their heads and bent over, their bodies hunched over in place, their faces filled with horror.
Those with even lower cultivation levels knelt on the spot, heads bowed, their minds completely blank.
The human leaders and the common people all knelt with their heads bowed, feeling the immense holy power flowing around them.
It felt like a heavy hammer was striking my heart.
"The Emperor... he... he's become a saint?!"
This muttered voice, whose identity was unknown, struck like a thunderbolt from the heavens, reverberating in everyone's minds.
The faces of the human people were first blank with disbelief.
In the blink of an eye, boundless ecstasy erupted.
The firewood in Suiren Shi's hands crackled and popped continuously.
It seemed to be responding to something.
"Our human race... now has two saints?"
This thought swept through everyone's mind like wildfire.
Even with his head down, he still shouted at the top of his lungs.
"We... pay our respects to the Emperor and congratulate him on attaining sainthood! And achieving the position of a saint!"
This earth-shattering shout came from the human race.
They converged into a golden torrent, causing the Zhou Tian Star Dou to shift.
At the same time, it also inspires the people of all other races.
They were the same, daring not to be negligent in the slightest.
They all echoed, shouting, "We congratulate the Emperor on achieving the status of a saint!"
Jiang Shinian bowed deeply, head bowed, and solemnly paid his respects to Fuxi.
There was an uncontrollable joy in his eyes.
He never expected that Fuxi would become a saint so quickly.
He thought it would take some time.
Amidst the surging tide of countless beings bowing their heads, a graceful figure in a blue Daoist robe remained completely still.
He simply smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and looked at Fuxi with an air of composure.
It was as if Fuxi's oppressive aura meant nothing to her.
Fuxi, however, paid no attention to the presence of this beautiful figure; rather than saying he didn't care, he was simply oblivious.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that his mind was currently churning with enormous waves, and memories of his past life were surging in like a galaxy.
Sister Nuwa... Master Qiankun.
The scenes of the creation of the human race, in order to fight against the Bagua Formation created by the ancient Heavenly Court.
Until the very end, when he was severely injured during the Human-Demon Calamity, and was crushed by Kunpeng.
All of this was vividly etched into Fuxi's mind.
"This is the Reincarnation..."
As Fuxi spoke, the aura emanating from his body constantly shifted.
Countless beams of divine light appeared around him, each reflecting the Causality of his past life.
As the starlight regrouped, Fuxi took a deep breath.
"I am the Sage Emperor Fuxi! I am also the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi!"
Immediately afterwards, Fuxi turned around and looked at the figure that made the stars in the sky pale in comparison.
At this point, he finally knew who the wife he had been married to all along was!
No wonder, he couldn't win.
Fuxi gazed at his 'wife' before him.
A hint of helplessness crept into his expression.
"Should I call you Nuwa, or should I address you as my wife?!"
Nuwa was twirling the golden tassels of the Red Embroidered Ball with her fingertips, and when Fuxi asked her a question, she just smiled playfully.
That smile made everything around it pale in comparison, "That depends on whether my husband wants to hear me call you brother, or husband, or perhaps... husband brother?!"
"Or perhaps, when strangers call you 'brother,' they call you 'husband' when no one else is around?!"
Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Fuxi couldn't help but gasp.
Wow... that's exciting?!
Their conversation went unnoticed by those around them.
This is understandable, since both Fuxi and Nuwa are now sages, with Nuwa having merged with the Dao and become the ruler of humanity.
They still need to save face.
Soon, the sacred mark between Fuxi's eyebrows suddenly lit up, suppressing all the surging distracting thoughts.
He subconsciously put on a stern face, displaying the dignity of an elder brother.
Countless innate Bagua Dao Patterns flashed around his body, causing even the river of time to pause for a moment.
"You should still call me your elder brother!"