Human Race Is Born, Nuwa Becomes a Saint (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets)

Although the Primordial World's continent had suffered countless deaths in the Witch-Demon War, its overall environment had not been damaged much. The foundations of the Primordial World remained intact. In essence, both sides had merely been fighting to rule the continent and had not committed acts that could destroy heaven and earth.

The first Witch-Demon War had been so tragic that it shook all of the Primordial World and its countless living beings.

To protect themselves, countless living beings traveled everywhere in search of famous masters. First, they sought profound cultivation methods; second, they wanted to find a place of refuge, lest they suffer an undeserved calamity when the great tribulation arrived.

As for the first Witch-Demon War, Nuwa, who had not shown herself, finally severed her second corpse after a period of comprehension.

With her cultivation greatly advanced, Nuwa was suddenly moved by inspiration. After making some preparations, she began traveling through the Primordial World.

It was a purposeless journey. She did not reveal the great divine abilities of a Quasi-Saint powerhouse. Nuwa traversed the entire Primordial World, witnessing the cruelty of its living beings and the various acts of cold-blooded slaughter committed by the Witch Race, the Demon Race, and even other factions.

She had never liked fighting, and she suddenly gained an understanding: the living beings of the Primordial World were born seeking to seize everything.

For their lives, for the Dao, for transcendence...

"My primary cultivation is the Dao of Creation. What is creation? Life and death, yin and yang—these are all creation. Life is a beginning, and death is also a beginning. Life and death are creation. I have merely comprehended the unity of life and death, but I still do not understand what 'creation' means."

"Creating things—is that creation? Or perhaps, like my opportunity and my Dao heart, I should create a race that loves peace and dislikes fighting?"

Nuwa suddenly gained a burst of enlightenment. The Primordial Violet Qi within her Nascent Soul began to tremble, slowly overlapping and merging with her Nascent Soul.

"The Heavenly Dao also dislikes the struggles of living beings. It dislikes the destruction of the Primordial World and dislikes too many things beyond its control. Therefore, I am the one chosen by destiny, creating a new race for the will of all living beings and the Heavenly Dao."

Nuwa understood!

A new race, a race completely controlled by the Heavenly Dao—this was the inevitable result of the general trend.

She was the one chosen by destiny. She would create this new race, and in the process, achieve herself and prove the Primordial Limitless Saint position.

The "Nine Heavens Breathing Soil" was shaped by Nuwa into one little figure after another. Nuwa's essence blood fell upon the figures. At the same time, she brought out the "Cauldron of Creation" and placed the clay figures inside, reversing them to their innate state and condensing the bodies and souls of the newborn Human Race.

A full epoch passed.

The "Cauldron of Creation" radiated light into the heavens. At last, a group of living beings, half male and half female, possessing innate Dao bodies, appeared vividly on the land of the Primordial World. They were the future protagonists of heaven and earth—the Human Race.

The newborn Human Race looked around curiously at this world. To them, everything was novel.

After being granted souls and wisdom, possessing innate Dao bodies, and undergoing tempering within the "Cauldron of Creation," the newborn Human Race was still very weak, but its foundations were deep, its fortune prosperous, and its future boundless.

Seeing the Human Race emerge, Nuwa finally smiled in relief. Looking at the Human Race she had created, heartfelt joy welled up within her. Every one of these people was her child.

"You were created by Me and born from the Dao rhymes of the innate human body. You may be called the 'Human Race,'" Nuwa said to all the members of the Human Race.

"The Human Race?"

"Haha, we have a name now."

"Human Race—we are humans!"

The newborn Human Race was extremely excited. At the moment of its birth, the entire Primordial World trembled. Those with great divine abilities could already partially merge with the Heavenly Dao and deduce the Heavenly Secrets. Although no one knew what had happened, every Quasi-Saint powerhouse was shocked. A major event that shook the Primordial World had occurred without the many powerful beings realizing it.

"Human Race, we pay our respects to Holy Mother Niangniang Nuwa!" All the members of the Human Race knelt and bowed to Nuwa.

Nuwa smiled in relief. "Rise."

The bowing and acknowledgment seemed like an invisible ceremony, and the fortunes of the Human Race and Nuwa began to connect.

At this moment, the Demon Race's fortune inexplicably declined by thirty percent. The Witch Race occupied the Primordial World's continent, and its fortune was flourishing, but its rising momentum now stopped and even began to decline.

Neither race understood what had happened. In the Heavenly Court, the Witch Race's powerhouses instantly became terrified. Their race's fortune had begun rapidly declining—this was a heaven-shaking calamity.

"Heavenly Dao above, today I, Nuwa, have witnessed the countless struggles among the living beings of heaven and earth and the ceaseless warfare. The Primordial World is filled with resentment. Today, I create the Human Race, shaped from the rhymes of the innate human body, and grant it a soul through creation... Human Race, arise!"

With the Human Race established, Nuwa's thoughts became clear. After a burst of enlightenment, she finally understood that this was her Opportunity for Enlightenment.

"Rumble!"

In the void of the Primordial World, a vast expanse of dazzling golden light illuminated the entire land. Boundless merit poured down from heaven like an ocean overturning from the sky.

"Nuwa actually obtained so much merit. Could she be about to become a Saint?"

"Impossible. How could this happen?"

"This... Junior Sister Nuwa..."

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones wore grim expressions. As the three great direct disciples of the Daoist Sect and the leaders of its second generation, Laozi had set his sights on becoming the second Saint of the Primordial World, while Yu and Tongtian likewise sought to claim the first three Saint positions.

Who could have expected that Nuwa, whom they had looked down upon, would prove the Dao ahead of them? This was truly a resounding slap in the face. For a time, the atmosphere within the Three Pure Ones Palace grew tense. Even White Crane Boy, who served outside the hall, became cautious, afraid that the three grand masters would vent their anger on him.

At this moment, the great divine powerhouses of the Primordial World had already focused their gazes on Nuwa. After glancing at the extremely weak Human Race, whose members were only at the "Heavenly Immortal" realm, they wondered how it could possibly enable Nuwa to prove the Dao.

At last, on the Ninth Heaven, the dazzling golden light condensed to its utmost limit. In a roaring torrent, vast amounts of merit descended from the sky. Seventy percent fell upon Nuwa, ten percent upon the newborn Human Race, ten percent was absorbed by the "Cauldron of Creation," and ten percent was absorbed by the "Human Creation Whip."

Nuwa had already received the Saint position personally bestowed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace. Now that she had successfully created humanity and obtained great merit, the two factors supplemented each other, and the moment to become a Saint had arrived.

When the Golden Merit Light shot toward Nuwa, a strand of purple profound energy also burst from her body. The two-colored radiance intertwined for a long while before fading away. Nuwa's figure gradually appeared, no longer the same as before.

Her entire being gave off a feeling similar to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's—profound and mysterious, practically the incarnation of the Dao itself. Waves of pressure radiated from Nuwa, spreading throughout the heavens and earth and across the entire Primordial World. Countless living beings once again felt the majesty of a Saint.

All living beings below the Quasi-Saint realm submitted to the Saint's might. They knelt one after another and praised the Saint's greatness.

Likewise, this terrifying pressure spread to Mount Kunlun. The Three Pure Ones had reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm by this point, so they naturally resisted the pressure and did not let the disciples and boys on the mountain make fools of themselves.

"Alas! The first Saint has appeared!"

At this moment, inside the Chaos Palace, Li Yunjing opened his eyes from seclusion. After cultivating for an entire epoch, he had already perfected his cultivation in the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.