Human Race Birth, Nuwa Becomes Saint

After the Witch-Demon War, the Primordial Desolation continent's overall environment was not significantly damaged, despite the devastation of life. It did not destroy the fundamental nature of the Primordial Desolation, as both sides were essentially vying for dominance rather than engaging in world-ending destruction.

The first Witch-Demon War, with its tragic scenes, shook the Primordial Desolation and all its inhabitants.

Countless beings, seeking self-preservation, scoured for renowned masters. They sought not only profound cultivation methods but also a sanctuary to avoid the impending catastrophe and unforeseen disasters.

Nuwa, who had remained unseen during the first Witch-Demon War, finally severed her two corpses after a period of enlightenment.

With a significant increase in her cultivation, Nuwa experienced a premonition. After making some preparations, she embarked on a journey across the Primordial Desolation.

This was a aimless journey, during which she did not reveal her Quasi-Saint powers. Nuwa traversed the entire continent, witnessing the cruelty of living beings, and the cold-bloodedness and conflicts of the Witch Clan, Demon Race, and even other factions.

She, who inherently disliked conflict, suddenly had an epiphany: all beings in the Primordial Desolation were born striving for everything.

For life, for the pursuit of the Dao, for transcendence...

"I cultivate the Dao of Creation. What is creation? Life and death, Yin and Yang, are both creation. Life is a beginning, and death is also a beginning. Life and death are creation. I have only understood that life and death merge into one, but I do not know the meaning of 'creation'?"

"Creation of things, invention? Or perhaps, like my destiny and my Dao heart, to create a race that favors peace and dislikes conflict?"

Nuwa suddenly had a moment of clarity. 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, dislikes the destruction of the Primordial Desolation, and dislikes too many things beyond its control. Therefore, I am the destined one, to create a new race for all beings and the Heavenly Dao."

Nuwa understood!

A new race, a race completely controlled by the Heavenly Dao, was the inevitable outcome of the prevailing trend.

She herself was the destined one within this trend. She would create this new race, thereby achieving herself and attaining the position of a Primordial Limitless Saint.

Nuwa molded the "Nine Heavens Breathing Soil" into small figures. Her vital blood was sprinkled upon these figures. Simultaneously, she conjured the "Cauldron of Creation" and placed these mud figures within it. Reversing the innate, she condensed the bodies and souls of the newborn Human Race.

A full Yuan Epoch passed.

The "Cauldron of Creation" emitted a brilliant light that shot into the sky. A group of beings, half male and half female, imbued with innate Dao bodies, finally appeared vibrantly on the Primordial Desolation continent. These were the future protagonists of heaven and earth, the Human Race.

The newborn Human Race gazed curiously at the world, finding everything novel.

Endowed with souls and wisdom, possessing innate Dao bodies, and tempered within the "Cauldron of Creation," the newborn Human Race, though still weak, had a profound foundation, flourishing destiny, and a bright future.

Watching the birth of the Human Race, Nuwa finally smiled with relief. Looking at the human race she had created, a heartfelt joy surged within her. Each of these individuals was her child.

"You are created by me, born from the essence of the innate Dao body and the Dao of Man. You may call yourselves the 'Human Race'," Nuwa said to the assembled humans.

"Human Race?"

"Haha, we have a name."

"Human Race, we are Human!"

The newborn humans were very excited. The moment the new Human Race was born, the entire Primordial Desolation trembled. Great Divine Powers could already integrate with the Heavenly Dao to deduce heavenly secrets. At this moment, although everyone did not know what had happened, all Quasi-Saint experts were shocked. A world-shattering event had occurred without the awareness of many powerful beings.

"Human Race, we pay respects to our Holy Mother, Empress Nuwa!" The humans knelt before Nuwa.

Nuwa smiled with relief, "Rise!"

The act of kneeling and acknowledgment seemed to be an invisible ritual, and the destiny of the Human Race began to connect with Nuwa's.

At this moment, the destiny of the Demon Race inexplicably declined by thirty percent. The Witch Clan, which occupied the Primordial Desolation continent and had flourishing destiny, saw its growth halted and even begin to decline.

Neither race understood what was happening. The Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan powerhouses were instantly filled with panic. The rapid decline of their race's destiny was a catastrophic calamity.

"Heavenly Dao above, today I, Nuwa, having perceived the many conflicts and endless wars among the beings of heaven and earth, and the surging resentment in the Primordial Desolation, now create the Human Race, formed from the essence of the innate human Dao body and endowed with souls by Creation... Human Race, be established!"

With the establishment of the Human Race, Nuwa's thoughts became clear. With a moment of enlightenment, she finally understood that this was her opportunity for enlightenment.

"Rumble!"

In the void of the Primordial Desolation, brilliant golden light shone across the entire land. Immense merit poured down like an ocean from the heavens.

"Nuwa actually received so much merit. Is she about to become a Saint?"

"Impossible, how could this be?"

"This, Junior Sister Nuwa..."

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones wore grim expressions. As the three direct disciples of Xuanmen and the second generation leaders of Xuanmen, Laozi aspired to the second Saint position in the Primordial Desolation. Primordial and Tongtian also aimed to secure the top three Saint positions.

They never expected that Nuwa, whom they looked down upon, would preemptively achieve enlightenment. This was a slap in the face. For a time, the atmosphere in the Three Pure Ones Palace was heavy. Even the White Crane Boy serving outside the hall became cautious, fearing that the three great lords would vent their anger on him.

At this moment, the Great Divine Powers of the Primordial Desolation had turned their attention to Nuwa. Glancing at the extremely weak Human Race, merely at the Heavenly Immortal realm, how could they enable Nuwa to achieve enlightenment?

Finally, high above the nine heavens, the dazzling golden light condensed to its extreme. With a rush, massive 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 been bestowed a Saint position by Dao Ancestor Hongjun in Zixiao Palace. With the successful creation of humans and the great merit received, coupled with the previous bestowal, the time for her to become a Saint had arrived.

As the golden light of merit shot towards Nuwa, a purple Xuan Qi also burst forth from her body. The two colors intertwined for a long time before dissipating, gradually revealing Nuwa's form, which was no longer the same as before.

Her entire being exuded an aura as profound and mysterious as Dao Ancestor Hongjun's, as if she were the embodiment of the Dao. Waves of pressure emanated from Nuwa, spreading throughout heaven and earth, across the entire Primordial Desolation continent. Billions of living beings once again felt the majesty of a Saint.

All beings below the Quasi-Saint realm prostrated themselves in submission to the Saint's might, offering prayers and praises to her greatness.

Similarly, this terrifying pressure reached Mount Kunlun. The Three Pure Ones, whose cultivation had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, naturally withstood the pressure, preventing their disciples and attendants from appearing undignified.

"Alas! The first Saint has appeared!"

At this moment, in the Chaos Palace, Li Yunjing opened his eyes from his seclusion. After a Yuan Epoch of cultivation, he had perfected his Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.