Fuxi applauded and sighed, "Wonderful! In thirty days, the time will come for me to ascend and attain the Dao. At that time, it will also be time for my Virtuous Brother to take the throne!"
Within three days of the news spreading, it swept across the entire human domain like a spring breeze passing over the wilderness. Tribes from the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands set out one after another, supporting the elderly and leading the young, hurrying day and night toward Chen Du City, all to witness this epochal ceremony—the first abdication of the Human Emperor since the creation of the world!
Thirty days later, Chen Du City was packed with people, and the streets seethed with excitement. Even the eaves and treetops were crowded with figures. The entire city's attention was fixed on the towering platform in the center. Incense smoke curled above it, sacrificial vessels stood in solemn array, and wisps of blue smoke drifted upward. Suddenly, a great bell rang out, its reverberations still echoing when Fuxi emerged slowly with Shen Nong. Surrounded by all the officials, he climbed the steps. In an instant, all sound fell silent—even the wind seemed to hold its breath!
Just then, a clear, sonorous chant suddenly came from the Eastern Horizon. It sounded like the cry of dragons and phoenixes, resounding through the heavens:
When Hongmeng first took form, my teacher was there; the Three Thousand Laws nurtured the Demon Gods.
Across the Chaos for countless ages, there were only the Three Thousand Dao Demon Gods.
Beholding Pangu create Heaven and Earth, he held the boundless Great Dao within his breast.
The Three Flowers above his head held divine mysteries, while the Five Qi within his chest underwent endless transformations.
If others ask who I am, I am Su