Shaodian Clan abruptly turned around, his eyes flashing with brilliance. Each word rang out like a bell: "Xuanyuan! When the Primordial World first opened, the Wu and demon races reigned supreme. Our Human Race had only just been born, as frail as a flickering candle, nearly swallowed up by the chaos of the age. The demon race even slaughtered countless billions of our people! If not for the Saint Father's compassion and the Holy Master's protection, if not for our ancestors sacrificing their lives to hold us up, the Human Race would have long since vanished without a trace! The Saint Father taught us the words 'self-improvement without rest.' Sage Emperor Fuxi drew the trigrams and established human ethics, while Shen Nong's Rule tasted the herbs and taught us farming. Only then did our people hack through thorns step by step and reach this day! Once you inherit the position of Co-Lord, never betray the Saint Father's hopes, and never disgrace the spirits of our martyrs! Do you understand?"
Xuanyuan straightened his back, his eyes shining like lightning, and answered loudly, "I will engrave it in my heart! For the sake of the Human Race, even if Xuanyuan must pass through boiling water and blazing fire, I will never waver in my resolve!" Before his voice had even faded, divine light surged in his eyes, seemingly tearing open the night sky and confronting the stars above from afar!
Mount Kongtong rose abruptly from the earth, its peaks like blades stabbing into the azure heavens. Its sheer cliffs stood as though cleaved by a divine craftsman's axe. Forests rolled like waves, with clouds and mist winding through them, as if an immortal realm were drifting in and out of sight. Its deep pools were crystal clear, reflecting the vast sky until