Under Mount Buzhou, in the human settlement.
At the Martial Arts Arena.
129,600 Innate Humans, along with the hundreds of millions of Acquired Humans born over the past decades, had gathered here in dense throngs.
They raised their heads, gazing fervently at the White-Robed Figure on the High Platform.
He was their Human Emperor, Ye Xuan.
And their only hope.
Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi, the three ancestors of the Human Race, stood respectfully behind Ye Xuan.
Though they were True Immortals themselves, facing the Emperor-level pressure emanating from Ye Xuan, they felt like candles in a raging gale, liable to be extinguished at any moment.
"Three Ancestors, hear my command."
Ye Xuan turned around. His voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
"We await your orders!"
The three stepped forward in unison and bowed.
"The Human Race is weak, not because of its constitution, but because it has no suitable cultivation method."
Ye Xuan raised a finger. Golden light swirled at its tip, where countless intricate runes danced, containing the most fundamental mysteries of the Human Body Secret Realms.
"The Ten Thousand Races of Primordial Wilderness cultivate their Primordial Spirits and comprehend the Heavenly Dao. But our Human Race has only just been born, and our Primordial Spirits are still unstable. Only our physical bodies possess an innate advantage, for they were created by Saintess Nuwa in the image of Pangu's Dharma Form."
"Today, I shall impart a method to you all."
"Cultivate not the Heavenly Dao; seek nothing from ghosts or gods."
"Take the self as the seed, excavate the treasures within, and open the Five Great Human Body Secret Realms!"
As his words fell, Ye Xuan flicked his finger.
Three streaks of golden light instantly sank into the foreheads of the three ancestors.
Boom!
Suiren Shi and the others shuddered violently, their eyes flying open in disbelief.
A vast torrent of information burst into their Consciousness Seas.
The Sea of Wheels Scroll, the Dao Palace Scroll, the Four Extremities Scroll, the Dragon Transformation Scroll, the Immortal Platform Scroll...
The cultivation method for every realm, and the means of unlocking every treasure hidden within the human body, unfolded before them with perfect clarity.
This was an entirely different path.
There was no need to comprehend the ethereal laws of the Heavenly Dao or pray to the gods and buddhas above.
They only had to develop their own bodies, break through one shackle after another, and release the "gods" lying dormant deep within their bloodlines.
"This... This..."
Suiren Shi trembled with excitement, tears streaming down his face.
"To rely on neither Heaven nor Earth, but seek everything within ourselves?"
"This truly is a Supreme Method tailor-made for our Human Race!"
Youchaoshi clenched both fists, his breathing quickening as he felt the grand future described by the method.
"If we cultivate this method, why should we fear the demons' powerful bodies? We'll be the strongest warriors of all!"
Ziyishi wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and bowed deeply to Ye Xuan.
"The Human Emperor's benevolence is boundless! With this method, the Human Race will have roots!"
Watching the three ancestors' excitement, Ye Xuan gave a slight nod.
He turned to face the millions of eager eyes below the platform.
"Today, I shall impart the method to the entire Human Race."
"Watch closely!"
Ye Xuan gave a soft shout.
Buzz!
The Chaos Heavy Pupils in his eyes suddenly opened.
Two hazy beams of light shot into the sky, intertwining to form an enormous Human Meridian Diagram.
It was no ordinary drawing, but the most direct manifestation of the Dao Rhythm.
Even the dullest member of the race could understand its mysteries at a glance.
"The first Secret Realm of the human body: the Wheel Sea!"
Ye Xuan's voice echoed between Heaven and Earth.
In the diagram hanging in the sky, a golden ocean suddenly lit up below the navel.
The Sea of Suffering churned, the Life Spring gushed, the Divine Bridge stretched across it, and the Flower of the Other Shore bloomed.
"This is the source of life, the foundation of all methods."
"The second Secret Realm: the Dao Palace!"
The five organs glowed, transforming into five temples. Within them dwelled the five elemental deities, and the sound of their chanting rang through the clouds.
"The third Secret Realm: the Four Extremities!"
The four limbs reached toward the heavens, supporting the world as if they could tear the firmament apart.
"The fourth Secret Realm: Dragon Transformation!"
The Spine Great Dragon revived with a roar, shaking the nine heavens as golden light coursed through the entire body.
"The fifth Secret Realm: the Immortal Platform!"
An Immortal Platform rose high between the brows. The Primordial Spirit sat upon it, looking down on all living beings.
As Ye Xuan explained, countless runes of the Great Dao fell like golden raindrops, merging into the bodies of every member of the Human Race.
Those who had known nothing about cultivation felt as if a door to a new world had opened before them.
Their blood began to boil.
It was the instinctive longing of their Innate Dao Bodies for this method.
"Cultivate! I want to cultivate!"
"I want to become stronger! I want to protect my people!"
Their shouts erupted like a tidal wave.
This day would later be known as the Human Emperor's Preaching Day. It was also the true starting point of the Human Race's rise.
There was no passing of time in cultivation; the Primordial Wilderness kept no record of years.
In the blink of an eye, fifty years had quietly passed.
For the Great Powers of the Primordial Wilderness, fifty years was barely enough time for a nap.
But for the Human Race, now in possession of a cultivation method, those fifty years had brought a world of change.
The Human Valley had transformed beyond recognition.
The crude thatched huts of the past had become sturdy stone halls.
The gaunt people who once had haunted, wary eyes had disappeared completely.
In their place stood hardened warriors, each brimming with vitality and vigor.
Morning.
Two young men on patrol crossed paths.
"Morning, Dazhu."
"Morning, Tiedan."
They sized each other up, sensing the faint vitality radiating from one another.
"Judging by your complexion, have you awakened another deity in the Dao Palace Realm?" Dazhu asked enviously.
"Heh, I just broke through last night." Tiedan grinned, baring a row of white teeth. "I got lucky and ate a piece of Qiongqi jerky. It opened my Liver Divine Treasury in one go. Now I feel like I could kill a demon ox with one punch."
"Impressive! I'd better work harder. I'm still stuck at the Other Shore of the Wheel Sea."
"Come on, let's go train at the Martial Arts Arena!"
Conversations like this took place in every corner of the valley.
The Innate Humans had terrifying talent. Over these fifty years, the Human Race had practically cultivated at breakneck speed.
Even children who had just been born could easily open their Sea of Suffering with a little guidance.
As for the first generation of Innate Humans, most had reached the Immortal Platform Realm, and quite a few had even entered the Quasi-Emperor realm.
Though, according to the cultivation system of the Primordial Wilderness, they had no so-called fluctuations of magical power.
Their bodies were crystalline, their blood and vitality as vigorous as roaring furnaces.
With their Physical Body Strength alone, they could shatter mountains and tear gods and demons apart with their bare hands.
And in the deepest part of the valley,
three terrifying auras were building to their peak.
Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi.
The three ancestors had each received vast amounts of merit from the Heavenly Dao.
In the past, they had not known how to use it. They had merely risen passively to the True Immortal realm, possessing magical power but no combat strength.
But after switching to the Human Body Secret Realm Method, the merit accumulated within them became the fiercest fuel.
Boom!
A pillar of light shot into the sky.
Red flames burned through the void.
Suiren Shi strode out.
His upper body was bare, his muscles corded, and undying kindling fire coiled around him.
The Spine Great Dragon roared within him. Above his Immortal Platform, a blazing-red Great Emperor's Dharma Form appeared.
"I am Suiren. Today, I attain Great Emperorhood!"
His voice rang out like a great bell.
Though he was only in the early Great Emperor realm, his Extreme Dao Pressure and the force of his flames, which could burn all things, were enough to make even Golden Immortals of the Primordial Wilderness give way.
Boom!
A second pillar of light followed close behind.
Earth-yellow light, heavy as a mountain, filled the air.
Youchaoshi appeared.
A phantom of a great divine palace loomed behind him—the manifestation of his Dao Palace.
He stood there as if fused with the earth itself, his defense peerless and all methods unable to harm him.
"I am Youchao. Today, I attain Great Emperorhood!"
Boom!
A third pillar of light rose.
A green divine wind swirled around them.
Ziyishi wore a feathered robe of iridescent silk. It was no ordinary garment, but a treasure woven from countless Dao patterns—both a supreme defensive treasure and a weapon of attack.
She was peerlessly elegant, her gaze sharp.
"I am Ziyi. Today, I attain Great Emperorhood!"
The Three Ancestors attained the Dao together!
Three Great Emperor-level auras interwove above the valley, forming a terrifying storm.
They even scattered the mists that had shrouded the foot of Mount Buzhou for ages.
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