Human Emperor's Teaching! Three Ancestors Ascend to Great Emperor!

Under Mount Buzhou, the human settlement.

On the Martial Arts Arena.

129,600 Innate Humans, along with the hundreds of millions of Acquired Humans born over the past decades, gathered here in dense, countless numbers.

They raised their heads, their gazes burning as they stared at the white-robed figure on the High Platform.

That was their Human Emperor, Ye Xuan.

And their only hope.

The three human Ancestors—Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi—stood respectfully behind Ye Xuan.

Though they were also at the True Immortal realm, beneath Ye Xuan's Great Emperor-level pressure, they felt like candle flames in a gale, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment.

"Three Ancestors, hear my command."

Ye Xuan turned around, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"Your servant is here!"

The three stepped forward in unison, bowing in salute.

"The weakness of the human race is not a flaw of our physique, but a lack of a suitable method."

Ye Xuan extended a finger, its tip wreathed in golden light—countless intricate runes dancing within, containing the most fundamental essence of the human body's secret realms.

"Among the Ten Thousand Races of Primordial Wilderness, all cultivate the Primordial Spirit and sense the Heavenly Dao. But we humans were born newborn, our Primordial Spirits unstable. Only our physical bodies are uniquely gifted, shaped by Saintess Nuwa in the likeness of Pangu's Dharma Form."

"Today, I shall pass down a method to you."

"It does not cultivate the Heavenly Dao. It does not seek the aid of gods or spirits."

"Take the Self as the Seed. Excavate your own treasures. Unlock the Five Great Human Body Secret Realms!"

As his words fell, Ye Xuan flicked his finger.

Three Golden Beams instantly plunged into the brows of the three Ancestors.

Boom!

Suiren Shi and the others jolted violently, their eyes snapping wide open, filled with sheer disbelief.

A vast torrent of information exploded within 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 methods for each realm, the ways to unlock every treasure within the human body, were laid out before them with crystal clarity.

This was an entirely different path.

No need to comprehend those elusive Heavenly Dao principles. No need to pray to the countless gods and buddhas.

Only the constant development of one's own body, unlocking one Shackle after another, releasing the 'gods' hidden deep within the bloodline.

"This... this..."

Suiren Shi trembled all over, tears streaming down his aged face.

"Not relying on heaven and earth, but seeking only within oneself?"

"This is truly a Supreme Method tailor-made for our human race!"

Youchaoshi clenched his fists tightly, feeling the grand prospects described in the method, his breathing ragged.

"If we cultivate this method, why should we fear the Demon Race's brute physical strength? We are the ultimate war bodies!"

Ziyishi wiped the tears from his eyes and bowed deeply to Ye Xuan.

"Great virtue of the Human Emperor! With this method, our race has found its roots!"

Seeing the three Ancestors so stirred, Ye Xuan gave a slight nod.

He turned around, facing the millions of yearning eyes below the platform.

"Today, I shall pass down the method to the entire race."

"Watch closely!"

Ye Xuan let out a soft shout.

"Hum!"

Within his eyes, the Chaos Heavy Pupils suddenly activated.

Two gray, hazy beams shot into the void, intertwining in the sky to form a colossal Human Meridian Diagram.

It was no ordinary picture, but the most intuitive Dao Rhythm Evolution.

Even the dullest of his people, with a single glance, could instantly grasp its profound meaning.

"The first secret realm of the human body—the Sea of Wheels!"

Ye Xuan's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

On the human figure diagram in the sky, the area below the navel suddenly blazed with a golden ocean.

The Sea of Suffering churned, the Life Spring surged, the Divine Bridge spanned across, 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 viscera glowed, transforming into five divine temples, housing the gods of the Five Elements within, their chanting resounding through the clouds.

"The third secret realm, the Four Extremes!"

The four limbs reached to the heavens, supporting the sky and earth, as if they could tear the firmament apart.

"The fourth secret realm, the Dragon Transformation!"

The spine awakened like a great dragon, roaring to the nine heavens, golden light piercing through the entire body.

"The fifth secret realm, the Immortal Platform!"

The Immortal Platform stood tall between the brows, the Primordial Spirit seated atop it, overlooking all living beings.

As Ye Xuan explained, countless Dao runes fell like golden raindrops, merging into the bodies of every clansman.

The Human Race, once utterly ignorant of cultivation, now seemed to have the door to a new world flung open.

Their blood began to boil within them.

It was the instinctive craving of the Innate Dao Body for this method.

"Cultivation! I want to cultivate!"

"I want to grow stronger! I want to protect my people!"

The shouts erupted like a tidal wave.

This day would later be known as the Human Emperor's Preaching Day, the true starting point of the Human Race's rise.

Cultivation knows no time, and the Primordial Wilderness does not mark the years.

In the blink of an eye, fifty winters and summers passed silently.

For the great powers of the Primordial Wilderness, fifty years were merely the span of a nap.

But for the Human Race, who had now obtained the methods of cultivation, these fifty years were earth-shattering.

The Human Valley had long since transformed beyond recognition.

The crude thatched huts of the past had become sturdy stone halls.

The gaunt, yellow-faced clansmen with furtive glances were completely gone.

In their place stood fierce warriors, each with blood energy like a dragon, their essence, energy, and spirit brimming.

Early morning.

Two youths on patrol met.

"Morning, Dazhu."

"Morning, Tiedan."

The two sized each other up, noting the faint blood energy radiating from their bodies.

"Looking at your complexion, did you awaken another god in the Dao Palace secret realm?" Dazhu asked enviously.

"Heh, broke through just last night." Tiedan grinned, flashing a row of white teeth. "Got lucky—ate a piece of Qiongqi jerky and it directly charged through the Liver Divine Treasury. Now I feel like I could kill a Demon Ox with one punch."

"Impressive! I need to catch up too. I'm still stuck at the Other Shore of the Sea of Suffering."

"Come on, let's head to the Martial Arts Arena and spar!"

Conversations like this were happening in every corner of the valley.

The Innate Human Race possessed terrifying talent. Over these fifty years, the Human Race had advanced as if cheating.

Even newborn children, with just a little guidance, could easily open the Sea of Suffering.

As for the first generation of the Innate Human Race, they had universally reached the Immortal Platform secret realm, and many had even stepped into the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Though, according to the system of the Primordial Wilderness, they bore no trace of magical power fluctuations.

But their bodies were crystalline, their blood energy as vigorous as blazing furnaces.

Relying solely on their Physical Body Strength, they could shatter mountains and tear apart Gods and Devils with their bare hands.

And deep within the valley.

Three terrifying auras were brewing to their peak.

Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, Ziyishi.

These three Ancestors had originally been granted vast merit by the Heavenly Dao.

In the past, they had not known how to use it, passively rising only to the True Immortal realm—possessing magical power but lacking combat strength.

But now, having turned to cultivate the Human Body Secret Realm Method, the merit power that had settled within their bodies became the fiercest fuel.

"Boom!"

The first pillar of light shot into the sky.

Crimson flames burned through the void.

Suiren Shi walked out slowly.

His upper body was bare, muscles knotted, and around him swirled the ever-burning kindling fire.

The great dragon of his spine roared, and atop his immortal platform, a fiery Great Emperor dharma manifestation manifested.

"I am Suiren. Today, I attain the Dao as Great Emperor!"

His voice rang like a bronze bell and giant drum.

Though he was only at the early stage of Great Emperor, that supreme pressure, that aura of incinerating all things, was enough to make even the Golden Immortals of the Primordial Wilderness retreat in fear.

"Boom!"

A second pillar of light followed close behind.

The earthy yellow radiance was as heavy as a mountain.

Youchaoshi appeared.

On his back loomed the phantom of a massive divine palace—the vision of his Dao palace.

Standing there, he seemed to merge with the earth itself, peerless in defense, impervious to all techniques.

"I am Youchaoshi. Today, I attain the Dao as Great Emperor!"

"Boom!"

A third pillar of light rose.

Azure divine winds swirled around.

Ziyishi was clad in a rainbow-feathered robe—no ordinary garment, but woven from countless Dao patterns, both a supreme defensive treasure and a weapon of attack.

She was peerlessly elegant, her gaze sharp.

"I am Ziyishi. Today, I attain the Dao as Great Emperor!"

The Three Ancestors attained the Dao together!

Three auras of the Great Emperor level intertwined above the valley, forming a terrifying storm.

It even scattered the mist that perpetually shrouded the foot of Mount Buzhou.