Condensing the Golden Wheel of Merit! The Human Race's Supreme Treasure, the Kongtong Seal!

In this moment, the Primordial World shook.

Countless mighty beings turned their gazes here, their eyes filled with shock and doubt.

"What is that aura?"

"So overbearing! It's neither immortal dao nor Wu clan Sha Qi—more like a pure fusion of flesh and will?"

"The human race? That weak race Nuwa created?"

"How could three beings comparable to Golden Immortal experts suddenly appear?"

Yet the shock was not over.

The instant the Three Ancestors attained the Dao.

"Hum—"

Above the nine heavens, the winds and clouds shifted violently.

A vast, sacred, supreme will descended.

The Heavenly Dao had sensed it!

The human race had established its own cultivation system, completing the puzzle of evolution for all beings in the Primordial World, and causing the originally frail Human Dao Destiny to surge a hundredfold in an instant!

Great merit!

The sky split open, and a colossal cloud of Xuanhuang Merit slowly descended.

The amount of merit was terrifyingly immense.

Ten times greater than when the Three Ancestors created fire, built houses, and wove clothes combined!

It nearly matched half of what Nuwa received when she created humanity!

"Splash!"

Merit cascaded down like a waterfall.

One-tenth was distributed to the Three Ancestors, stabilizing their Great Emperor Realm.

The remaining nine-tenths transformed into a mighty Xuanhuang river, rushing straight toward Ye Xuan, who stood at the highest point.

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, watching the boundless merit with a calm expression.

He chose not to absorb this merit to raise his cultivation.

Because he was already a Great Emperor, and the next step was Mortal Immortal (comparable to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal)—relying solely on merit to force a breakthrough would bring hidden dangers.

"Condense!"

With a thought from Ye Xuan, the vast Xuanhuang Merit rapidly gathered, compressed, and spun behind his head.

Golden light blazed, illuminating the ages.

Gradually.

A massive, resplendent golden wheel radiating boundless sacred aura took shape behind his head.

The Golden Wheel of Merit!

Within this wheel, countless human ancestors seemed to be offering sacrifices, and the spark of civilization was being passed down.

It hung there, not only making Ye Xuan appear like a supreme deity but also serving as absolute defense and deterrence.

Invulnerable to all techniques! All evils retreat!

In this Primordial World, anyone who dared to strike someone bearing such a massive Golden Wheel of Merit would suffer the Heavenly Dao's violent backlash—at best, they would fall into demonic cultivation; at worst, heavenly punishment would descend, annihilating them utterly.

Even a Sage would have to weigh the karmic consequences before moving against Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan turned around, the golden wheel slowly rotating behind his head.

He looked down at the billions of humans kneeling and cheering in joy, at the three Ancestors who had just broken through, brimming with vigor.

"The human race has risen."

Ye Xuan's voice was calm, yet it reached every single human.

On this day.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Human Dao Destiny soared into the sky, golden light illuminating the thirty-three heavens!

Beyond the thirty-third heaven, Empress Wa's Palace.

This was a Sage's Dao field, perpetually surrounded by Chaos Qi, with purple mist swirling, exuding a silence and sanctity that transcended the river of time.

Deep within the palace, a peerlessly beautiful figure sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, eyes half-closed, spirit wandering the void.

It was the Holy Mother of the human race, Nuwa.

Over the years, she had not paid much attention to the lower realm.

In her view, although the human race was key to her attaining the Dao, they were inherently deficient.

Without her protection, merely surviving by the skin of their teeth in this Primordial World, where the Ten Thousand Races stood tall and Fierce Beasts roamed rampant, would already be no easy feat.

Yet, on this very day.

"Boom!"

A surge of vast, utterly unforeseen fortune suddenly erupted from the Primordial Earth, shooting straight into the Nine Heavens, even piercing through the Chaos Astral Wind beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, shaking the very gates of Empress Wa's Palace.

Nuwa's saintly eyes, which held the sun, moon, and stars within them, snapped open abruptly.

A flicker of surprise passed through her gaze.

"This fortune... it's from the Human Race?"

"How is that possible?"

She performed a divination in her mind, only to find that the Heavenly secrets of the Human Race, once so clear, had now become as blazing hot as oil thrown onto a raging fire.

Nuwa waved her Delicate Hand, parting the layers of mist swirling before her. Her gaze pierced through the endless barriers of space, landing directly at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

The next moment, even for a Sage, her expression could not help but shift slightly.

She saw that the Human Valley, once deathly still and regarded by her as a nest of weak, insignificant ants, was now enveloped in a dazzling golden light.

All one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred members of the Innate Human Race had blood-qi surging like dragons, their vital essence shooting straight up into the sky like pillars of smoke.

The three leaders, Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi, radiated an Extreme Dao Pressure from their bodies that even caused her a flicker of surprise.

That power belonged neither to the Heavenly Dao nor to the Immortal Dao; it was a pure manifestation of flesh and will pushed to their absolute limits.

But what drew Nuwa's attention the most was the white-robed youth standing on the high platform.

Ye Xuan.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and behind his head hung an enormous Golden Wheel of Merit.

The wheel turned slowly, emitting a light of merit that was even more dazzling than some innate spiritual treasures.

The entire fortune of the Human Race converged upon him alone, as if he were the very incarnation of the Human Dao.

"Seed of the Self, excavating the treasures within the human body..."

Nuwa murmured softly, a complex light flickering in her eyes.

"Though this method is extreme, he has truly managed to forge a great path to the heavens with it."

"This child truly possesses a grand vision."

Nuwa let out a soft sigh.

She had thought Ye Xuan was merely a slightly special member of the Innate Human Race, never expecting him to become the greatest "variable" of all.

Under his leadership, the Human Race was no longer a mere appendage dependent on the Sages, a lamb to be slaughtered at will. They had gained the qualifications to stand independently and strengthen themselves.

This change stirred a subtle feeling within Nuwa. There was both the relief of "a child growing up" and the loss of "slipping from one's control."

But a Sage was, after all, a Sage. Following the heavens and responding to fate was a fundamental principle.

"Forget it."

Nuwa shook her head, her Beautiful Eyes regaining their clarity and calm.

"Since you have already become the Human Emperor and can lead the Human Race to this point, this is Heaven's will."

"Since that is the case, This Seat shall lend you another hand and formally establish your title."

Nuwa turned her Delicate Hand over.

In her palm appeared an ancient, unadorned seal.

The seal was made of pure white jade, yet it shimmered with a faint golden light.

Nine lifelike divine dragons, each with a different form, coiled around the seal's knob, looking as if they might soar into the sky at any moment.

The four sides of the seal's base were carved with images of the sun, moon, and stars, mountains and rivers, as well as scenes of the Human Race's ancient ancestors farming, fishing, and hunting.

An Innate Supreme Spiritual Treasure—the Kongtong Seal!

This was the paramount treasure of the Human Race.

Whoever held this seal could appoint or depose the Human Emperor and suppress the fortune of the Human Race.

With the seal present, the Human Race's fortune would not be lost; with the seal present, the Human Emperor's position would be as stable as Mount Tai, immune to all spells, and all evils would retreat.

Even a Sage, without a matter of Great Karma, could not casually attack a Human Emperor who held the Kongtong Seal.

"Go."

Nuwa gently tossed it.

The Kongtong Seal transformed into a streak of light, piercing through the Thirty-Three Heavens, heading straight down towards the foot of Mount Buzhou.

In the Human Valley.

Ye Xuan was feeling the surging power within his body when suddenly his heart stirred. He raised his head sharply and looked towards the sky.

A streak of purple-gold light, like a comet striking the moon, tore across the sky, carrying a vast, noble, bloodline-linked aura straight toward him.

"That is..."

Ye Xuan's Double Pupils contracted sharply.

He did not dodge, but instead reached out his right hand.

"Slap."

The light scattered, and a warm, smooth seal landed steadily in his palm.

The moment the seal entered his hand, Ye Xuan felt as if he had grasped an entire world.

An indescribable sense of intimacy surged into his heart.

The Imperial Dao laws within his body instantly resonated with this seal, and the Golden Wheel of Merit behind his head blazed with light, illuminating half of Mount Buzhou.

"Kongtong Seal!"

Ye Xuan's heart was wild with joy.

He naturally knew what this was.

This was the authority of the Human Emperor! The symbol of humanity's orthodox lineage!

With this thing, his title of "Human Emperor" was no longer just a name, but had received dual recognition from the Heavenly Dao and the Sages.

From now on, whoever wanted to touch him would first have to ask whether this Kongtong Seal agreed, and first have to ask whether the fortune of all humanity agreed!