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

The Primordial Wilderness trembled.

Countless Great Powers turned their gazes toward the scene, their eyes full of bewilderment.

"What is that aura?"

"How domineering! It's neither the Immortal Dao nor the Wu Clan's Killing Intent. It seems more like a pure union of the flesh and will?"

"The Human Race? That weak race Nuwa created?"

"How could three beings comparable to Golden Immortals suddenly appear?"

Yet the shock was far from over.

At the very moment the Three Ancestors attained the Dao,

"Vmmm—"

High above the Nine Heavens, the winds and clouds shifted.

A vast, sacred, supreme will descended.

The Heavenly Dao had taken notice!

The Human Race had created its own system of cultivation, completing the puzzle of how all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness could evolve. It had also caused the Human Race's once-feeble destiny to surge more than a hundredfold in an instant!

Great merit!

The firmament split open, and an enormous cloud of profound yellow merit slowly descended.

The amount of merit was staggering.

It was ten times greater than the combined merit from the Three Ancestors' creation of fire, houses, and clothing!

It was even close to half the merit from Nuwa's creation of humanity!

"Rumble!"

Merit poured down like a waterfall.

One tenth went to the Three Ancestors, stabilizing their Great Emperor Realm.

The remaining nine tenths transformed into a mighty river of profound yellow light and rushed straight toward Ye Xuan, who stood at the highest point.

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the merit filling the sky, his expression calm.

He chose not to absorb it to improve his cultivation.

He was already a Great Emperor, and the realm above that was the Mortal Immortal realm, comparable to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Forcefully piling on merit alone would leave hidden dangers.

"Take shape!"

At Ye Xuan's thought, the vast sea of profound yellow merit rapidly gathered behind his head, compressed, and began to spin.

Golden light blazed in all directions, illuminating the ages.

Gradually,

a huge, radiant golden wheel filled with boundless sacred aura took shape behind his head.

The Golden Wheel of Merit!

Within the wheel, countless Human Race ancestors seemed to be making offerings, while the seeds of civilization passed from one generation to the next.

Hanging there, it not only made Ye Xuan appear like a supreme deity, but also served as an absolute defense and deterrent.

All techniques were powerless against it! All evil fled before it!

In the Primordial World, anyone who dared attack someone bearing such a vast Golden Wheel of Merit would face the Heavenly Dao's frenzied backlash. At best, they would suffer cultivation deviation; at worst, they would be struck by Heavenly Punishment and reduced to ashes.

Even a Sage would have to weigh the karma before making a move against Ye Xuan.

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

He looked down at the hundreds of millions of Human Race members kneeling on the ground and cheering, then at the three Ancestors who had just broken through, their spirits high.

"The Human Race has risen."

Ye Xuan's voice was calm, yet it reached every one of the hundreds of millions of Human Race members.

On this day,

beneath Mount Buzhou, the Human Path's destiny soared into the sky, its golden radiance illuminating the Thirty-Three Heavens!

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, at Empress Wa's Palace.

This was a Sage's sanctuary, encircled year-round by streams of Chaos Qi. Violet mist swirled through the air, and an otherworldly silence and sacredness pervaded the place, as though it stood beyond the river of time.

Deep within the palace, a peerlessly beautiful figure sat cross-legged on a Cloud Bed, her eyes slightly closed as her spirit wandered through the Great Void.

She was none other than Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the Human Race.

Over the years, she had paid little attention to the lower world.

In her view, although the Human Race had been key to her attaining the Dao, its innate foundation was weak.

Without her protection, in a Primordial World teeming with the Ten Thousand Races and overrun by Fierce Beasts, merely managing to survive would have been difficult enough.

However, on this day,

"Boom!"

An immense destiny surged without warning from the lands of the Primordial Wilderness straight into the Nine Heavens. It even pierced through the Chaos Astral Wind beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, shaking the gates of Empress Wa's Palace.

Nuwa's sacred eyes, which held the sun, moon, and stars, snapped open.

A trace of surprise flashed in her gaze.

"This destiny... belongs to the Human Race?"

"How is that possible?"

She tried to divine the matter, only to find that the Human Race's destiny, once clear to her, had become as searing as oil at a rolling boil.

Nuwa gently waved her hand, parting the layers of mist swirling before her. Her gaze pierced endless spatial barriers and fell directly on the foot of Mount Buzhou.

In the next instant, even her expression changed slightly.

The Human Valley, once lifeless and regarded by her as a gathering of frail ants, was now bathed in brilliant golden light.

All 129,600 Innate Humans possessed the blood and vitality of dragons, their vital energy rising straight toward the heavens like smoke.

The three leaders, Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi, radiated an Extreme Dao Pressure that even surprised her.

That power belonged neither to the Heavenly Dao nor the Immortal Dao. It was the pure result of developing the flesh and will to their utmost limits.

What drew Nuwa's attention most was the white-clad youth standing atop the High Platform.

Ye Xuan.

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

The wheel turned slowly, its light of merit shining more brilliantly than some innate spiritual treasures.

The destiny of the entire Human Race had gathered in him alone, as though he were the embodiment of the Human Path.

"Seed the Self and excavate the treasures of the body..."

Nuwa murmured, a complex light flickering in her eyes.

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

"This child truly has great ambition."

Nuwa sighed softly.

She had thought Ye Xuan was merely a somewhat unusual Innate Human. She had never expected him to become the greatest "variable" of all.

Under his leadership, the Human Race was no longer a dependent of the Sages, left at the mercy of others. It had gained the means to stand on its own.

This change left Nuwa with mixed feelings.

She was glad that "her children had grown up," yet also felt the sadness of having "lost control."

But a Sage was still a Sage, and following Heaven's will and responding to the needs of all things were fundamental principles.

"Very well."

Nuwa shook her head, her beautiful eyes once more clear and serene.

"Since you have become the Human Emperor and led the Human Race this far, it must be Heaven's will."

"In that case, I shall give you another helping hand and confirm your status."

Nuwa turned her hand over.

A simple, ancient seal appeared in her palm.

The seal was carved from white jade and glimmered with a faint golden light.

Nine divine dragons of varied forms coiled around its knob, each so lifelike they seemed ready to soar into the sky at any moment.

The four sides of its base depicted the sun, moon, and stars; mountains, rivers, and plants; and scenes of the Human Race's ancestors farming, fishing, and hunting.

An Innate Supreme Spiritual Treasure—the Kongtong Seal!

It was the Human Race's foremost treasure.

Whoever wielded it could depose or appoint the Human Emperor and suppress the Human Race's destiny.

As long as the seal remained, the Human Race's destiny would not be lost. As long as the seal remained, the Human Emperor's position would stand firm, impervious to all techniques and untouchable by evil.

Even a Sage could not casually attack a Human Emperor holding the Kongtong Seal without incurring Great Karma.

"Go."

Nuwa tossed it gently.

The Kongtong Seal transformed into a streak of light, pierced through the Thirty-Three Heavens, and headed straight for the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Human Valley.

Ye Xuan was feeling the surging power within him when a sudden premonition made him look sharply toward the horizon.

A streak of purple-gold light shot across the sky like a comet chasing the moon. Carrying a vast, noble aura that seemed to share his very blood, it hurtled straight toward him.

"That is..."

The pupils of Ye Xuan's Double Pupils contracted sharply.

He did not dodge. Instead, he held out his right hand.

"Clap."

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

The moment the seal touched his hand, Ye Xuan felt as though he had taken hold of an entire world.

An indescribable sense of kinship welled up within him.

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

"The Kongtong Seal!"

Ye Xuan was overjoyed.

Of course he knew what it was.

It was the authority of the Human Emperor—the symbol of the Human Race's legitimacy!

With it, his title of "Human Emperor" would no longer be just a name. He had gained recognition from both the Heavenly Dao and the Sages.

From this day forth, anyone who wanted to touch him would first have to ask whether the Kongtong Seal agreed—and whether the destiny of the entire Human Race agreed!