At the foot of a mountain in the Xuantian Secret Realm stood a cluster of blue-brick houses built in an old-fashioned style. Chickens, ducks, and geese roamed nearby, along with several big yellow dogs and a few cats. The peaceful rural scene left anyone who saw it feeling calm.
It had been a hundred thousand years since the Martial Ancestor Xuantian returned to the present world.
At that moment, he was sketching a painting at his desk.
Though newly made, it looked ancient. It carried a trace of the Innate, as though chaotic origin power flowed across its surface.
At the center of the painting was a human figure of perfect proportions. Its many hidden features—meridians, acupoints, Sea of Consciousness, and energy sea—were all laid bare. Their circulation revealed countless mysteries of the human body.
Xuantian reached out and pulled a human-shaped piece of jade from the void. A huge character for "human" was inscribed upon it.
The jade was exquisitely formed, as though crafted by nature itself, without a trace of human workmanship. It had no face or features, only a smooth blank surface, yet its entire form radiated the grandeur of the Human Ancestor.
The character on its blank face was even older and greater. Countless mysterious auras emanated from that single word.
Humanity truly held boundless mysteries. Countless races lived throughout the Heavens and Myriad Worlds: the God Race, the Witch Race, the Demon Clan, immortals, Buddhas, the Dragon Race, and many more. Yet humans had the greatest potential.
A human could become a god, an immortal, a demon, or a saint with a single thought. In an instant, a human could also take on countless forms.
When Xuantian wrote that character and sent it into the painting, the painting's aura surged to an unimaginable height. As