Before long, Sukhai arrived at the hall carrying the child. Zhunti was seated in front of Fuxi, yet Sukhai seemed unable to see him. He went straight to Fuxi and said devoutly, "This is my child. I ask the great seer to bestow a name upon him, so that he may be like a Roc soaring above the nine heavens, roaming freely across the grasslands!"
A loving look filled Fuxi's face. He slowly rose to his feet, took several steps forward, and came before Sukhai.
At close range, the dense power of fortune surrounding the child shot straight into the clouds. A murderous aura of blades and battle lay between his brows. Fuxi said, "This child is a lion galloping across the grasslands. He will surely endure boundless slaughter in the future. He will inherit your grand ambitions, press ever onward, and roam freely across the lands of Hong Huang!"
Fuxi's voice was gentle, like spring breezes and fine rain, quietly seeping into one's heart. He looked at the child, his expression turning solemn. "Today, I bestow upon you your true name: Borjigin Temujin!!"
Zhunti, seated nearby, could no longer remain still. He stood and walked over to Sukhai, his face filled with compassion and his bearing solemn and dignified. In a grave voice, he said, "This humble monk shall also bestow a blessing upon you!"
Hunyuan bestowed a true name, and a saint bestowed the source of blessings. This was unprecedented throughout the entire history of Hong Huang.
In an instant, winds and clouds churned through the sky, and countless demons howled at the heavens. Within the nearby Ten Thousand Mountains, beast after beast turned its gaze in this direction, lowering their bodies and bowing their heads.
Golden phantoms of Buddha after Buddha appeared in the Void. Sanskrit chants