Primordial: I Was Exposed After Hiding for Eons

Never could they have imagined that the Human Race possessed such boldness of spirit.

Truly beyond all expectation.

If the Human Race survived this great calamity without perishing, From now on, the Primordial Chaos Land would surely be ruled by humans.

This was the first time the Human Race truly stood upon the grand stage of the Primordial Chaos, appearing before the mighty beings.

A single thought surged in the hearts of all mighty beings:

If the Human Race does not fall in this tribulation, they shall endure for all eternity...

Until this very moment, the Female Sage within the Wa Imperial Palace remained utterly silent...

Everyone sighed—after all, she was a sage.

Truly without joy or sorrow, her state of mind like unyielding stone, flawless and impenetrable.

Even with the Human Race like this, it still failed to move Nuwa in the slightest...

The Human Race Leader, Suirenshi, put away the massive cleaver in his hand, stood between heaven and earth, and declared in a clear voice:

"All sons of the Human Race, hear my command—straighten your backs! Our race was born of heaven and nurtured by earth, with no ties to any other. Our status is supremely noble. Beyond heaven and earth, we bow to no one else. Whoever cannot keep his back straight, beware—I'll cut him down with one swing of my blade!"

Though his voice was not loud, it drifted unhurriedly across the entire Primordial Chaos.

Every human and every mighty being heard it with perfect clarity.

In that moment, every single human straightened their backs.

Their eyes turned especially fierce.

The vastness of the Primordial Chaos held no more fear for them.

The aura about them also began to shift.

What had once been a cowering, timid disposition now suddenly blazed with surging blood energy, fearless advance, and unyielding resolve...

The transformation of countless humans directly affected the boundless Primordial Chaos.

Above the Primordial Chaos, winds surged and clouds churned, the atmosphere shifting again and again.

Many who witnessed the changes in the Primordial Chaos could not help but admire the Human Race's spirit.

At this time, another leader of the Human Race, Youchaoshi, spoke:

"Elder Brother speaks truly. Our race was born of heaven and nurtured by earth. Every one of us is a hero, every one of us stands tall and unyielding. How could we fear those filthy Great Witches? Or those beastly Demons?"

"From this day forward, they are the eternal enemies of the Human Race. See one, kill one. See two, kill a pair."

At these words, the humans across the Primordial Chaos burst into roaring laughter.

The sound was immense, shaking heaven and earth.

The events of this day had already driven the Human Race to utter despair.

Either perish in despair, or rise from it.

The Human Race had clearly chosen the latter.

As the saying goes, without breaking, there is no building anew.

Through this ordeal, the Human Race had been reborn, like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Just as the leader had said, every human was a hero standing tall and unyielding.

How could they fear those beasts that had cultivated into spirits, or those filthy, foul Witches?

As the humans' laughter roared across the land, The faces of the Witch Race and the Demon Race turned ashen...

They had been mocked by insects—by mere humans?

If this could be endured, what could not?

Immediately, many Great Demons and Great Witches charged straight toward the Human Race leaders, Vowing to slaughter them utterly!

But the Human Race, now reborn from the flames, no longer feared those former beasts...

"Form ranks... meet the enemy..."

"Form ranks... meet the enemy..."

Many venerable elders of the Human Race called out, commanding the warriors to layer themselves in protection around the leaders.

Every human drew their waist blades and swords.

Every human burned with fighting spirit.

Every human radiated surging blood energy.

Every human bore the majestic might of heaven.

The Demon Race?

Merely beasts that have gained sentience.

The Witch Race?

Merely filthy, blood-stained refuse.

What is there to fear?

Just at this critical moment, a clear, resonant voice suddenly rang out across heaven and earth:

"From this day forward, the Human Race is under my protection. Who dares to make a move?"

At these words, countless beings in the Primordial World were instantly struck with shock.

The Human Race has me as their guardian—who dares to strike?

This sentence still echoed and rippled through heaven and earth.

Many were intensely curious.

Who exactly had such audacity?

Though the Human Race had now risen with their own unyielding spirit, they had also offended both the Witch Race and the Demon Race.

Even more, they had offended Nuwa Sage!

Faced with this situation, this person still dared to speak out and protect the Human Race.

Did this person wish for death?

Or did they truly have the backing to not fear the Witch-Demon Two Races?

Even if unafraid of the Witch-Demon Two Races, did they not fear Nuwa Sage as well?

One must know that the Human Race had thoroughly offended Nuwa by now.

To step forward and protect the Human Race at this moment—wasn't that courting death?

Who exactly was this person?

To possess such bold courage?

Countless Great Powers scanned the Primordial World, seeking to find this person...

Just as the Primordial Great Powers were searching, a ripple of spatial distortion suddenly appeared in a void above the Primordial World.

A figure then stepped forth.

The moment this figure appeared, an unmatched pressure suddenly erupted outward, completely suppressing those Great Demons and Great Witches charging toward the Human Race.

Sensing this aura, the countless Great Powers of the Primordial World instantly changed expression.

One by one, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

It was impossible for them not to be terrified...

Because every living being in the Primordial World clearly felt the pressure of a Sage emanating from this person...

This person... was a true Sage.

Who exactly was this person?

An unfamiliar Sage?

Everyone swallowed hard, struggling to lift their heads and gaze upward.