The Root of Conflict Among the Ten Thousand Races!

Upon the Extremely Cold Land, the Innate Ancestral Bear and Innate Ancestral Lion both assumed their true forms and engaged in a bloody slaughter with utmost savagery and primitiveness.

You clawed at me, I lashed at you with my tail. You opened your jaws and tore into my shoulder; I roared and clawed out your ass...

It was as though their minds had been clouded by baleful aura and their reason eroded by killing intent. They were nothing but pure beasts, without the slightest trace of enlightened lifeforms.

And it was not merely the two of them. Even their clans had fallen into a state of frenzied slaughter.

More than a dozen red-eyed white bears and male lions among them seemed to regard every living being around them as mortal enemies.

Whether the other party was of their own clan or not, so long as they were within attack range, they would charge without hesitation.

They would not stop until there were no living beings left around them—or until they themselves perished.

"Fellow Daoist Di Tian, what is wrong?"

Seeing Di Tian stop and stare silently at the battlefield below for a long while, Wang Shu asked with concern.

"I was thinking about why they became like this."

"Logically speaking, the Tribulation has already passed. Now is the time for heaven and earth to recover, and for the Ten Thousand Races to flourish."

"Even if there were conflicts, they should not have escalated to this extent."

Hearing Di Tian's doubts, Wang Shu also frowned slightly and fell into thought.

With the end of the Ferocious Beast Calamity, the number of lifeforms in the world had already plummeted to an extreme low.

All living beings were actively developing.

Unless they encountered a crisis that threatened to exterminate their race,

bloody and brutal slaughter of this scale would rarely break out.

The Innate Ancestral Bear Clan and Innate Ancestral Lion Clan were clearly evenly matched. Without outside interference, neither could possibly wipe out the other.

Yet in the North Sea, where cultivation and survival resources were plentiful and there was no threat of extermination,

the two sides had still fought to such a state. It was truly baffling.

Di Tian had always adhered to the principle that less trouble was better than more.

Thus, he did not take the initiative to interfere with the slaughter between the two sides.

Only after they had tired of fighting and each returned to their ancestral lands with their clans did he choose to pay them a visit.

"I am Di Tian, Master of Ziwei Emperor Star. I have come to visit today. Please have the Innate Ancestral Bear come out and meet me."

As the wielder of heaven and earth's orthodox authority, Di Tian was known to nearly every ancestor-level lifeform through the Heaven and Earth Inscriptions contained within their inherited memories.

Upon hearing that he had come to visit, the Innate Ancestral Bear did not dare delay in the slightest. He immediately transformed into human form, hurried out from the ancestral land, and respectfully knelt before Di Tian.

"Innate Ancestral Bear Xiong Gang greets Lord Di Tian. I did not know you would honor us with your presence and failed to welcome you from afar. I beg you not to take offense."

Di Tian nodded slightly at Xiong Gang's attitude, then asked why they had gone to war with the lion clan.

"It is all that mongrel big cat's fault. He cannot control his own clansmen, and they are always insulting and provoking us for no reason."

"I only went to teach him a lesson in order to protect my clansmen."

"It was only because tempers flared later on that things ended up as they had just now."

Upon hearing this, a trace of doubt rose in Di Tian's eyes, though he did not reveal it.

One side's words could not be trusted blindly. Only by hearing both sides could he determine the truth.

After having Xiong Gang summon the clansmen who had first caused the conflict and questioning them carefully,

Di Tian immediately took Wang Shu to the Innate Ancestral Lion Clan, where they met its clan leader, Shi Zong.

After hearing the reason for their war and locating the clansmen who had first caused the conflict, they conducted a thorough round of questioning.

The two of them were dumbfounded on the spot.

Before learning the truth, he and Wang Shu had made several guesses.

The blood feud of a murdered child, hatred over plunder, grudges between elders...

Yet to their utter surprise, none of their guesses were correct!

The reason the two clans had gone to war was simply because their juniors could not understand one another's language while handling trivial matters.

Their words, expressions, and gestures had all seemed extremely agitated.

The other side had taken this as provocation, leading to small-scale clashes.

As conflicts of this sort grew increasingly frequent, Xiong Gang and Shi Zong came to believe that the other side was deliberately picking a fight.

They then led their entire clans into battle, intending to teach the other side a lesson.

What happened afterward was much the same as Xiong Gang had described. They had truly fought in earnest and could no longer hold themselves back, eventually turning the situation into

what he and Wang Shu had witnessed.

"Isn't this just a real-life case of chickens and ducks talking past each other?"

After learning the full sequence of events, Di Tian did not leave immediately.

Instead, he gathered Xiong Gang, Shi Zong, and the few clansmen who had first gotten into conflict—the direct bloodline descendants of the two of them.

Using his Divine Sense to envelop everyone, he explained the true cause of the war to them in full detail.

When Xiong Gang and Shi Zong learned that all their losses had stemmed from their descendants being unable to understand each other's words,

they immediately revealed unconcealable embarrassment.

After all, the reason was simply too ridiculous.

As lifeforms in the Grand Yi Golden Immortal realm, they had actually started a great war because they could not communicate.

This was no longer a matter of how many clan resources or clansmen they had lost.

It was a question of whether there was something wrong with their brains!

"Thank you, Lord Di Tian, for enlightening us. In the future, we will certainly investigate the cause clearly and never again go to war for such a laughable reason!"

Seeing that the two clans had realized their mistake, Di Tian did not linger any longer. He took Wang Shu and continued traveling through the North Sea.

However, what he had never expected was that over the next several thousand years, incidents like this occurred one after another.

Whenever they encountered a large-scale racial war, seven or eight times out of ten it was because the two sides could not understand each other's language. Their conflicts accumulated until they finally erupted into a war involving their entire clans.

"It seems this is the root of the conflicts among the Ten Thousand Races in the current Primordial World!"

The Primordial Myriad Races stood in great numbers.

When each race was first born, the first batch of lifeforms it produced would receive inherited writing unique to their own race.

Even if the writing systems inherited by some races appeared similar, when spoken aloud, they could carry an entirely different meaning to the other side.

As for the Innate Sacred of heaven and earth, the inheritances they received all pointed directly toward the origins of Law.

What they spoke and wrote were Heaven and Earth Inscriptions.

Any enlightened lifeform could generally understand and read them.

Naturally, there would be no situation where chickens and ducks talked past one another.

"According to the original course of events, Kun Peng seemed to be the first to concern himself with this issue."

From the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth until the Demon Race, which encompassed countless races and lifeforms, gradually became active in the Primordial Wilderness,

Kun Peng, as an elder of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court,

noticed by chance that after the Ten Thousand Races formed communities and multiplied, distinctions between Innate and acquired lifeforms gradually emerged.

Compared to Innate Lifeforms, lifeforms born later were clearly inferior by more than a single level. Their divine abilities and spells all had to be personally passed down by their ancestors.

If their ancestors died unexpectedly midway through, their race's inheritance would suffer a break. If they encountered a disaster too great,

they might even lose the chance to cultivate and grow, slowly losing their intelligence and becoming beasts that knew only how to eat raw flesh and drink blood.

After discovering this, Kun Peng continuously pondered a solution.

Since it concerned inheritance, he had to begin with the bloodline.

To leave an inheritance within the bloodline, they needed to form an independent system, one unique to the Demon Race that could be engraved deep within the soul.

As his thoughts became increasingly clear and time gradually passed, Kun Peng finally developed this system and named it writing!

From then on, Demon Script was born from Kun Peng's hands.

After creating Demon Script, Kun Peng immediately spread word throughout North Ming, teaching it to all the demons of North Ming before having them spread it across the Primordial World.

As Demon Script became widely circulated, the Heavenly Dao sensed Kun Peng's contribution toward the integration of the Ten Thousand Races.

It immediately bestowed a vast amount of Merit as a reward.

After absorbing a portion of the Merit, Demon Script directly fused into the souls of the Demon Race.

From then on, the Demon Race's fortune soared. In gratitude for Kun Peng's contribution, the demons honored him as the Master of Ten Thousand Demons.

After the Human Race became the protagonist of heaven and earth, its strength was too weak. It could not understand the Heaven and Earth Inscriptions, found Demon Script obscure and difficult, and did not know the writing of the Ten Thousand Races.

They simply could not cultivate and could only allow themselves to be slaughtered by other races.

Only when the Human Race's sage Cang Jie created simpler Human Race writing did the Human Race gain the possibility of embarking upon the path of cultivation.

The Heavenly Dao sensed Cang Jie's contribution and promptly bestowed Merit upon him, making him the Progenitor of Human Culture.

From then on, the Heavenly Dao Merit obtainable from creating writing was completely divided between Kun Peng and Cang Jie.

"By that logic, it seems I can replace Kun Peng and become the Originator of the Literary Path for the Ten Thousand Races of heaven and earth!"

"And since the Heavenly Dao has not yet fully developed at this time, the Merit I obtain is very likely to be pure Heaven and Earth Merit without the imprint of the Heavenly Dao's will!"