The Human Race Teacher

Chu Yan spread his arms and shouted:

"In today's battle, the Human Race has displayed its brilliance perfectly. Through this fight, we have told every living being in the Primordial World that the Human Race cannot be bullied. We have fought for a sliver of hope for survival, but whether we can hold it depends on all of you working together."

A golden phantom slowly rose.

The Human Race Destiny began to gather.

"All endless living beings of the Primordial World, listen well. I, Chu Yan, the first of the Innate Human Race in the Primordial World, hereby declare to all under Heaven: I, Chu Yan, shall be the Human Race Teacher. The Human Race will be guarded by me, the Human Race will be taught by me. While I live, I will surely develop the Human Race and clear every obstacle in its path. When I die, I will transform into the soul of the Human Race, protecting its peace for ten thousand generations. Heaven, Earth, Human, Ghost, and God bear witness to this—."

As the words fell, the Human Race Destiny surged instantly.

"We pay respects to the Human Master—."

The one hundred thousand Innate Humans knelt. The Human Race Destiny began to rise, replenishing the destiny that had been consumed.

"We pay respects to the Human Master—."

Across the Primordial World, countless living beings knelt toward Chu Yan.

Rumble...

The Human Race Destiny boiled over completely.

In the blink of an eye, the consumed Human Race Destiny was instantly refilled.

"Congratulations to the Human Race for birthing a Human Master."

Countless Great Powers offered their congratulations, though some were merely adding flowers to brocade.

Rumble...

The Human Race Destiny broke through its original height, rising another full notch.

This was the sliver of hope the Human Race had fought for, and now it was time to reap the reward.

Buzz—

Suddenly, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, from the Ancestor Witch Divine Hall.

A vast golden light burst forth.

Illuminating billions of kilometers in an instant.

"The Witch Race Destiny has risen."

"Just as expected. The Witch Race staked everything to help the Human Race. Now that the Human Race has gained power, how could the Witch Race not benefit?"

"From now on, the destinies of the Human Race and the Witch Race are linked. In this world, if anyone still wants to touch the Human Race, they'll have to think twice."

The Witch Race—even Saints were unwilling to provoke them. As for these small fry, they dared even less.

The endless Great Powers of the Primordial World drooled at the sight. With such vast destiny, if it were given to them, wouldn't they become Saints on the spot?

In the Demon Heavenly Court, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi saw this and flew into a rage.

"Damnable Human Race, bullying us demons too far—!"

Pfft—

They spat blood from sheer fury.

Damn it. First, the Human Race had forced the Demon Saint to swear an oath, cutting off the Demon Saint's chance at Sainthood.

Then they helped the Witch Race break the Zhou Tian Star Dou, driving the Demon Race's destiny to rock bottom.

Finally, Nuwa became a Saint and stabilized the destiny, only for the Human Race Destiny to skyrocket.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi felt their faces burning with humiliation.

"Senior Brother, this Human Race destiny has affinity with our Western lands."

Jieyin and Zhunti were also consumed with greed, but they dared not act, only drooling from afar.

Yuanshi's chest heaved with anger. How could such a weak, ant-like race possess so much destiny?

Nuwa was even more furious, spitting blood three times. Such immense destiny, and she had lost the greater half of it.

If the Human Race had acknowledged her position as Holy Mother, all this destiny would have been hers.

But Chu Yan had cut her off, leaving her only a fraction of the merit from creating humans.

This only made Nuwa hate Chu Yan even more.

"No, this matter cannot end like this. I have already become a Saint; I must find a way to reclaim it."

Too bad Chu Yan couldn't hear this, or he would have sneered.

If Nuwa did nothing now and quietly stopped stirring trouble, she would continue to enjoy the destiny from creating humans.

But if she kept causing trouble, she might end up losing the bait while trying to catch the fish.

Meanwhile, Tongtian felt a sudden clarity in his spiritual platform.

"This is... Human Race Destiny?"

Tongtian was greatly shocked. He hadn't expected to gain benefits himself.

That was right. He had staked everything to set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation and helped the Human Race—that created Karma with them.

How could the Human Race not repay?

Moreover, this battle had only strengthened Tongtian's conviction in his own Doctrine.

But Chu Yan's final words began to shake Tongtian's heart.

Could he truly be wrong?

Crackle...

Suddenly, thunder rang out in a clear sky.

Boundless golden light descended, rushing straight toward Chu Yan.

This sight made countless Great Powers' expressions shift drastically.

"How can this be? Chu Yan is already like this, and yet the Heavenly Dao still bestows merit?"

"Heavens, so much of it—this is even more merit than when Saint Nuwa created humanity."

Everyone watched, drooling with envy.

Yet Chu Yan only let out a cold snort:

"Hmph, mere Heavenly Dao merit dares to act presumptuously? It seems you took what I said as a fart?"

At these words, the countless Great Powers of the Primordial World were thunderstruck.

Such audacity.

They saw the golden giant above Chu Yan's head suddenly throw a punch.

"Scatter for me—."

Boom rumble...

Heaven and earth shook, and the terrifying merit was instantly scattered by Chu Yan's fist.

Holy shit...

All the Great Powers paled in fear—how dared Chu Yan do this?

"Boom rumble..."

The sky instantly darkened, rolling thunderclouds pressing down black and heavy, as if about to strike Chu Yan dead.

Chu Yan was not to be outdone; the golden giant stood proudly against the heavens.

"The Human Race's matters are for the Human Race itself to decide. We need no one else's pity."

Now that the Human Race had finally carved out a sliver of hope, accepting the Heavenly Dao's merit would undo all their previous efforts.

This Heavenly Dao merit was like a drug—the more you took, the more addicted you became, until you couldn't live without it.

Of course, even more than that, it was about Karma.

According to the Heavenly Dao's scheme, once the Human Race accepted this merit, even just a little, they would be completely bound by the Heavenly Dao's calculations.

After proclaiming this to the Primordial World, Chu Yan led his people away.

Before leaving, he glanced at the last clump of Nine Heavens Soil.

After a moment's thought, he grabbed it directly.

"Nine Heavens Soil, a product of Chaos. Heh heh, Hongjun, I'll prepare a surprise for you."

The Shore of the East Sea was riddled with scars from this battle.

Looking at the devastated land of the East Sea, Chu Yan sighed.

It seemed he would have to go to Buzhou Mountain after all.

Though the Human Race's Destiny was strong, their strength was weak. If every battle consumed the Human Race's Destiny, even if they were the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth, they would eventually wither away.

This was not something Chu Yan wished to see.

Moreover, although the previous battle had summoned the Human Way Golden Dragon, it had also damaged the Human Race's foundation, which would take a long time to repair.

"Alas, the Human Way was already born late, and now it will be even later. For the sake of the Human Race's sliver of hope, the Human Way Golden Dragon forcibly descended its projection. Though the Human Race's chance for survival has opened, the Human Way's foundation is damaged. Who knows how many years it will take to awaken."

Still, for now, it was still the Witch-Monster Tribulation, and the Saints had not yet fully attained Sainthood. With some careful planning, this could be remedied.

It seemed this Witch-Monster Tribulation was destined for the Human Race to join the battle.

Shaking off his thoughts, Chu Yan waved his hand:

"Let's go. To Buzhou Mountain."

The Primordial Human Race began its great migration, and in an instant, countless races were terrified into immediately clearing the way.

When the various Great Powers saw this, they too promptly ordered their underlings to never provoke the Human Race.

Some even went so far as to offer aid to the Human Race when necessary.

On one hand, they were truly afraid—the Human Race Teacher was a madman, someone who directly participated in the Chaos Demon God battlefield.

On the other hand, they also wanted to build a good relationship, after all, the Human Race Destiny was truly mouthwatering.

Thus, Chu Yan's journey went smoothly, with some other races even taking the initiative to help.

However, Chu Yan refused them all.

This was the Human Race's first step into the Primordial World, and also the path of the Human Race's rise.

It needed to be completed by the Human Race themselves.

A fine sword is honed from grinding; the plum blossom's fragrance comes from bitter cold.

Without harsh trials, how could the Human Race grow strong? And how would they be worthy of controlling their own destiny?