Cangjie Creates the Literary Dao, and the Human Race's Exotic Treasure, the Kongtong Seal!

East Sea Coast.

Towering waves surged and crashed.

Cangjie sat cross-legged on the earth. Above his head, the rules of the Three Thousand Divine Script churned, seemingly poised to unfold endless mysteries.

"Myriad Heavens Celebration Cloud, go!"

Dong Wanggong seemed to realize something. He immediately sent the Great Dao Exotic Treasure flying toward Cangjie, while boundless Righteous Qi resonated with the Three Thousand Divine Script.

In the void!

The River of Time unfolded, and countless sages and wise men of old emerged from within it, continuously merging into Cangjie's body.

Within his meridians, his vast magical power surged with boundless strength. The Righteous Qi in his chest was incredibly rich, making Cangjie appear supremely sacred.

Winds and clouds shifted, and myriad wonders unfolded.

The Three Thousand Divine Script gathered in the air, seemingly about to create a mighty power.

"Where does the Human Race's path lie?"

Cangjie's primordial spirit burned furiously. The aura of a Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal spilled out, the Great Luo Three Flowers shimmering with Purple Light, while the five energies in his chest flowed in an endless stream.

Ever since witnessing the Human Race's tragedy, Cangjie had wanted to do something for his people, to become the guardian deity of his fellow tribesmen.

Space froze at that moment!

Spiritual Qi thickened, rules appeared, golden light blazed, and divine resonance filled the air.

Suddenly, it was as if Cangjie had been enlightened. The final barrier shattered, and his mind became clear as he understood everything.

The Three Thousand Divine Script had finally taken shape.

A single character—"human"—floated at the Top of the Sky.

Opening his eyes, Cangjie rose to his feet. His gaze was razor-sharp as he looked toward the Human Race beings all around him.

"Heaven moves with vigor; the Human Race must strive without