East Sea Coast
The tide roared like thunder beneath the heavy dusk.
The Martial Dao Heavenly Stele stood majestically upon the shore, crimson-gold light endlessly flowing across its surface.
The character "Martial" coiled like a dragon and crouched like a tiger, emanating a heart-palpitating Martial Dao Will.
There was no one beneath the Heavenly Stele. The nine Humanity Sages had long since departed.
Only the waves battered the shore, and only the sea wind howled.
Only the eternal silence remained.
"Buzz."
The void rippled soundlessly.
A Green Clad Figure slowly stepped out from the ripples and landed atop Heavenly Stele Peak.
Xuandu stood with his hands behind his back, his green robes fluttering lightly and his black hair cascading over his shoulders.
He lowered his gaze at the towering Martial Dao Heavenly Stele beneath his feet, at the crimson-gold radiance flowing across its body.
After a moment of silence, he raised a hand. The Chaos Bead slowly rose from his palm.
Forty-nine Chaos Restrictions flowed endlessly across the bead.
"Come out."
The three words fell like an evening drum and morning bell.
The Chaos Bead shone brilliantly, and a Chaos Light Pillar surged from it, descending directly before the Heavenly Stele.
Within the pillar, one figure after another slowly materialized.
They were humans, cultivators, the foundation accumulated over hundreds of millions of epochs.
The man at the front was broad and sturdy, with resolute features. Martial Dao Law surged around him like a tidal wave.
Golden Immortal of the Origin Peak.
Several dozen figures stood shoulder to shoulder behind him.
Their auras varied in strength, yet without exception, each emitted the distinctive fluctuations of Martial Dao Law.
There were as many as thirty-seven Golden Immortals of the Origin.
Farther back, densely packed figures continuously emerged from the pillar of light.