Ancient secrets.
That group of humans came from no one knew where, and no one knew where they were going. When they arrived, their momentum was immense; each possessed vast divine abilities, able to turn their palms into clouds and flip their hands into rain.
They established their own faction, called the Heavenly Court.
They led the masses to this place. From then on, a new race appeared upon this primordial land—the Human Race, also known as the Immortal Race—sheltered by the Heavenly Court.
At that time, the Heavenly Dao had not yet been born in this world. The Great Dao was muddled and chaotic. A great talent of the Heavenly Court used a supreme secret art to steal Great Dao fragments and nurture a new Heavenly Dao with them, setting a cycle of reincarnation for this world. Only then could it flourish for ten thousand generations.
Yet the affairs of the world were ever-changing, and a catastrophe came without warning.
Such a colossal power vanished overnight. The palaces were empty, and all that remained of the Human Race were some old, weak, sick, and disabled people, along with that half-formed Heavenly Dao.
No one knew what had happened that night. Yet overnight, the Human Race, once the most prosperous race in this world, became the most destitute.
Then, after who knew how many tens of thousands of years, the Heavenly Dao emerged. The moment it descended, it possessed intelligence, and by some unknown method, it deceived the Great Dao and was able to endure.
Only, every so often, it had to reincarnate, washing away the aura of the old days before returning anew. Its strength would inevitably surge greatly.
After endless ages, the current situation had come to be.
The Twelve Ancestral Shamans each guarded one region of heaven