The Human Race Is Born
Mount Shouyang.
Ever since Nuwa traveled the world and comprehended the secret to becoming a saint, she knew that her merit in becoming a saint lay in creating a new race, but she never knew how to create it.
On this day, she came to a clear spring at the foot of Mount Shouyang. Seeing her own reflection in the water, Nuwa had a flash of inspiration, and then the Primordial Violet Qi also began to pulsate.
Nuwa instantly realized that her current form was the Innate Dao Body, taking the form of the Great God Pangu.
All living beings in the Primordial World who cultivated and transformed themselves took the form of the Great God Pangu, which is the Innate Dao Body.
"If I were to create a race that is born with Innate Dao Body, it would be a great act of merit."
Nuwa thought to herself, "And this race, which is born in the form of Pangu, probably wouldn't be lacking in cultivation talent."
With all her thoughts clear, Nuwa had a sudden realization. She raised her jade hand, took a piece of soil, mixed it with some spiritual water from the spring, and molded it into a clay figure in her own image...
After some experimentation and research, she came up with the wondrous uses of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and obtained the Three Lights Divine Water, thus preparing everything.
After some time, through Nuwa's meticulous carving and careful shaping, the first Innate Human Race in the Primordial World was born.
The moment it was born, it was filled with wisdom. Its 42,000 pores opened wide, automatically absorbing spiritual energy. In a short time, a vortex of spiritual energy was formed, sweeping up the essence of heaven and earth. Auspicious light and radiant energy descended from the heavens, rolling like a tide, surrounding its body.
"Greetings, Holy Mother." The first Innate Human Race, upon seeing Nuwa, immediately bowed in greeting.
"Yin alone cannot produce, Yang alone cannot grow; only when Yin and Yang are combined can they truly reproduce and thrive."
Nuwa looked at her creation with satisfaction, and then she began to mold the second Innate Human Race.
There are both men and women.
After a while, Nuwa became more and more skilled and no longer shaped the gourd by hand. She realized the wonderful use of the Innate Gourd Vine. Holding the vine, she dipped it in the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and with a forceful flick, the fluorescent lights instantly transformed into living beings.
The vines cast countless shadows, stirring up the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. As they trembled, countless humanoid beings fell to the ground. After a short while, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was used up, and everywhere one looked was densely packed with Human Race.
Men and women each make up half.
However... this batch of Human Race, spun out of Gourd Vine, looks rather rough, not as perfect as those sculpted by hand.
"Greetings, Holy Mother!"
"Greetings, Holy Mother!"
Tens of thousands of Human Race shouted in unison, bowing and expressing their gratitude to Nuwa.
Looking at the newly born Human Race, Nuwa's face lit up with joy. Then she raised her head and said to the heavens, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Nuwa, feel that the Primordial Land lacks vitality, and have created the Innate Dao Body that are human. From this day forward, the Human Race shall stand!"
As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, the Primordial World was struck like a thunderclap from a clear sky, and the endless void exploded with a loud bang.
Heavenly Dao, moved by the will of Heaven, roared thunder that shook Primordial World primordial world, Merit Golden Light stretching for trillions of miles illuminated the boundless universe.
The overwhelming aura of merit flowed down like a waterfall, its flames and fragrance mingling into a torrent of dark yellow that surged toward Nuwa.
She revealed her true form, spread her arms, raised her serpentine tail, and her eyes were solemn and dignified, as if praying to the heavens, sacred and uninterrupted.
Boundless merit entered her body, enveloping Nuwa like a golden sun. The Primordial Violet Qi within her body rapidly dissolved, and her aura steadily increased.
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering aura emanated from Nuwa, vast and boundless, spreading throughout the entire Primordial World.
An immeasurable pressure emanated from Nuwa, transforming into a vast heavenly might that made all living beings in the Primordial World gasp for breath.
They were familiar with this aura; including the time with Ling Xiao, this was the third time.
"The power of becoming a saint!"
In Mount Buzhou, inside the Pangu Temple, the Ancestral Witch, who had just landed, was contemplating the future and thinking about how to annihilate the entire demon race when he suddenly sensed this aura.
Dijiang jumped to his feet, looking around in shock. "Who... who has become a saint?"
As the aura grew increasingly vast and familiar, the faces of the Ancestral Witch darkened, as if they had lost their parents, for they now knew whose aura it was.
"Nuwa has become a saint!?"
"How is this possible!" Zhurong roared, utterly unable to accept this fact.
The joy of the previous moment vanished completely.
They thought that with Ling Xiao gone, they would be invincible.
As a result, Nuwa became a saint.
This is the Demon Emperor of the demon race! If she becomes a saint, wouldn't she wipe out the entire Witch Clan?
What's the point of even fighting?!
"Which brother just said he wanted to wipe out the demon race?"
I hope you'll keep your word!
The Ancestral Witch looked at each other, filled with impotent rage and trembling fear.
"Brother! What should we do?" Gonggong looked at Dijiang and asked with a grim expression.
Dijiang sat slumped, his hands outstretched, without saying a word.
Silence speaks louder than words here.
Now that they have lost three brothers, even their greatest reliance Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation, is useless. Facing Sage, they have absolutely no chance of victory.
Some of the Ancestral Witch had already begun to examine the Pangu Temple, pondering whether they should return to heaven and pretend they had never come back.
I ran into my nemesis Cheng Sheng as soon as I got back. This is too exciting!
"It was so nice floating in the sky, which beast pushed us back?"
At this point, they couldn't help but wonder, having lost their minds, they started looking for scapegoats everywhere.
"No! We still have hope!" Dijiang suddenly stood up, excitedly saying, as if he had just thought of something.
"What hope?" All the Ancestral Witch looked over in unison, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.
"We worship the Father God and beg for Father God blessing!" Dijiang said, each word distinct, his face becoming solemn.
This is one of the two paths to sainthood for their Witch Clan.
The first path—to dominate heaven and earth and collect the legacy of the Father God —is no longer viable.
Fortunately, they still have another path to take.
"That's right, how come I didn't think of that!" Xizi slapped his thigh and said in surprise.
The remaining Ancestral Witch also showed joy, their gloom dispelled.
"Prepare yourselves, let's worship the Father God!" Dijiang announced loudly, then looked at the severed limbs in the hall and continued.
"Let's gather Zhu Jiuyin, Jumang, and Rushou and carry them to Mount Buzhou. Perhaps the Father God has a way."
"Yes, brother!"
The Ancestral Witch responded in unison and began to get busy.
When Nuwa's aura of sainthood swept across Mount Yujing, the Three Pure Ones were both shocked and stunned, their bodies almost numb.
"I never imagined that Nuwa would be the first of the six disciples under the Dao Ancestor to achieve sainthood?"
Yuanshi's face turned ashen; his shock, anger, and humiliation were no less than when he ascended to sainthood in Ling Xiao.
Because they were all disciples of the Dao Ancestor, and Nuwa was their junior sister.
Now, this junior sister has actually surpassed her senior brother.
It was still three senior brothers.
If this gets out, it's practically a slap in the face to the Three Pure Ones.
It's understandable that he's inferior to Ling Xiao, that's barely acceptable, but now he's even inferior to Nuwa, who comes from the same lineage. How do you explain that?