A Great Dream Spanning Thousands of Autumns; One Day, I Awoke

Kunpeng spoke in a low voice, a strange light flashing in his eyes, perfectly matching his sinister face.

These words struck a chord with Guiche, who, sharing the same understanding as a bird of prey, showed a change in expression and spoke.

"I have a feeling that Empress Wa created humans, it was for the benefit of my demon race. She foresaw this calamity for the demon race and deliberately left herself a contingency plan."

"This explains why the Empress Wa doesn't interfere in the affairs of the demon race. She wants us to become independent and grow stronger through tribulations. Only in this way can we become a powerful race!"

After some contemplation, Guiche felt it made perfect sense and wholeheartedly agreed with it.

Kunpeng glanced at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips, then took a step forward and walked towards the Human Race land.

The Guiche paused for a moment, then quickly followed.

They were strolling through their own backyard, or perhaps a fenced-off hunting ground.

Soon after the protection Human Race ends, this vast Human Race land will become a paradise and hunting ground for Ten Thousand Races, where they can be slaughtered at will.

"Let me test just how miraculous the essence of Human Race blood truly is."

Near a tribe, Kunpeng stopped and said with a chuckle.

"Peng Emperor, is it really wise to make a move now?"

Guiche said hesitantly.

"It's alright, it's just taking a little bit of their essence and blood; it won't take their lives for now."

Kunpeng looked unconcerned, then raised his hand and pointed. Several people working in the distance were instantly frozen in place, suspended in the air, and then streams of blood oozed from their seven orifices.

These Human Race had no idea what was happening; their eyes were filled with terror, and their souls trembled with pain.

It's like cutting kidneys without anesthesia.

"Stop!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out, and along with it, a man flew in from afar, surrounded by a purple halo, exuding boundless nobility.

"Huh?"

A hint of curiosity flashed in Kunpeng's sinister eyes, but he remained unmoved.

"Who are you? Release them at once!" The newcomer was none other than Ziwei. He was on high alert, and the aura unintentionally emitted by Kunpeng and Guiche made him feel uneasy.

"Interesting, such a small Human Race, yet they have Mystic Immortal)?"

Kunpeng casually collected the essence blood, then said with great interest.

This level is merely a low-level existence for their demon race, but among the Human Race, it is quite extraordinary.

In less than ten thousand years, he cultivated from a mortal to Mystic Immortal), a speed that even he couldn't help but admire.

With that thought, Kunpeng gently flicked his finger, and the people whose blood he had drawn flew away, their fate unknown.

"Hateful!"

Ziwei's expression changed slightly, and a surge of anger rose within him. Regardless of whether he could win, he immediately launched an attack on Kunpeng.

"Heh, you're nothing but an ant, how dare you lay a hand on me!?"

Kunpeng shook his head and smiled, his gaze indifferent. His hands behind his back remained motionless, and he sent Ziwei flying with just his aura, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground.

"So powerful!" Ziwei's face turned pale, she was completely disoriented, and her eyes revealed a look of horror.

The opponent injured him without even moving; the disparity in skill was devastating.

"You ignorant fool! If I hadn't chosen not to kill, you would have died ten thousand times over!"

"Fine, fine, I'll spare your life."

Kunpeng said calmly, still somewhat wary of Nuwa's divine might, and did not want to kill anyone during the protection period.

"Haha, Human Race brat, you're lucky. On another day, you'd be nothing but bones by now," Guiche laughed, glancing at Ziwei before looking away with utter indifference.

They wouldn't even bother with ants.

Having achieved their goal, Kunpeng and Guiche had no interest in exploring any further, and disappeared one after the other into the vast land.

What the two demons didn't notice was that, as they left, a divine sense that had been constantly monitoring the area also slowly withdrew.

Ziwei lay on his back on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, as if he had lost his soul. At this moment, images flashed through his mind.

Shortly after Kunpeng injured him, it was as if a mechanism within his body had been triggered, unlocking his shackles, and his entire being began to transform.

A short while later, a large seal engraved with Qilin appeared, followed by a ruler wrapped in Chaos energy.

A powerful and vast aura emanated from Ziwei, rising steadily until he broke through to the Golden Immortal.

At that moment, a glint of light flashed in Ziwei's lifeless eyes, and it was as if a point of light exploded in his mind, creating the world and giving birth to all things.

"A dream spanning millennia... only today do I realize who I truly am."

Ziwei revealed a smile that seemed to come from another world.

At this moment, he finally regained his memories of his past life and found his true self. The events and memories he had experienced over the past few thousand years merged with those of his past life without any sense of incongruity.

"I am Ziwei, and I am also Human Race!"

Ziwei slowly stood up, grasped the Qilin Seal and the Primordial Measuring Ruler in her hands, stroked them once, and then put them into her body.

These two magical treasures accompanied him through his reincarnations and births, only finally appearing upon his awakening.

Like a precious companion, it evokes a sense of inexplicable closeness.

Afterwards, Ziwei stored the two magical treasures into her body, looked up at the high-hanging sun, and then bowed deeply.

Although he has not awakened over the past few thousand years, all his experiences and observations have deeply moved Ziwei.

"Ziwei Child, you have finally awakened."

Just as he was pondering, a grand voice suddenly rang out in Ziwei's mind.

"Master! I have rediscovered my true self, but it seems a bit late," Ziwei said with some shame. It took him thousands of years to awaken, such a slow pace was truly unacceptable.

"It's alright. Do you remember what I told you before you were reincarnated?" Ling Xiao's voice rang out again.

"I remember, but I still don't quite understand how to walk my own path, and how to attain sainthood."

Ziwei asked with a distressed expression.

I understand, but it seems I don't fully understand.

It always felt like something was missing, like the water was there but the channel wasn't quite there.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's voice echoed in his mind, uttering two words.

"Luck!"

"Luck?" Ziwei's expression shifted, her gaze changing, and then her eyes lit up, as if she had found a clue.

This is not hard to understand; the so-called fortune is naturally related to the Human Race.

"Gather the fortune of Human Race and walk the path of destiny; this will be your future path."

"With the prosperity of the Human Race, your attainment of the Primordial Origin will no longer be difficult."

Ling Xiao continued, saying that in his previous life, Ziwei was stuck at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm and had not yet broken through to the Quasi-Sage.

Neither the Slashing the Three Corpses nor the Path of Laws is suitable for him; this is what is commonly known as the opportune moment not yet arriving, a mystery beyond comprehension.

Upon hearing this, Ziwei nodded heavily to the air and said earnestly, "I know what to do!"