Fuxi Appears! The Thunder-Fire Tribe

The Duke of the East yearned for it, filled with boundless ambition. He only needed to recover a portion of his cultivation—not too much, just enough to reach the Daluo Golden Immortal.

It wasn't difficult for him.

At that time, he will seize the Human Emperor, and the prospect of Sage will be within reach.

With his own resources and methods, no one in the Human Race could possibly surpass him; they would all become mere stepping stones to his peak, reduced to mere supporting characters.

Just as the Duke of the East was envisioning the future.

A powerful Human Race called Fenggun Tribe has welcomed a new leader.

This leader was none other than Fuxi had been reincarnated long ago.

Like many other great beings, Fuxi was one of those who witnessed extraordinary celestial phenomena.

His birth mother was named Huaxu, and she was a woman who couldn't sit still.

Once, while on an outing to Thunder Marsh, I discovered a large footprint.

Out of curiosity, Huaxu stepped on the large footprint and immediately felt as if she were being entwined by a snake, which led to her pregnancy.

This is how conception occurs through innate interaction, and many innate beings conceive their next generation in this way.

Huaxu was pregnant for twelve years. When Fuxi was born, there were extraordinary celestial phenomena and great fanfare. The people of the Fenggun Tribe believed that the child born to Huaxu was extraordinary.

After Fuxi was born, he could walk in three days and speak in five days. He was intelligent and quick-witted from a young age and could remember everything he saw.

Thus, when Fuxi grew up, he took over the position of leader.

Fuxi gradually regained his memories of his past life, which left him bewildered and confused, as he inexplicably became human.

Next, Nuwa guided Fuxi aware of his mission.

Fuxi himself was also skilled in calculation, and he quickly realized that this was his opportunity.

Now, as the leader of the tribe, Fuxi feels an even stronger sense of mission.

Now the problem is, Fuxi feels he should do something, but after wandering among the Human Race all day, he still can't figure it out.

Fuxi didn't know was that Ziwei had already done what was supposed to be his job.

When Fuxi became the leader of the tribe, he was like a salted fish, full of energy but with nowhere to use it.

Life gradually lost its color.

"Fine, since there's nothing else to do, I'll just have to fight for supremacy..."

On this day, Fuxi suddenly let out a long sigh, and an astonishing light flashed in his eyes.

Having been a powerful figure among demons in his past life, and now living as a human, he naturally possesses extraordinary spirit.

Human Race currently leaderless, and the entire Human Race is striving for the throne of the Human Emperor.

Since he has been reincarnated as a human, he naturally comes with a mission.

Thunder-Fire Tribe, a newly emerging Human Race.

"Damn it, I've finally mastered the Fifth Stage Profound Technique! The Human Race body is truly useless!"

In the tribe, a muscular, burly Human Race was complaining with dissatisfaction.

This burly man was none other than Qiangliang.

Beside him stood another muscular, burly man, Zhurong.

They were extremely tall, almost twice the size of Human Race.

This is thanks to the Nine-Turn Profound Art Technique they practice, which makes them not only tall but also very powerful.

It's practically evolving into another species.

After Qiangliang and Zhurong were reincarnated, they were quickly awakened thanks to the care of Houtu.

After awakening, it didn't take long for the two to join forces and conquer a large territory, creating a tribe named after their attributes— Thunder-Fire Tribe!

Even after being reincarnated as humans, Qiangliang and Zhurong did not abandon the ways of the Witch Clan.

They especially enjoy conquering territories.

The Thunder-Fire Tribe, though established only recently, quickly gained considerable fame, becoming known to surrounding tribes...

The Thunder-Fire Tribe has two "monsters," each three zhang tall and three zhang wide, capable of devouring a person in one gulp. Moreover, one can control thunder, and the other can control fire, making them extremely terrifying.

When they fight, they're practically inhuman.

One person can wipe out a medium-sized tribe.

Upon hearing what Qiangliang said, Zhurong slowly spoke.

"Although the Human Race body is ordinary, we have a primordial spirit. We can not only cultivate our physical body, but also cultivate the Dao and use magical treasures, which our Ancestral Witch bodies do not possess."

"The fifth stage of the Nine-Turn Profound Art is equivalent to the Golden Immortal realm. Combined with our abilities, this realm is already invincible."

Zhurong was full of confidence; in his eyes, the Golden Immortal realm was no different from that of an ant.

However, among the Human Race today, they would be considered top experts, except for those from Mount Shouyang, of course.

"Hehe, you're right. I can't wait to go and snatch a few magical treasures to use."

Qiangliang grinned, eager to try it out. He never thought he would have a day when he could use a magic weapon.

They're already this strong; if they use their magic weapons, they'll be virtually flawless from head to toe, inside and out. How can their opponents possibly survive?

"You should think about it first. With your current level of cultivation, you have no right to be arrogant."

We are no longer what we used to be.

Zhurong retorted mercilessly, saying that he was a man who knew his own limitations.

"Forgot, forgot, do you still think you're Ancestral Witch?" Qiangliang chuckled sheepishly, temporarily dismissing the thought from his mind.

"Let's keep a low profile for now and find the reincarnations of Xingtian and Dayi."

"Houtu, my sister, has instructed us to compete for the Human Emperor, and she has also told us that the Sages have placed their pawns among the Human Race."

"This means we are not without adversaries; they may be lurking in the shadows, observing our every move."

Zhurong spoke slowly, his face thoughtful, and he unusually began to analyze with his wisdom.

There's nothing we can do about it; it's just the two of them. Can we really rely on Qiangliang?

"Then I'll do as you say, and keep a low profile for now."

Qiangliang nodded and said casually, completely forgetting his previous high-profile territorial expansion.

On the Human Race land, such situations are constantly occurring, with powerful beings being reincarnated one after another, and those beings who are inexplicably cast into the Human Path.

There are also pawns planted by the saints.

As time goes by, they are gradually awakening and regaining their previous memories.

Fire Cloud Cave, the former abode of Hong Yun, is a rare Blessed Land in the Primordial World.

At this time.

Ziwei was sitting upright in the cave, meditating in a state of deep concentration, seemingly motionless and isolated from the world.

But they are fully aware of the major events happening outside.

Now, the Fire Cloud Cave is protected by restrictions placed by Laozi, further limiting Ziwei's actions.

In response, Ziwei stated that they would intensify their efforts and completely disregarded the issue.

Recently, he could clearly feel that the fortune of the Human Race was constantly increasing.

Although wars frequently occur among Human Race, this cannot stop their fortune from rising; everything is developing upwards and becoming increasingly prosperous.

When he reaches the pinnacle, that will be the moment he becomes a saint.

"According to the master, if I succeed and become a spokesperson for Human Path, then for me it would be an unparalleled opportunity, even surpassing that of Sage."

"It's really something to look forward to..."

Ziwei thought to herself, a subtle smile appearing on her lips.

Having gone through many hardships, he has matured and become much more composed.