In the Central Star Domain, within an incomparably silent starry sky, a resplendent and magnificent grand hall floated in the void. Above its gates hung a plaque of pure gold.
Upon the plaque were three striking characters: Human Ancestor Hall.
Any cultivator with discerning eyes who saw this would be utterly horrified.
For this was where the true foundation of the Human Race lay—the Human Race Hall.
The gathering place of the Human Race's strongest experts, the very root of the Human Race within the Star River Cosmos.
Yet at this moment, within the Human Ancestor Hall, three elderly men sitting quietly in meditation suddenly opened their eyes. A trace of surprise flashed through their aged gazes.
"Fortune is surging. Someone is mobilizing the Human Race's fortune."
The elder seated at the very center spoke in a puzzled tone.
Then, after turning to look at the Kongtong Seal resting upon the altar behind him, he became even more puzzled.
The Kongtong Seal had not changed, and all three of them were here. Then who else could possibly mobilize the Human Race's fortune?
"It is the Human Emperor Sword left outside. The Human Emperor Sword is mobilizing our race's fortune."
The elder on the left spoke gravely.
"Should we retrieve the Human Emperor Sword? It is, after all, the supreme treasure of our Human Race's fortune. It is not good for it to remain adrift outside like this."
The elder on the right spoke as well.
All three old men were here, and the Kongtong Seal had shown no change. Aside from those, the only thing capable of mobilizing the Human Race's fortune was the Human Emperor Sword.
The sword once wielded by the Ancient Human Emperor.
Back then, the Human Emperor had been favored and acknowledged by the Human Dao,