With their help, Zhao Fu finally let out a sigh of relief. The lightning that followed grew ever more terrifying, an aura of destruction spreading through the sky. Feeling that dreadful pressure, everyone's hair stood on end, and none dared take a single step closer.
In the end, they barely managed to withstand it, though all of them suffered some injuries. Blood stained the corners of their mouths, and their auras were chaotic and weak.
But everything they had paid was worth it. The humanoid phantom finally condensed into a solid form, becoming a mature, beautiful woman with long raven hair, blue star-like eyes, and a blue palace gown. She carried an air of maternal gentleness.
"Thank you, Zhao Fu."
Having condensed into a physical body, the woman faced Zhao Fu with a faint, gentle smile. Those were the first words she spoke.
As the phantom became solid, every phenomenon, including the lightning, slowly vanished. The dark clouds dispersed, revealing a blue sky. Birds chirped merrily, butterflies fluttered among the flowers, and the world returned to peace.
Hearing this, Zhao Fu was somewhat surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood.
The woman before him was part of the world's consciousness. Zhao Fu could be said to have received great importance from the world consciousness; otherwise, he would not have become a Defender of the Way. Naturally, the woman knew Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu smiled faintly and said, "Then what should I call you? Ancestor of Humanity? God of the World? Or Mother Earth?"
The woman chuckled. "Since you have become my master, give me a new name!"
Zhao Fu was rather surprised. He had not expected the woman to accept her identity so quickly, without the slightest trace of resentment. She had once been the ruler of humanity, controlling