Yellow Dragon withdrew his gaze from Fire Cloud Cave.
He turned around and saw Xuandu still standing where he was.
His body had not moved in the slightest, yet complicated emotions still churned within those ever-gentle eyes.
Yellow Dragon stepped forward, raised his right hand, and casually placed it on Xuandu's shoulder.
The force was slight, but it made Xuandu turn slightly toward him.
"Stop dwelling on it." Yellow Dragon's voice was calm, as if he were discussing the most ordinary matter. "If Fuxi did not enter Fire Cloud Cave, the entire Human Race would have only one Human Emperor. So long as the Human Race's providence remained tied to Fuxi, a second Human Emperor could never be born."
Xuandu's eyelids trembled slightly. Slowly, he turned to look at Yellow Dragon.
"So that is why..." Xuandu's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"That is why Fire Cloud Cave was separated from the Primordial World," Yellow Dragon finished for him. "Fuxi is already a Sub-Saint. His very existence gathers the Human Race's providence. Without sufficient providence, a new Human Emperor cannot be born."
"Fuxi entering Fire Cloud Cave appears to be imprisonment, but in truth, it is a severing of Fuxi's providence from that of the Human Race. Fuxi remains the Human Race's Heavenly Emperor, suppressing its providence so it does not scatter. But once the Human Race's providence is no longer monopolized by Fuxi alone, it can nurture the next Human Emperor."
He paused, his gaze settling on Xuandu's face. "Everything Eldest Martial Uncle and Lady Nuwa have done was so that the Human Race could give birth to a second, then a third Human Emperor. Fuxi understood this, which was why he left so cleanly and decisively. You should understand it too."
Xuandu fell silent for several breaths. His gaze returned