"May Heavenly Emperor Fuxi and Earthly Emperor Shennong bear witness."
A cloud of fire slowly appeared in the void.
Within it, a world unfolded. Mountains, rivers, settlements built against the hills, adjoining fields of spirit crops, and countless humans working among them came clearly into view.
Before a distinctive thatched hut, two figures stood side by side.
Fuxi was as lean as ever. He held a jade slip, his eyes full of approval.
Shennong stood beside him, dark-skinned and barefoot, leaning on a medicinal hoe.
Together, they nodded toward Xuanyuan.
"Xuanyuan shall be the Human Emperor."
The two Human Emperors spoke at once, one voice clear as celestial music, the other deep as bells and drums.
Those five words rang out from Fire Cloud Cave and struck the river of Human Race fortune, sending up towering waves.
The river of fortune surged. The Heavenly Dao had recognized him. The sages, the Holy Mother, the Totem, the three ancestors, and the two Human Emperors had all recognized him.
Every gaze converged on the figure atop the Altar, clad in an imperial robe of dark gold.
Across the boundless land, countless humans cried out together.
"Human Emperor!"
"Human Emperor!"
Their cries carried the heartfelt wishes of every human. Swept up by the river of fortune, they became a mighty torrent that crossed the endless void and poured into Xuanyuan.
Threads of intent rose from the heads of all who shouted "Human Emperor Xuanyuan!"
Veterans of the Youxiong Tribe, new farmers of the Jiuli Tribe, humans on the shores of the East Sea—tribe, birth, and cultivation made no difference.
At that moment, they all offered the purest strength of their Human Race fortune to their emperor.
As the torrent poured into him, Xuanyuan's aura changed abruptly.
Three Great Luo flowers appeared above his