As Wang Shi looked at the Human Race Fortune before him, he inexplicably felt an intense sense of familiarity and warmth.
Wang Shi frowned. The feeling was so real.
Just as he had said, there was definitely something wrong with the Human Race's fortune.
Up in the sky, that tangible community of shared destiny had been formed from the condensed fortune of the Human Race.
And beside that vast mass of fortune was a miniature, dragonlike living being.
"Strange. This is truly strange."
Wang Shi reached out, trying to touch that fortune.
Unfortunately, he could not grasp anything at all.
Just as he stood there looking bewildered,
Fuxi came before him.
"Fellow Daoist Stone Spirit, what exactly happened? Has something gone wrong with our Human Race?"
His face was full of confusion.
To be honest, the Primordial World was already in chaos, and battle after battle had tangled it into an even greater mess.
Although nothing serious had happened to the Human Race, seeing Wang Shi so agitated left him somewhat helpless.
At that moment, Wang Shi pointed into the air.
"The entire Human Race is now in a special phase. If we can seize this opportunity, perhaps we can soar into the heavens in one leap."
Why was the Human Race unaffected by sinister entities? Was its fortune truly protecting it? Clearly not.
In an instant, a staggering thought flashed through Wang Shi's mind.
At that moment, he finally understood.
It was the awakening of the Human Race's collective will. Only such an awakening could free the Human Race from the world's influence and obstruction.
And when he thought carefully about those unusual beings, surviving while surrounded by them had been no easy feat for the Human Race.
Wang Shi frowned.
He looked up at the sky. He knew