Over the years, Lin Tian had cultivated tirelessly, always taking the revival of the Human Race as his guiding purpose and traveling ever farther along that road.
Thus, the arts of the sovereign's Dao had long since seeped into his very marrow without his noticing.
When he severed his corpse and became a Quasi-Saint, these things naturally revealed themselves, reflecting what lay deep within his heart.
Now, as strands of sovereign Dao laws circulated, Lin Tian gradually began to exude the bearing of a Human Sovereign.
The majestic air of one before whom the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands bowed in submission, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands paid homage to his tasseled crown, was beginning to emerge.
In the past, the Human Sovereign had ruled the Primordial World. Who among the myriad races had dared disobey? Sadly, after the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Yu the Great had tamed the floods and made the realm a hereditary possession. Then, with the War of the Investiture of the Gods, the Human Race had fallen into utter decline.
Across all the lands bounded by the seas, there was no longer anyone who held the exalted seat of Human Sovereign. The Human Co-ruler could only call himself the Son of Heaven.
Now Lin Tian was reviving the Human Race. He did not confine himself to Great Tang alone, and tens of thousands of cultivators now served under him. He himself had also broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm.
Such flourishing strength had finally given him the makings of a Human Sovereign.
Just as Lin Tian returned to Jixia Academy and began nurturing the Kongtong Seal, the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, far away in Fire Cloud Palace, had already sensed it.
However, Heavenly Sovereign Fuxi was still in seclusion, while