The chiefs of the many Human Race tribes were dumbstruck when they heard the news.
Then they began cheering loudly.
"Long live the Demon Emperor!"
"Nonsense! The Demon Emperor is immortal. How could he live for only ten thousand years?"
"The Human Race is invincible! Our fortunes have turned!"
"We should offer worship to the Demon Emperor. He has been far too good to the Human Race."
At this critical moment, the Human Race had received so many supplies.
It could be said that the Human Race now had hope of rising.
Fuxi quieted the clamor. "Guangchengzi and the others have been opposing our Human Race all along. And those Four Fierce Gods, emboldened by their far-reaching reputation for ferocity, actually joined in as well. They are simply courting death."
"Today, the Demon Emperor has helped us by sending so many supplies. This is an opportunity for us."
"Since you no longer need to go out and risk your lives, all of you must cultivate diligently here and strive to break through your current realms as soon as possible."
"And there is something I must say. The art of formations is part of the foundation of our Human Race's strength, and it is also an excellent means of preserving our lives. You must study it diligently. One day, it may become our most powerful weapon against the Demon Race."
Afterward, Fuxi began guiding the Human Race in the study of formations.
Zhao Gongming and the others were bored out of their minds.
The Human Race was simply too weak. They struggled to learn many things that seemed exceedingly simple.
After all, their comprehension was limited. Many things, whether obvious or obscure, never even occurred to them.
At that moment, the Golden-Winged Great Peng stepped forward.
"The Human Race is recuperating