Ever since the Heavenly Dao began watching the Human Race, he had discovered more and more of their strengths.
The Human Race was fair, just, loving, united, and kind.
Yet humans were also adept at infighting, embroiled in endless conflicts. They appeared harmonious on the surface, but beneath it, their struggles never ceased.
But no matter how fiercely they fought among themselves, once outsiders appeared, even mortal enemies could unite to resist them.
This was a race both contradictory and powerful.
Their means of passing down their legacy was also unusual. Most races in the Primordial World relied on teachings passed from generation to generation or inherited through their bloodlines.
But the Human Race was different.
Humans were better at recording and drawing conclusions.
They recorded what they encountered, distilled useful experience from it, and wrote it down in books to be passed on endlessly.
The advantages of doing this were plain to see.
As long as the books were neither discarded nor damaged, their legacy could continue forever.
Moreover, whether they recorded cultivation methods or experience, they could make countless copies, so there was no fear of losing them.
With the special materials found in the Primordial World, the books they produced could be preserved for an exceedingly long time, passing down their knowledge for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Strength after strength had considerably changed the Heavenly Dao's view of the Human Race.
Yet at the same time, he was deeply worried.
The Human Race had already revealed its future potential.
If they truly became the greatest race in the Primordial World, would any other race still have room to survive?
The future of such an outstanding race was limitless.
If Fuxi established the human path, sages would likely emerge among the Human Race.
Then