"Clack!"
With that final sound, the two stones collided violently!
Between the clashing stones, a tiny spark appeared!
It was just like the first beam of light that pierced the darkness.
The first ray of dawn to shine into the shadows!
That spark landed where the two wooden sticks crossed!
It ignited the scattered blades of dry grass laid over them!
Fire.
Blazed!
One of the Three Ancestors of the Human Race, the first patriarch of the innate human race, Suiren Shi.
A Human Dao Saint, a half-step primordial Daluo Golden Immortal!
Was born!
Within another bank of ethereal clouds.
The humans who now possessed fire lived far better than those before them!
At least they no longer had to huddle together like a ball.
Or stare anxiously around them, fearing that some savage beast or jackal might charge out nearby!
But their lives had not improved all that much.
Though they had fire.
The caves the Human Race lived in were terribly damp, after all.
Even if fire could temporarily dry the moisture from the ground, it still treated only the symptoms, not the root cause.
Many of their people could no longer maintain their body temperature. Bitter winds lashed their naked bodies, and great numbers of the acquired human race fell ill and died!
At this time, another middle-aged man sat at the cave entrance. He did not seem particularly old, yet his hair had already turned gray.
Behind him were his sick tribespeople, and his face was steeped in sorrow.
He stared at a tree beside the cave, at the nest in its branches and the fledglings crying hungrily for food!
Suddenly, inspiration seemed to flash through his mind!
Ignoring the darkness that still shrouded the nighttime forest, he plunged headlong into a dense stand of