Supreme Primordial Era: With a Single Command, All Transmigrators Are Recalled!
Chapter 4

Transmigrators of the Myriad Heavens, Heed My Call and Rescue the Human Race!

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And now they had heard something even worse.

Not only were they to be refined, but they were to be used as consumable materials on a continual basis.

This was beyond mere malice.

"Of course there are those who govern us—Empress Nuwa, Emperor Fuxi, the Grand Supreme Sage, Old Ancestor Hongyun, and others. If not for their protection, our human race would have long since been destroyed."

"The fact that we can now maintain the Great Tang Empire as the human race's inherent territory is already an immense blessing!"

"With sages protecting us above, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors below leading the human race in tireless self-improvement, we have only achieved today's state because of them. Young people like you truly need to work hard!"

Zhou Yuan and the others' discussion began to affect even more people.

At this moment, someone with ulterior motives chimed in and said these few words.

Hearing him, many people nodded in agreement.

Indeed.

The human race was weak and insignificant before the demon race that dominated the world.

Under such circumstances,

the human race had not been directly penned up by the demon race as cattle, horses, and livestock—entirely kept in captivity.

Instead, there was only an invasion once every hundred years. That truly could be called an enormous blessing.

Yet no matter how one listened to such "blessing," there was an inescapable sorrow beneath it.

Hearing everyone's words and seeing their expressions, Zhou Yuan felt a pain in his heart that defied description.

But Zhou Yuan quickly pulled himself together.

Pain was pain.

He could not drown himself in it.

Empty words and blaming heaven and earth were useless.

In such a dangerous world,

whether for the human race or for himself, he had to raise his strength.

Without strength,

let alone saving the human race from this sea of suffering,

even his own life could be lost at any moment.

"For over ten thousand years, the demon race's invasions have only lingered around the Great Tang borderlands. Today, they actually headed straight for Luoyang... I'm afraid something major has happened in this Primordial World..."

"Divine Capital Luoyang lies in the heartland of the human race, with hundreds of millions of our people living here. Once the city-protecting grand formation is breached, the consequences will be unimaginable!!"

"Anyone with cultivation, hurry and reinforce the city defenses!"

Voices kept rising from all around.

Many people arrived, then swiftly left again.

Clearly, just as they had said, they were going to reinforce the city defenses.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan did not possess even a trace of cultivation.

He could not make any contribution.

But after thinking it over, he felt that he could not waste time.

Ignoring the surrounding clamor, he sat cross-legged on the spot and began circulating the cultivation method the old man had taught him, attempting to cultivate...

Transmigrators of the Myriad Heavens, heed my command and save the human race!

The reason Divine Capital Luoyang was called the Divine Capital was naturally because the human race had painstakingly built it.

Its spiritual energy was abundant, no less than that of an ordinary blessed grotto-heaven.

Zhou Yuan sat down cross-legged where he was and cultivated with his eyes closed.

Seeing what he was doing, the others nearby

all took the initiative to move a little farther away, allowing him to cultivate with greater peace of mind.

For a hardworking youth,

at a time like this, everyone would show greater tolerance.

That was only natural.

Zhou Yuan paid no attention to the changes in the outside world.

He focused entirely on cultivation.

Time passed second by second.

Gradually, Zhou Yuan felt as though a vortex had formed within his body.

The vortex revolved, constantly drawing the surrounding spiritual energy into his body.

It was then purified and refined, becoming a genuine strand of Mana.

Just as the first strand of Mana formed and Zhou Yuan was about to open his eyes and stretch,

he suddenly sensed a strange pearl deep within his mind.

The pearl lay submerged in the depths of Zhou Yuan's mind.

When Zhou Yuan had possessed no Mana and could not perceive his true self,

he had been completely unaware of the pearl's existence.

But now that the first strand of Mana had formed within Zhou Yuan,

and the essence of his life had undergone its most basic, yet most crucial transformation,

the pearl could finally no longer remain hidden.

"How could there be such a pearl inside me?"

Zhou Yuan was astonished.

He focused his mind and sensed toward it.

The instant Zhou Yuan's senses reached it,

he seemed to see endless illusions.

The illusions were so dazzling and complex that they seemed to form an enormous kaleidoscope.

Countless lights and shadows swirled and shifted within it.

Even Zhou Yuan could not make out what they truly were.

Though he could not see their exact forms,

there was one thing he could be certain of.

That was, within this kaleidoscopic scene that gathered together and changed without end,

every single image carried an incomparably profound and weighty aura.

If he had to describe it,

Zhou Yuan felt that what he was seeing was not some intricate spectacle at all.

It was world after world, shining like stars.

There were simply too many worlds.

They shifted too quickly.

That was why they were densely piled together, making them difficult for Zhou Yuan to distinguish.

"What exactly is this?"

As Zhou Yuan sensed those initial illusions, he was both shocked and excited.

After all, it was such an extraordinary thing,

and it carried an instinctive affinity with him.

No matter how he looked at it, it was not a bad thing.

His thoughts raced.

At last, Zhou Yuan's divine sense settled upon the pearl itself.

And in that instant,

understanding dawned upon Zhou Yuan.

"So my transmigration was not accidental."

Zhou Yuan murmured.

Indeed.

His transmigration had not been the result of random fortune.

It had been directed by this miraculous pearl.

The pearl had brought him to this Primordial World.

Realizing this, Zhou Yuan naturally hastened to sense it further.

Then Zhou Yuan came to understand the pearl's abilities.

It was a divine artifact that allowed living beings to transcend the limitations of their original worlds and enter the Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

In other words, it was essentially a transmigrator-making machine.

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