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Time did not stop for anyone's will. The Human King grew ever older. As he aged over the years, some powerful demonic beasts began testing the waters. Yet after Wuma hurled the Spear of Destiny and successfully slew a powerful demonic beast, no one dared underestimate him again.

Even if the king had grown old, he would not tolerate provocation from others!

At this time, the Human Race's Central Ancestral Land was bustling beyond measure. People streamed back and forth, startling birds into chaotic flight. This was the grand sacrifice where Human King Wuma had summoned all his clansmen, as well as the final selection of the Human King!

The great affairs of a nation lay in sacrifice and war!

A statue a thousand meters tall stood at the center. It held the Spear of Destiny, supported the Tablet of Truth in its left hand, and had a ball of flame floating before its chest. The statue was jade-white, and beneath the sunlight, it filled everyone with awe.

Human King Wuma knelt before the offerings. Behind him, countless members of the Human Race also knelt with solemn expressions. Before the Creation God Statue, no one dared show disrespect!

As they worshipped, wisps of invisible white vapor rose from their bodies. Jiang Ping watched in surprise.

"What was that faint energy just now?" Jiang Ping asked.

"The Power of Faith," Creation Diary replied.

Jiang Ping nodded. It seemed the Power of Faith possessed great potential for exploration. No wonder there was a path of Faith Deification. Unfortunately, the Primordial World was ultimately only a Minor World, merely an experimental one of his own. Researching Faith Deification would have to wait until later.

However, Jiang Ping did not intend to reveal himself during this grand Human Race sacrifice. All things grew according to their ordained course. It was precisely because life was finite that people could strive even harder in the future!

The Human Race's grand sacrifice received no response from the Creation God. Wuma seemed to have been prepared for this. There was no anxiety in his expression, only regret.

"The sacrifice is complete. Lian Shan, Wuyou, step forward."

The two young men immediately rose excitedly. They were the candidate Human Kings who had defeated countless opponents. One of them, the more muscular young man, even looked at the other with a smile.

Human King Wuma was his ancestor. He had inherited Dragon Blood and possessed immense strength. This selection was already his to win!

The young man named Lian Shan appeared much thinner by comparison. His combat strength was not particularly great, but he had made it this far through his intellect.

Before the tens of thousands, Wuma carefully examined the two candidate Human Kings. He knew them both well. One was his descendant, born with Innate Divine Power and the tribe's greatest warrior.

The other was not physically strong, but he possessed considerable wisdom. He had even comprehended parts of the Tablet of Truth, translating the tadpole-like script within it and compiling it into the "Nine-Nine Song" for the clansmen to sing.

The clan elders beside Wuma discussed the matter heatedly. One represented strength, the other wisdom. Which should they choose? They had a headache over it as well!

"Human King, in my opinion, once you pass away, the surrounding overlords will surely covet us. If Wuyou inherits the throne and wields the Spear of Destiny, he will certainly restore the Human Race's former glory!" an elder said, cautiously glancing at Wuyou.

Wuma sighed inwardly. He knew the elder was only saying this because Wuyou was his descendant!

As soon as the elder finished speaking, the others also voiced their agreement. Most supported Wuyou!

Unexpectedly, Wuma suddenly raised his hand to silence everyone. "Each generation has its own duty. In my life, I carved through thorns and brambles, fighting a bloody path for the Human Race. Yet the Human Race has never relied on strength alone to stand upon this land. In terms of strength, demonic beasts far surpass us."

Wuma paused and looked at Wuyou, whose face had gradually turned pale. "Only through wisdom can we establish ourselves! Wuyou, step down first!"

Wuyou stepped back with a pale face. Even the normally composed Lian Shan's legs trembled slightly.

Wuma solemnly took out the Spear of Destiny and held the divine spear in both hands. "Lian Shan! I appoint you as the Second Generation Human King. From this day onward, you shall lead the entire race!"

Lian Shan solemnly accepted the inherited artifact. "Lian Shan shall surely follow the example of the former king, battle the beasts abroad, unify the entire race within, and ensure the Human Race endures even if I am ground to dust!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Watching the Second Generation Human King be born, the clan elders laughed joyfully. The others below erupted in cheers as well, and the entire venue seemed to tremble. Only Wuyou, his expression ugly, remained unwilling.

The Divine Tree cast down its radiance, enveloping Lian Shan as though it too were blessing the new generation's Human King.

On this day, the Second Generation Human King, Lian Shan, was born. Three Days Later, Human King Wuma passed away beneath the Divine Tree. Even at death, he stood straight and upright, gazing toward the distant horizon.

Wuma's death caused many races to covet the Human Race. Yet the Second Generation Human King Lian Shan was not to be underestimated either. He vigorously developed agriculture, planting the five grains and relieving the pressure on the warriors. Stable food supplies allowed the Human Race to erupt once again!

This achievement alone firmly secured Lian Shan's position as king!

Unfortunately, he was still young and lacked the prestige of the previous Human King. Wuyou refused to submit to Lian Shan's rule and led his followers far away. He took not only people, but also the Tablet of Truth!

Wuyou had originally wanted to seize the Spear of Destiny as well. Unfortunately, the Spear of Destiny was the Human King's inherited artifact, and Lian Shan never let it leave his hand day or night. Wuyou could only settle for second best!

The Human Race had split!

Yet by planting the five grains, the Human Race actually grew stronger! Their population exploded, and warriors no longer needed to hunt all day long. They began focusing their energy on studying breathing techniques.

Gathering the breathing techniques of the Myriad Races, Human Race warriors gradually developed different Cultivation Methods. Jiang Ping used his godlike perspective to examine the top-tier Human King Breathing Technique, and he also began trying to cultivate.

"Whew..."

Jiang Ping let out a long breath, exhaling a mouthful of true qi.

"It doesn't work?"

Jiang Ping could not sense any spiritual qi being absorbed. Could the breathing techniques gathered from the entire Human Race really be this terrible? Or was his aptitude simply too poor?

Only after asking Creation Diary did he learn that the problem still lay with the real-world Third Dimension. Reality contained almost no Extraordinary Energy that could be absorbed. It was like the mythical Age of Dharma's End. No matter how good the Cultivation Method was, it would be useless. After all, even the cleverest housewife could not cook without rice!

Jiang Ping could only hope to develop the world properly and wait for the Epochal Cataclysm to erupt, allowing biological energy to feed back to him.

In the Primordial World, Lian Shan exceeded Jiang Ping's expectations. He was actually even more formidable than Wuma!

Lian Shan tasted hundreds of herbs and identified the effects of countless medicinal plants. He continuously categorized and summarized them, not only greatly increasing the Human Race's lifespan, but also using medicine to assist cultivation. The Human Race's experts once again took the lead among the Myriad Races!

Lian Shan opened the Dragon Blood that had been sealed away for a hundred years and mixed it with Dragon Whisker Grass picked beside the dragon lair. Then he had the tribe's strongest warrior drink the potion. The Human Race expert immediately let out a roar, clutched his head in agony, and crouched down. Dragon horns actually grew from his head!

Faint, shimmering scales also appeared beneath his skin. The Dragon Warrior had been born!

The Human Race's strength increased severalfold at once. Lian Shan also began conquering the land, capturing powerful giant beasts and fusing the bloodlines of Supernatural Demonic Beasts. One formula after another for bloodline-fusion potions began to appear.

Watching from the outside world, Jiang Ping's eyes turned red with envy. "Do you think I can take these potions and fuse bloodlines too?"

Jiang Ping finally could not hold back from asking. He currently possessed only a Physical body. Though he held supreme authority over the Primordial World, in reality he was utterly weak. He had only recently escaped his subhealthy state.

"It is not recommended that you take bloodline-fusion potions."

Creation Diary dealt him a blow. "Although points can be spent to materialize medicinal herbs, casually taking potions can easily cause genetic collapse."

Jiang Ping also noticed that many people died after taking the potions. Those who survived underwent changes in appearance as well. If two dragon horns grew from his head now, someone would probably come knocking to investigate the very next day.

"It's better to be cautious." Jiang Ping suppressed his pounding heart and warned himself inwardly: You are the mighty Creation God. Why are you so excited over a little bloodline potion? What grand spectacle haven't you seen? There will be plenty of good things in the future. Composure! Composure!

Jiang Ping was only excited because it was his first time seeing such miraculous potions. After all, as long as he materialized the medicinal herbs and prepared them according to the formulas, he really could become extraordinary!

Still, Lian Shan's potential had exceeded Jiang Ping's expectations. He had thought the First Generation Human King Wuma was an unmatched hero, yet Lian Shan was actually greater still!

In the Primordial World, the number of Human Race experts exploded, and their lifespans nearly doubled!

The other ancient Myriad Races retreated step by step. Pegasus were also tamed by the Human Race, and from then on, the sky was no longer the domain of demonic beasts!

Griffins submitted, and even dragons were driven to remote cliffs to eke out a miserable existence!

Seventy percent of the land had been conquered by the Human Race. Before them stretched an endless ocean.

Lian Shan laughed wildly. "I have finally seen the World's End mentioned by the former king!"

By then, he was no longer young. Despite taking many precious potions, his hair had gradually turned white. Even so, his spirit remained lofty!

The First Generation Human King Wuma had crossed the land alone to reach the World's End, while Lian Shan had led his clansmen in conquering all the way there!

The historian could not resist recording the scene of the Human King gazing out over the sea. Without question, the Second Generation Human King Lian Shan had accomplished a great deed that even Wuma had not achieved. This was a historic moment!

"Men!" Lian Shan's thirst for knowledge was immense. Otherwise, he would not have achieved so much.

He wanted to determine whether the land beneath their feet truly was the World's End, and whether another continent existed beyond the endless ocean.

This was destined to be a journey with countless casualties, like Earth's Age of Discovery, where the road ahead was paved in blood!

Lian Shan led the tribe in building tools capable of racing across the ocean. They felled Giant Trees and hollowed out their trunks. The most primitive boats appeared!

Gradually, as adventurers vanished and later appeared on another stretch of land, the Human Race finally discovered that the depths of the ocean truly marked the World's End!

Ignoring the clan elders' objections, Lian Shan arranged his affairs and personally ventured across the ocean on his griffin mount. When he saw another familiar land, Lian Shan had no choice but to admit that the land where they lived was the only one in the world.

The first world map was personally drawn by Lian Shan. The world was round above and square below, and unimaginable super-giant beasts dwelled in the ocean depths.

Gazing at the star-filled sky, Lian Shan was unwilling to accept it. "Is this our world? Then where are the stars in the sky? Where does the Creation God reside? Could it be that He truly lives among the stars, beyond this realm?"

Looking at his head of white hair, Lian Shan knew his days were numbered. Despite taking many potions, he was already over a hundred years old and had entered his twilight years.

The fused potions were no longer as potent, and they had lost certain mysterious substances. He could not bathe his entire body in Dragon Blood and live a second life as Wuma had.

"I refuse to accept this! There are still so many unknown secrets in this world, and the Tablet of Truth has not been recovered. I refuse to grow old like this!"

Lian Shan looked into the night and declared stubbornly. Wuma had Wuma's path, and he too had his own path. He intended to live another life through his own efforts!

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