Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 117 The Supreme Ruler of Humanity, Emperor Fuxi

This world is vast and ancient, with a trace of primordial chaos within it.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Pangu and Nuwa all exist. In this ancient world, besides the Nine Provinces, the Celestial Realm, and the Otherworld, there are countless other worlds.

There is also a most special world, the One True Realm!!
This world has abundant resources; it is a top-tier existence even among all the heavens and myriad realms.

Whether it's another world, the Nine Provinces, or the Celestial Realm, they all contain endless world origins, in addition to the existence of the One True Realm.

Although it's not quite as good as the Great World of Ferocious Beasts, it's not far off, and it's much better than the previous Western fantasy world.

The highest beings in this world are emperors and kings, who, if converted to the primordial era, would be quasi-saints.

But this is the limit of what this world can reach.

Saints cannot be born.

Apart from the One True Realm, no other world can support an emperor or king.

This is a flaw in the world, something that even emperors and kings cannot remedy. Emperors and kings who leave the One True Realm will ultimately be obliterated by the Great Dao and by the world itself.

Xiao Chen spent three days inheriting the Heavenly Dao Stele.

Xiao Chen awoke from the inheritance, and golden divine runes of the Great Dao appeared in his eyes before fading away.

Xiao Chen returned to his own world, and the cultivation method inherited from the Heavenly Dao Stele was firmly imprinted in his mind.

"These are all true," Xiao Chen murmured. He was now an Ancestral God, and he was following the path of cultivating both the Ancestral God and the Stone Man.

Their knowledge and experience are naturally quite extensive.

He didn't believe that people from another world would use something like this to deceive him, and besides, he wasn't exactly a big shot in Kyushu.

They are not worthy of being schemed against by those stone kings and supreme ancestors from other worlds.

Xiao Chen: "Your Excellency, what should I do now?"

Yuan Meng: "It's up to you."

Xiao Chen: "Your Excellency, what is your purpose?"

Xiao Chen said with a solemn expression, he did not believe that someone like Yuan Meng would go to such lengths to provide these things for the group members without expecting anything in return.

Yuan Meng: "Merge the worlds. Afterwards, I will merge your world with my world."

A hint of shock flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. A fused world?
Xiao Chen felt a little heavy-hearted, wondering how exactly the fusion would occur—whether it was through absorption or something else.

Yuan Meng: "This is also a tremendous benefit for the beings of your world, just like when you ascended from the mortal world to the Nine Heavens World of Living Beings. Do you understand now?"

A glint of light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes; he understood what was being said.

However, he also harbored a hint of suspicion, unsure of Yuan Meng's motives.

Looking at the "fate" function in the chat group, Xiao Chen still chose not to look. He was afraid, afraid that what Yuan Meng said was true.

If he were to foresee the future and cause the ancestral gods of the Nine Provinces to fail in their schemes, he would not be able to forgive himself. Now, Xiao Chen had a vague feeling that the ancestors of the Nine Provinces had laid out a grand plan that would last for eternity.

"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time. Someone like that wouldn't need to lie to me like this," Xiao Chen muttered, then closed the chat group.

I started to organize my findings.

On the primordial, chaotic island.

Yuan Meng thought to himself with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

If the World of Immortality is integrated, then the World of Ferocious Beasts should be able to undergo a qualitative improvement.

Of course, catching up with the prehistoric world is still impossible.

The primordial wilderness is the supreme primordial wilderness.

Seven saints were born.

Of course, the sages mentioned here refer to figures like Hongjun.

Seven saints, nine is the limit of this primordial world, which means that two more Heavenly Dao Saints can be born in this primordial world now.

As for the Primordial Golden Immortal, he was not included in the calculation.

Let's talk about other living beings, whether it's the three primordial races, the ferocious beast race, or the witch and demon races. These are all beings that other worlds cannot give birth to. Perhaps some worlds can give birth to one or two such races.

However, it is impossible to fully develop them; apart from the primordial world, it is basically impossible to do so in other worlds.

This refers to the earth as a natural source that has given birth to so many living beings.

Moreover, this only refers to the races that were famous in the prehistoric era.

Other less well-known ones include the Heavenly Clan, to which Qingtian belongs, the White Tiger Clan among the Four Primordial Spirits, and the Demon Realm.

This is still the unenhanced primordial world; the primordial world itself alone could give rise to so many races.

This is not something that can be caught up with by merging a great world.

However, for Yuanmeng, this is also a quality improvement.

It is known that as the origin of the Great World of Ferocious Beasts grows stronger, Yuan Meng will also improve accordingly.

Now, Yuan Meng naturally needs to carefully plan the Great World of Immortality.

Ideally, the Great World of Immortality should be preserved to the greatest extent possible.

However, Yuan Meng is not in a hurry right now. There is no need for Yuan Meng to merge with the Great World of Immortality. He will wait until the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Great World of Immortality make their move and sacrifice the Unique True Realm to the other worlds of the Great World of Immortality.

That will be the time for Yuan Meng to make his move.

There is absolutely no need to take action now.

The Primordial World!!
Time passes slowly.

Over a thousand years, Fu Yi traveled to all the human tribes and passed down his innate Eight Trigrams.

His reputation among humans was unprecedented.

On the shores of the East Sea, lies the origin and ancestral land of humankind!
A huge altar appeared in the human tribe.

The three ancestors of the human race also emerged from the small world.

Today is the day when Fuxi ascends to the position of the Human Emperor.

Time passes slowly.

All the leaders of the human tribes came here.

Then he watched as Fuxi walked step by step onto the altar.

"By the Heavenly Dao above, I am Fuxi of the human race, who created the Primordial Eight Trigrams and spread them throughout humanity. Now that my merits are complete, I shall be the ruler of the human race. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!!!"

The sound of Fu resounded throughout the primordial world under the Heavenly Emperor.

Nuwa opened her eyes on Chaos Island, looked in the direction of Fuxi, and then disappeared from the palace, appearing in the ancestral temple of the human race.

Heaven bestows merit.

Fuxi sat cross-legged on the dragon-horse, and the aura of humanity emanated from his body.

Fuxi, one of the Three Sovereigns of Heaven, Earth, and Man, was born!!!
"We pay our respects to the Human Emperor!!!" the other leaders of the human tribes said in unison to Fu Biao.

After absorbing the merits of the Heavenly Dao, Fuxi opened his eyes, his aura continuously breaking through, eventually reaching the level of a Quasi-Sage before stopping!
Of course, it was only with the blessing of Heavenly Merit and the fortune of the human race, combined with one-third of the Primordial Purple Qi, that Fuxi reached the realm of a Quasi-Sage.

Fuxi opened his eyes, his aura as a Quasi-Saint permeating the air. However, this also meant that Fuxi was only at the Quasi-Saint realm and could not break through to the Primordial Realm.

This can be considered as taking a shortcut, coupled with the blessing of his fruition, that allowed Fuxi to reach this realm.

Nuwa had a smile on her face.

"Fuxi of the human race greets the Holy Mother Nuwa," Fuxi said, a strange glint in his eyes.

Nuwa shook her head and helped Fuxi up.

Fuxi's eyes held a hint of emotion.

The Third Patriarch wisely left the ancestral temple.

(End of this chapter)