Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

However, since the sages attained enlightenment, very few beings have been able to create a completely new Great Dao that is recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

But in a very short time, the Four Seasons Avenue and the Eight Trigrams Avenue have been added...!

Huanglong did it, and so did Fuxi!

Moreover, both of them are only Great Luo Golden Immortals, not Quasi-Saints, let alone Saints.

The Yellow Dragon evolves through the four seasons, establishing the rhythms of heaven and earth.

Fuxi created the Primordial Eight Trigrams, a new and unprecedented path.

It is neither purely Yin and Yang nor purely the secrets of Heaven, but a completely new system that integrates Yin and Yang, the secrets of Heaven, and all things.

A complex emotion flashed in Yuan Feng's eyes.

Throughout her long life, she had seen countless extraordinary beings, but Huanglong was one who could create a new Great Dao from the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and Fuxi was the second.

"Sage..." Yuan Feng said softly, closing her eyes again and merging her aura into the Undying Volcano.

East China Sea Eye!

Zulong and Huanglong gazed at the extraordinary phenomena filling the sky and the vast merits, remaining silent for a long time!

"Fuxi... the Primordial Eight Trigrams." After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the Ancestral Dragon rang out, "Reincarnation and rebirth!"

He paused, then said, "Little Yellow Dragon, do you think I, your ancestor, could have such good fortune if I were to reincarnate and cultivate again?"

Huanglong rolled his eyes at Zulong. "What are you thinking about!"

A sea of ​​blood!

The Styx Ancestor stood on the karmic fire lotus, with the two killing spiritual treasures, Yuan Tu and A Bi, slowly rotating around him, emanating a vast killing aura.

He looked at Fuxi, who, despite being infused with vast merit, remained at the Great Luo realm, his face filled with disdain. "So what if he's reincarnated? So what if he creates a Great Dao? To evolve the Quasi-Saint Dao Fruit, he's nothing but an ant."

Zhen Yuanzi stood under the ginseng fruit tree, looking up at the sky.

A look of amazement appeared on his face.

"The Eight Trigrams of Heaven, the secrets of destiny..." Zhen Yuanzi said, "As expected of Fuxi, reincarnated and reborn, he has actually created a new Great Dao!"

He paused for a moment, then said, "However, why hasn't he broken through to Quasi-Saint? With his current accumulation of experience, breaking through to Quasi-Saint should be a natural progression."

Fuxi created a new Great Dao and gained the recognition of Heaven for his merits.

This accumulation of knowledge, if placed on any Great Luo Golden Immortal, would be enough to allow them to break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

Although Fuxi's aura became more rounded and profound, he did not take that step.

"Could it be... he's waiting for something?" Zhen Yuanzi pondered.

The gentle breeze and bright moon couldn't understand their master's mutterings at all. All they knew was that their ginseng fruit tree would soon be ripe.

Unlike these quasi-saints and great powers, the saints saw further.

Western Mount Sumeru!

On Mount Ling, Jieyin and Zhunti stood amidst golden Buddhist light, gazing in the direction of Shouyang Mountain.

Both of them had somewhat complicated expressions.

"Senior brother, Fuxi created a new Great Dao," Zhunti said, a hint of envy in his voice. "The Primordial Eight Trigrams can deduce the secrets of heaven. If he possessed the Primordial Purple Qi, could he have attained sainthood?"

Jieyin's face was still filled with sorrow. He shook his head and said, "Junior brother, the Primordial Purple Qi is no longer present in the Great Wilderness."

"Even Fuxi could not become a sage!"

Zhunti nodded, but the envy in his eyes did not fade.

He gazed in the direction of Shouyang Mountain, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "Senior brother, why do you think Fuxi didn't break through to the Quasi-Saint level?"

After a moment of contemplation, Jieyin said, "Perhaps he can't break through! Perhaps he doesn't want to break through. Perhaps he's waiting for something."

"What are you waiting for?"

"The secrets of heaven are shrouded by Nuwa and Taiqing, and I cannot see them either," Jieyin said.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, his gaze fixed on Fuxi!

A hint of appreciation appeared on his face.

"The Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven are based on Yin and Yang, followed by the four seasons and the stars, within which all things evolve," said Yuanshi Tianzun. "Fuxi deeply understood the wonders of the Great Dao."

He paused, gazing at the mysterious heavens like a veil of mist, and asked with some doubt, "What exactly are you and Nuwa plotting, elder brother?"

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

Inside Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader sat cross-legged on a futon, his gaze piercing through the waters of the East Sea and landing on Shouyang Mountain.

His face showed that familiar "disappointed" expression.

"Look at Huanglong, look at Xuandu, and look at Fuxi now!" said the disciples in front of the Tongtian Sect Leader. "They are all disciples of sages, repairing heaven and earth, restoring the stars and constellations, and creating a new Great Dao! And look at you..."

Looking down at the disciples who were bowing their heads and remaining silent.

The Master of Heaven sighed and withdrew his gaze.

"Duobao, next time Huanglong does something, take Jinling and the others to help him out."

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

The sacred site of the Supreme Saint is ancient and tranquil.

Inside the Eight Views Palace, the Supreme Sage sat cross-legged on a futon, with a Taiji diagram floating before him. Within the Taiji diagram, the Yin and Yang energies flowed slowly, resonating with the Yin and Yang principles of the universe.

The gaze of the Supreme Sage pierced through the walls of the Eight Trigrams Palace and landed on the ancestral land of the human race. He watched Fuxi emerge from his cave, watched the Bagua diagram disappear into his brow, and watched his aura become more rounded and profound.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"The foundation of the Primordial Eight Trigrams... is complete," the Sage of Taiqing said softly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the space within the Eight Views Palace rippled slightly. A soft light appeared from the void, and within the light, a figure slowly emerged.

Goddess Nuwa.

She came from the Heaven of Nuwa and personally descended upon the Palace of Eight Views.

The Goddess Nuwa, dressed in a phoenix robe and wearing a golden crown, was dignified and elegant. With a faint smile on her face, she walked up to the Sage Taiqing and bowed slightly.

"Senior brother," Nuwa called out.

The Sage Taiqing nodded and gestured for Goddess Nuwa to sit down.

Nuwa sat down on the futon opposite Taiqing Sage. The two sat facing each other, with the slowly rotating Taiji diagram between them.

"Senior brother, the time has come," said the Goddess Nuwa.

The Supreme Sage nodded: "It's time."

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a seal appeared in his palm.

It was a square seal, dark blue-black in color, with carvings of mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, plants, and flowers on it.

Kongtong Seal.

The most precious treasure of human destiny.

This magical treasure was conceived with the birth of the human race.

It contains the boundless fortune that has existed since the birth of humankind.

The power of the Kongtong Seal is closely related to the fate of the human race.

The stronger the human race's fortune, the stronger the Kongtong Seal; the stronger the human race's fortune, the greater the power of the Kongtong Seal.

Now, under the rule of Fuxi, the human race is united and all people are of one mind!

The human destiny condensed on the Kongtong Seal has reached an unprecedented level.

The Sage of Taiqing looked at the Kongtong Seal in his hand and remained silent for a moment.

With this treasure that gathers the essence of destiny, the human race was able to give birth to a human emperor.

Now, what Fuxi is waiting for is this Kongtong Seal.

"Xuandu...!"