Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huang Long had barely finished speaking.

In an instant,

Chains imbued with profound Daoist principles flew from his palms, their bodies shimmering with chaotic light, and flexibly wrapped around Lie Shan's body.

Lie Shan froze, and before he could react, he felt the magical power within his body rapidly receding like the tide.

Those chains, though seemingly slender, contained an irresistible power, wrapping around him layer by layer, sealing him off completely and imprisoning all the magical power within him.

His breath was visibly fading.

Taiyi Golden Immortal – Golden Immortal – Mysterious Immortal – Celestial Immortal – True Immortal – Refining Essence into Qi!

In just a few breaths, Lieshan went from a Taiyi Golden Immortal to a mere mortal who could only refine essence into qi.

That meager amount of true energy circulated slowly within his body, barely enough to be worthless, but compared to the immense magical power he possessed before, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

But this is not the end.

The chains continued to coil, layer upon layer, spreading from Lieshan's dantian to his limbs and bones, sealing his physical body as well.

Although Lieshan was not skilled in body refinement, his physical body was incredibly powerful thanks to the nourishment of innate spiritual energy.

At this moment, the chains sealed away all his physical strength, making him no different from an ordinary person.

With his delicate skin, fragile flesh, and meager cultivation, even a wild boar could easily surpass Lie Shan in strength.

Lieshan stared blankly at his hands, at those hands that were once as white as jade and shimmering with spiritual light, now no different from those of an ordinary human.

He felt the pitifully weak spiritual power within his body and the weakness emanating from his flesh, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

"Teacher...?" Lieshan's voice trembled as he turned to look at Duobao.

Duobao's expression was also rather unpleasant. He looked at Huanglong, his eyes filled with an undisguised question: "Junior Brother Huanglong, what is this...?"

Huang Long calmly said, "As you can see, I sealed his cultivation path and his physical body as well."

Duobao frowned: "I know. But what I want to ask is... why?"

Huang Long stood up, walked to Lie Shan, looked down at the young man who was now no different from an ordinary person, and slowly said, "Lie Shan, I have a question for you."

Lieshan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down: "Please speak, senior."

"Have you ever gone hungry since you were a child?"

Lieshan was taken aback, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "Never."

Have you ever felt like you were on the verge of death?

"...Never."

Have you ever been driven to desperation by the need for a little food?

"No."

"Have you ever witnessed your people being slaughtered by demonic beasts, devoured by ferocious monsters, and you were powerless to stop it?"

No... I never did.

With each question Huang Long asked, Lie Shan's face paled a little more.

In the end, his face was completely drained of color.

"That's the problem," Huang Long said. "You've never experienced the hardships of ordinary tribes, so you have no idea what ordinary people need. You think governing humans is simply about implementing the systems left by Fuxi and handling affairs well. But true governance isn't about sitting in the ancestral hall, overseeing everything, but about becoming one of them, witnessing firsthand how ordinary people live, and experiencing firsthand their struggles for survival."

"Only then will you be qualified to stand at a higher level and try to help them solve their problems."

"If you want to achieve great feats and become the Emperor, you must first become an ordinary person and experience everything they encounter."

"Only in this way can you truly understand them and find the path to benefit humanity."

Lieshan listened intently, his eyes welling up with tears for the first time.

He got it.

Huanglong sealed his cultivation and his physical body not to torture him, but to turn him into a real ordinary human so that he could experience the hardships of human survival.

"Ancestor..." Lieshan's voice choked with emotion, "Where should I go?"

Huang Long didn't answer immediately, but turned to look at Duo Bao: "Senior Brother Duo Bao, from now on you only need to ensure that Lie Shan doesn't die, and you don't need to interfere in any other matters. Let him walk his own path."

Duobao was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay."

Huanglong then looked at Lieshan: "Lieshan, I will send you to the weakest and most impoverished tribe on the edge of humanity. There, you will not be the heir to the Human Emperor, nor the young chieftain of the Lieshan tribe; you will be just an ordinary person. You will have to start from scratch, living and hunting with them, facing all kinds of difficulties together. You may go hungry, you may freeze, you may get sick, you may get injured!"

Huang Long's tone suddenly became more serious, "If you can't survive, you won't die, but the throne of the Human Emperor will also be out of your reach."

He paused, his gaze fixed on Lieshan's eyes, his voice filled with immense pressure: "You... are you willing?"

The hall was completely silent.

Lieshan stood still, his posture still upright, but large beads of sweat dripped down his young face under the pressure of Huanglong.

But the confusion and helplessness that had been there before were no longer in his eyes.

Instead, there was a resolute determination to burn one's bridges.

He nodded heavily, his voice not loud, but unwavering: "I'm willing."

Huang Long glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

now it's right.

He raised his hand and waved, and a spatial rift opened behind Lieshan. On the other side of the rift was a desolate and unfamiliar land, a small tribe on the very edge of the southern border of the human race. The humans there still lived a primitive life of hunting and gathering, and struggled against hunger, disease and wild beasts every day.

Before Lieshan could react, he was swallowed by the spatial rift and disappeared into the ancestral hall.

The crack closed, and the hall returned to calm.

Duobao stared in the direction where Lieshan had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "Junior Brother Huanglong, is this path... really feasible?"

Huanglong stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the void as he looked at Lieshan, who was being sent to the distance: "Whether he can succeed or not is not up to me, but up to him. If he truly has a heart that seeks happiness for millions of people, he will surely come out of this predicament."

Duobao nodded and said no more.

Huang Long turned to look at him and smiled, "Senior Brother Duobao, you don't need to worry too much. Lieshan is the reincarnation of Senior Hongyun...!"

"As long as he can get through this ordeal, he has the potential to become the Human Emperor."

Duobao smiled wryly: "I hope so."

Huang Long patted him on the shoulder and said no more.

He knew in his heart that Lieshan was bound to suffer a lot if he became an ordinary person.

Only through trials and tribulations can one shed their superficiality and truly grow into the human emperor that humanity needs.

Lieshan must walk this path himself; otherwise, even if he is the reincarnation of a divine being, he is not qualified to become the emperor of the human race.

The southwestern border region is a remote and desolate place.

This is the very edge of the human territory. Further south lies a vast expanse of primeval forests, with towering mountains, dense forests, miasma, and teeming with poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.