Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huang Long's eyelids twitched slightly.

He naturally recognized who they were: Jin Ling, Wu Dang, Zhao Gongming, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao.

The six disciples of the Jie Sect have come together today.

However, they landed in a small corner of the void and did not reveal themselves, clearly not wanting outsiders to know.

Huang Long regained his composure, but his lips curved slightly as he looked at the sword energy at the edge of the crack. He already knew how these people had gotten there!

Xuan Du withdrew his gaze and turned it back towards the altar, seemingly unsurprised by the appearance of those people.

In the void, Jin Ling stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at Shennong slowly climbing the altar with a deep look in his eyes.

"Brother Duobao, you've worked hard." She said softly, "We have benefited from Brother Duobao's guidance and have gained some insights. We should always remember Brother Duobao's kindness."

Wu Dang, Zhao Gongming, and the Three Immortals all nodded in agreement, looking at Duobao by the square with smiles on their faces.

On the altar, Shennong had already reached the seventh step.

His steps were steady, each step landing firmly.

But only he knew that the higher he went, the heavier the Kongtong Seal became, because it carried the endless hopes and heavy responsibilities of the human race.

Shennong arrived at the top of the altar, where the Kongtong Seal hovered.

The altar suddenly trembled, as if the earth, which had been asleep for millions of years, had finally awakened.

The Kongtong Seal shimmered with a blue light, enveloping the entire altar.

He stood atop the altar, bathed in the sunlight streaming down from the sky, and slowly raised his hands, palms facing upwards, as if to hold up the entire heavens.

"I am Shennong, the supreme ruler of the human race."

His voice wasn't loud, it was even a little hoarse, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from his chest, carrying the heat of his blood and the hardness of his bones.

"Today, I attain the Dao and become the Human Emperor!"

The moment the last four words were uttered, the sound suddenly exploded, like four thunderclaps rising from the ground, shaking the clouds in the sky and causing lightning to appear and disappear.

Across the vast land of humanity, the voice of Shennong resounded simultaneously in countless tribes.

In the primordial wilderness, in various corners, those terrifying figures simultaneously opened their eyes and cast their gazes toward the human settlement.

"May Heaven bear witness!"

Above the sky, thunderclouds gathered. Thick, impenetrable clouds surged in from all directions, completely obscuring the sunlight, plunging the world into darkness in an instant. Golden lightning bolts crisscrossed the depths of the clouds, and muffled thunder rumbled past, as if some unimaginably vast will was awakening.

Then, that will truly descended.

A vast and boundless pressure poured down from the heavens, enveloping the entire temple.

Everyone felt their breath catch in their throats, as if they were being watched by an incredibly terrifying being.

That wasn't malicious, or even malicious; it was simply a "gaze"... a gaze from the very Dao itself.

Its gaze pierced through time and space, landing on Shennong, cold and indifferent, yet carrying a kind of inexplicable scrutiny.

"May the sage take heed!"

On Shouyang Mountain, two pairs of eyes simultaneously turned towards us from within the Nuwa Palace!

A gaze emanated from the depths of the Eight Views Palace; the gaze of the Supreme Sage was as calm as water, serene and indifferent.

Another ray came from the distant heavens; Nuwa's gaze was gentle yet solemn, like a mother looking at her child.

When the wills of the two sages met the will of Heaven, there was no collision or confrontation; they simply intertwined quietly, like three great rivers flowing into the same sea.

The pressure on all the humans in the entire plaza, who were being watched by three supreme beings at the same time, suddenly eased... except for Shennong in the temple!

He remained standing there, hands in the air, back straight.

May the divine dragon of the totem bear witness!

At that moment, a golden light suddenly shone from the depths of the Shennong statue's eye sockets.

That was a wisp of Huanglong's will that he had separated and placed within it in his early years, to protect the human race.

Today, he was awakened by the voice of Shennong. That wisp of will was connected to his body, allowing him to clearly "see" Shennong on the altar... to see the hope of billions of people that he carried on his body.

"May our three ancestors take heed!"

Inside the temple, three ancient statues trembled simultaneously.

The Suiren clan, the Chao clan and the Zhenyi clan are all there.

The three statues trembled slightly at the same time.

A sound was coming from the statue.

The sound was so ancient, as ancient as the sound of humanity lighting the first flame.

Even though the specific syllables were indistinct, everyone could understand the meaning of the sound... It was recognition, it was relief, it was an expectation and hope that transcended countless years.

"May the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi take heed!"

The moment those words were uttered, the world fell silent.

Then, a ripple suddenly spread across the void above the temple. At the center of the ripple, a figure slowly materialized.

He wore the simplest human clothing, his face was gentle, and his eyes held the endless Dao.

He stood there, with the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) appearing behind him, containing the endless mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.

Fuxi.

Having already attained the throne of the Human Emperor, Fuxi had been cultivating in seclusion in the Fire Cloud Cave for many years. Now, by the call of Shennong and the connection of human destiny, he manifested his figure above the temple.

His gaze fell from the void, sweeping over each kneeling elder, over the human tribes gazing blankly upwards on the ground, and finally back to Shennong atop the altar.

Eyes facing each other.

Fuxi didn't speak, but everyone saw the corner of his mouth twitch slightly... it was a very faint smile.

All five verifications were completed.

Above the sky, the thunderclouds suddenly stopped churning.

The whole world seemed to have been put on pause; the wind stopped, the breathing stopped, and even the heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

Then, a voice came from the heavens above...!

"allow."

The voice was devoid of emotion, but the moment it descended, every human gazing at the sky felt a heat creep down their spine, as if something had ignited them from within.

The Heavenly Dao has acknowledged it; that supreme being has declared "approved" to this human ruler.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of two sages rang out almost simultaneously.

Nuwa's voice was gentle yet clear: "Shennong can become the human emperor."

The voice of the Sage Taiqing was calm and even: "Shennong can be a human emperor."

In the void, the true form of the totem dragon manifested.

It lowered its head, its gaze falling upon Shennong, and its voice boomed like thunder in the canyon: "Shennong shall be the emperor of men."

The ancient echoes emanating from the three stone statues of Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi converge on the same meaning: "Yes."

Finally, there is Fuxi.

He stood in the void, looking at the current situation of hundreds of millions of people on the earth... farmers working in the fields, hunters hunting in the forest, and boys gathering herbs in the mountains...!

He saw the light reflected in countless eyes, a light different from that of several lifetimes ago. It was no longer just about survival; it contained something special!

It propels humanity forward!