Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 15 The Birth of Humanity, Nuwa's Ascension to Sainthood (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendations)

Despite the devastation caused by the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the overall environment of the prehistoric continent was not significantly damaged. The fundamental nature of the prehistoric world was not destroyed. Both sides were essentially still trying to rule the prehistoric continent, and neither side committed any earth-shattering acts.

The first great war between the Lich Kings was so devastating that it shook the entire primordial world and all living beings.

Countless beings sought out renowned teachers to protect themselves, partly for the profound methods of cultivation, and partly to find a safe haven from the impending calamity and undeserved suffering.

During the first war between the Lich King and the Demon King, Nuwa, who had not shown herself, finally severed her two corpses after a period of enlightenment.

With her cultivation greatly improved, Nuwa, on a whim, decided to travel through the prehistoric world after making some preparations.

This was a aimless journey, during which Nuwa did not display the great supernatural powers of a quasi-saint. She traveled all over the prehistoric continent, witnessing the cruelty of living beings and the cold-bloodedness and slaughter of the witch race, the demon race, and even other forces.

She, who disliked fighting to begin with, suddenly had an epiphany: all living beings in the primordial world were born to strive for everything.

For life, for the pursuit of truth, for transcendence...

"I specialize in the Way of Creation. What is Creation? Life and death, yin and yang, are Creation. Birth is a beginning, and death is also a beginning. Life and death are Creation. I have only realized that life and death are one, but I do not know the meaning of 'creation'?"

"Creation? Or is it that my destiny and my Daoist heart are destined to create a race that loves peace and dislikes conflict?"

Nuwa suddenly realized something, and the primordial purple energy in her primordial spirit began to tremble, slowly overlapping and merging with her primordial spirit.

"Heaven does not like the struggle between living beings, nor does it like the destruction of the primordial world, nor does it like too much that is beyond its control. Therefore, I am the one who is destined to create a new race based on the will of all living beings and Heaven's Way."

Nuwa understood!

A new race, a race completely controlled by the Heavenly Dao, this is the inevitable result of the general trend.

I am the one who is destined to succeed under the trend of the times. I will create this new race and achieve success in the process, thus attaining the position of the Primordial Saint.

Nuwa molded the "Nine Heavens Breath Soil" into tiny figures, sprinkling her essence and blood upon them. At the same time, she summoned the "Creation Cauldron" to absorb these clay figures, reversing their innate nature and condensing them into the bodies and souls of a new human race.

It lasted for a full Yuanhui period.

The Creation Cauldron shone brightly into the sky, and a group of beings, half male and half female, each possessing an innate Dao body, finally appeared vividly on the primordial land. These were the future protagonists of heaven and earth, the human race.

The newly born humans gazed at the world with curiosity; everything was new and exciting to them.

Having been endowed with a soul and wisdom, and possessing an innate Daoist body, coupled with the tempering within the "Creation Cauldron," the newly born human race, even though still weak, has a deep foundation, prosperous fortune, and a promising future.

Seeing the birth of humanity, Nuwa finally smiled with satisfaction. Looking at the human race she had created, a heartfelt joy welled up within her. Each and every one of them was her child.

"You were created by me, born with the Daoist essence of innate beings, and may be called the 'Human Race'," Nuwa said to the human race.

"Humans?"

"Haha, we have a name now."

"Humans, we are human!"

The newly born humans were very excited. The moment the new humans were born, the entire prehistoric world trembled. The great supernatural beings were already able to initially integrate into the Heavenly Dao and deduce the secrets of heaven. At this moment, although no one knew what was happening, all the quasi-saint experts were shocked. A major event that shook the prehistoric world had occurred without the knowledge of many powerful beings.

"Humans pay homage to the Holy Mother Nuwa!" The human race knelt and worshipped Nuwa.

Nuwa smiled with satisfaction, "Get up!"

The act of kneeling and acknowledging each other was like an invisible ritual, and the fate of the human race began to connect with that of Nuwa.

At this moment, the fortune of the demon race suddenly declined by 30%, while the fortune of the witch race, which occupied the prehistoric continent, was prosperous, but at this moment, the growth momentum stopped and even began to decline.

Before either race could understand what had happened, the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan's powerful figures were instantly filled with panic, and the fortunes of their respective clans began to decline rapidly. This was an immense calamity.

"Heaven above, I, Nuwa, have witnessed the endless strife and war among all living beings, the boundless resentment that fills the primordial world. Now I create the human race, whose form is born of the Dao and whose soul is bestowed by creation… The human race, stand!"

With the rise of the human race, Nuwa's mind cleared, and after a moment of enlightenment, she finally realized that this was her opportunity to attain enlightenment.

"Boom!"

In the primordial void, a dazzling golden light shone upon the entire earth, and immense merit poured down from the sky like a vast ocean overflowing.

"Nuwa has accumulated so much merit; is she about to become a saint?"

"Impossible, how could this be?"

"This, Junior Sister Nuwa..."

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones looked grim. As the three true disciples of the Xuanmen and the second-generation leaders of the Xuanmen, Laozi aspired to become the second saint in the prehistoric world, while Yuanshi and Tongtian also aimed to take over the top three saint positions.

Who would have thought that Nuwa, whom they looked down upon, would preemptively attain enlightenment? This was a slap in the face. For a moment, the atmosphere in the Sanqing Palace became heavy. Even the white crane attendant serving outside the hall became cautious, fearing that the three masters would vent their anger on him.

At this moment, the great supernatural beings of the primordial world had already focused their attention on Nuwa. After a quick glance, they realized that the extremely weak human race, with its mere "Celestial Immortal" realm, could not possibly enable Nuwa to attain enlightenment.

Finally, the dazzling golden light above the nine heavens reached its peak, and a massive amount of merit rained down from the sky. Seventy percent of it fell on Nuwa, one-tenth fell on the newborn human race, one-tenth was absorbed by the "Creation Cauldron", and one-tenth was absorbed by the "Human Creation Whip".

Nuwa had already received a holy position from Hongjun Daozu in the "Zixiao Palace". This time, she successfully created humans and gained great merit. With the two complementing each other, the time for her to become a saint had come.

As the golden light of merit shot towards Nuwa, a wisp of purple profound energy also burst forth from her body. The two colors of light intertwined for a while before dissipating, gradually revealing Nuwa's figure, no longer the same as before.

Looking up, she seemed like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, mysterious and profound, practically the embodiment of the Dao. Waves of pressure emanated from Nuwa, spreading throughout the heavens and the earth. Countless living beings across the entire prehistoric continent once again felt the majesty of the sage.

All beings below the level of a quasi-saint submitted to the saint's majesty, kneeling and praising his greatness.

Similarly, this terrifying pressure was transmitted to Kunlun Mountain. At this time, the Three Pure Ones had reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint level, so they naturally resisted this pressure and did not embarrass the disciples and children in the mountain.

"Alas! The first sage has appeared!"

At this moment, in the "Chaos Palace", Li Yunjing, who had been in seclusion, opened his eyes. After a Yuanhui of cultivation, he had reached the "Taiyi Golden Immortal" realm.

(End of this chapter)