The Primordial World welcomed a long night once again.
A series of wild beast roars came from the dark night, sometimes far and sometimes near.
Many people in the human tribes were panicking, afraid that these demon beasts would come back and attack their tribes.
In the valley of the human race, the Yang person was squatting on the ground. In front of him were two wooden sticks and a pile of hay.
"Let's begin. Whether or not we can produce a fire depends on me!”
The Yang man took a deep breath and pressed one of the two wooden sticks against the other wooden stick that had a hole in it.
Then, he rubbed his hands continuously. The speed became faster and faster, and he could almost see a phantom.
Not long after, wisps of green smoke rose from the intersection of the wooden sticks.
Sparks appeared, and joy flashed in the Yang man's eyes. He poured the sparks into the haystack and blew gently.
"Pfft…"
In the dry grass, the green smoke became thicker and thicker. Suddenly, with a soft sound, a small flame rose.
The crimson light dispelled the darkness around them and brought warmth.
The Yang man stretched out his hand and approached the flame. Feeling the scorching aura, a smile appeared on his face.
"Fire!"
"This is the fire of the human race, the eternal flame!”
The Yang man's expression was particularly determined. The burning flames danced in his eyes, and his tall body suddenly revealed a sacred feeling.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
The surrounding clansmen cheered happily beside the flames.
When the crimson light landed on his body, he felt as if the coldness and darkness on his body had been dispelled.
Something called warmth and hope grew in their hearts.
All of this was naturally seen by Gong Ping.
As the Human Ruler of the Human Tribe, he would be the first to know about any major events that happened to the Human Tribe.
"With the appearance of fire, the development of the human race will take a big step forward!”
"The future path of the human race will definitely be as bright as this flame!”
A golden dragon shadow flashed around Gong Ping's body. Seeing the joy of his clansmen, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
Boom!
Above the nine heavens, thunder rumbled, and golden light appeared, dispelling the darkness.
Those golden lights were all karma, they turned into a golden cloud and fell towards Suiren and the fire in front of him.
After these golden clouds of virtue fell into the Yang person's body, the Yang person's qi surged and he instantly stepped into the Golden Immortal Realm.
The two wooden sticks in his hands had also absorbed a lot of merit. Dark red patterns coiled around the wooden sticks like flames.
In front of him, the burning fire absorbed the merit and no longer appeared so violent. Instead, it became quiet and warm.
There was a faint golden light in it, as if the flames were eternal!
Just looking at the flames made him feel at ease from the bottom of his heart.
"Your human race has given birth to its own flame. The development of the human race will speed up, and its luck will continue to soar!
As the Human Sovereign, your realm has increased. You are now a Golden Immortal!
Human Luck has leveled up. Current level is 2. You have obtained a chance to sign in for Luck!
As the system's voice rang out, a small portion of the descending virtuous golden cloud also headed toward him.
Gong Ping didn't hesitate. He extended his hand and took all the golden clouds of virtue.
"Although I don't have any use for the merit points for the time being, there's no harm in keeping them!”
Merit had endless uses. If he saved it, he would use it one day.
"Open the system interface!"
After collecting the merit points, Gong Ping opened the system interface without any hesitation.
A five-colored light screen appeared in front of him in an instant.
[Host: Gong Ping]
[Identity: Human Emperor]
[Luck Level: Level 2]
[Realm: Golden Immortal (As the providence of the human race, you can mobilize the power of the entire human race)]
[Cultivation Method: Divine Essence Body-Tempering Manual/Basic Martial Skill/Golden Spear Sword Art/True Dragon Fist Art…] (As the lucky human, you can learn all the cultivation techniques of the human race and integrate them.)
[Item: Acquired Merit Spirit Treasure Man-making Whip, 900 Mu Merit Golden Cloud]
[Number of lucky check-ins:1 (Human Luck increases, you can obtain number of check-ins)]
"System, sign in immediately!"
Without any hesitation, he immediately chose to use the luck sign-in opportunity.
As the Human Tribe continued to develop, it would attract the attention of the Great Divine Powers of the Untainted Land sooner or later. He still needed more power to protect the Human Tribe.
Congratulations on signing in successfully. You have obtained a secret technique that has been passed down from generation to generation. You have also obtained information about the supreme treasure of the human race!
[Passing on the Flame of Flames: In the fantasy world, there is a Yang human race. To prevent the human race from losing their legacy, they merged the blood of the human race into the Eternal Flame of Flames. As long as the Flame of Flames is not destroyed, the legacy will not be lost!]
[Opportunity information: This is information about the supreme treasure of the human race.]
Gong Ping narrowed his eyes, his expression turning serious.
"Is there an inheritance similar to this in the fantasy world?”
"As for the information about this human race's supreme treasure…"
Gong Ping pondered for a moment and clicked on the opportunity information.
At this moment, the five-colored light screen flashed, and a divine light entered his mind.
Instantly, a location appeared in his mind.
Gong Ping carefully sensed the connection with that location, and his brows immediately furrowed.
"It's so far away that I can almost not feel it. I only know that it's in the east!”
"No matter what, the supreme treasure of the human race must not fall into the hands of others!”
Gong Ping looked at the eastern land with a firm gaze.
......
The descent of merit also instantly attracted the attention of countless great divine arts practitioners in the Primordial World.
When they realized that the place where the merit descended was where the human race was, they were all a little shocked.
"This shouldn't be. Why is there merit descending from the human race again?”
"Could it be that the human race is the biological son of the Heavenly Dao?”
"Our race wants to obtain merit but can't. Is the human race really so blessed?”
“......”
In the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun looked at the Human Tribe with increasingly cold eyes.
He had thought that he had already thought highly of the human race, but he did not expect that he had still underestimated them.
However, his conviction to wipe out the human race became even more firm.
Everything could only wait for ten thousand years!
"Brother Zhurong, as the Grand Wizard of Fire, you were born with the Law of Fire. Is it possible for you to not use your Dharmic powers to start a fire?”
Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, asked Zhurong, who was not far away, in the Divine Hall of Pangu.
" I can't. The Law of Fire that I've mastered is used for combat. Besides, this method is useless against us Shamans.”
Zhurong shook its head, its expression filled with indifference.
Houtu wasn't surprised by Zhurong's words at all.
She supported her chin with one hand and tapped her cheek with her finger. Her eyes were filled with curiosity about the human race.
"The human race is really magical and interesting!
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