388: Chapter 388 The Three Pride Illuminates the Heavens

A group of prehistoric exotic beasts with monstrous ferocity all prostrated and trembled under the Dragon power originating from his Bloodline, not daring to make the slightest move.

The young man's lips curled up, forming an arc of domineering arrogance that looked down upon all living beings.

This person was none other than the third Disciple under Chu Changsheng, Chu Zhanxiao.

Chu Changsheng's gaze lingered on each of the three split screens for only a fleeting moment.

There was no gratification, no excitement, no pride, and not even the slightest hint of emotional fluctuation.

Only a trace of understanding, so faint it was almost invisible, brushed over his heart like a gentle breeze.

"As expected, you have all come."

Three direct Disciples, three paths that were completely different, yet every one of them pointed directly to the Supreme Peak of the Dao.

Under his intentional or unintentional guidance, indulgence, and tempering, all three had excavated their own unique, Supreme brilliance from within their own Bloodline, Physique, and Heart-Nature—touching that Supreme Origin power which only existed in legends.

Almost at the very instant Chu Changsheng shifted his gaze to cast it toward the more vast torrent of fate—

The three screens, which had previously only been slightly brighter than the thousands of other split screens, were suddenly infused with a trace of invisible, intangible power that transcended all Laws.

The Secret Realm barrier, the light screen restrictions, the blockades of the myriad races... all were gently pierced through.

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's Yin and Yang Dao charm, Jian Tanghuang's Divine Phoenix True Fire, and Chu Zhanxiao's Archaic Dragon power—these three breaths, which shook the past and present, pierced through heaven and earth in an incredible way, reflecting directly into the eyes of the myriad races!

Human Race territory, observation platform.

A second ago, everyone's hearts were still tightened by the cruel slaughter, the bleeding of Prodigies, and the fall of clansmen within the Secret Realm, feeling suffocated.

The next moment, it was as if everyone had been struck by an invisible giant hammer upon their Divine Soul.

The entire venue was deathly silent. One could hear a pin drop. Even breathing had ceased at this moment.

Then—a burst of wild joy and shock, suppressed for eons but exploding in an instant, erupted like a volcanic eruption and a celestial sea rushing backward, booming loudly!

"Th-this is... the Origin of the Yin and Yang Dao! Pure to the extreme, profound to the extreme! My Human Race... has actually produced such a Heaven-Defying Prodigy?!"

A white-haired, elderly member of the Human Race whose Lifespan was nearing its end suddenly stood up shakily, his aged body erupting with incredible strength, pointing at the Taiji figure in the light screen, his voice hoarse and trembling, tears streaming down his face.

"Look at that Divine fire! It is the legendary Undying Divine Phoenix Body! The true meaning of Nirvana, the posture of an Innate Divine being! Heaven blesses my Human Race! The heavens have eyes!"

A Supreme mighty figure draped in a dragon robe, guarding the eternal territory of the Human Race, clenched their hands tightly, their nails digging deep into their palms without them realizing it, their chest heaving violently—in their eyes was the light of hope that burned away all gloom.

"Dragon power! It is the power of an Archaic True Dragon! Domineering and peerless, blood energy soaring to the heavens!"

"Such a Physical Body, such a Bloodline, it is practically the rebirth of an Ancient Dragon God!"

"My Human Race... has finally produced a True Dragon of the Physical Body!"

The leader of the Human Race's Body Cultivator lineage looked up and roared to the sky, the sound shaking the clouds—shattering the frustration and unwillingness of facing the physical suppression of other races for hundreds of millions of years, roaring it all away into the heavens and earth!

After a brief suffocation and stagnation, a mountain-shaking, sea-roaring cheer swept across the entire Human Race territory.

Hundreds of millions of Cultivators were boiling with excitement, countless mighty figures were moved. From the humblest Cultivator to the highest power-holder, the same light ignited in their eyes—

That was the hope named rise, that was the dawn named future.

"Three! Three whole people!!"

On the observation platform, a Human Race Elder beat their chest and stamped their feet, their voice hoarse and trembling, but unable to suppress the sky-high joy.

"Every one of their Dao foundations, potential, and Divine Soul aura far surpasses the strongest Prodigies of past generations recorded in ancient books! What kind of extreme, Heaven-Defying Luck is this! What an unprecedented grand occasion!"

"I have seen it... I have truly seen the Supreme dawn of the Human Race's rise!"

A white-haired old Supreme who had guarded the Human Race for eternal years shed hot tears, their withered palms clenched tightly, knuckles turning white.

"With these three children guarding the world, why worry that the Dao will not flourish? Why fear the competition of the myriad races? Why worry that my Human Race cannot return to the Peak of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds!"

"Investigate! Immediately mobilize all Human Race secret agents, investigate thoroughly for me!"

The highest power-holder of the Human Race stood up abruptly, their dragon robe rustling, their voice shaking the surroundings, carrying unquestionable determination.

"Which sect do these three Prodigies come from? Who is their master? Where are their ancestral roots? Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I must find their Origins! My Human Race will exhaust our eternal foundation, endless Heaven And Earth Treasures, and Supreme Legacies—to protect their path from obstacles, all the way to becoming an Emperor!"

"A Golden Age... This is absolutely the true Golden Age from the ancient prophecies descending!"

Countless Cultivators muttered to themselves, flames of passion igniting in their eyes.

"And my Human Race, at the beginning of this age, has already been favored by Heaven, giving birth to such earth-shaking Qilin children, True Dragon seeds, and future Emperors!"

The entire Human Race observation area, from the Supreme Old Ancestors who had guarded for eons to the young Disciples who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation, were all hot-blooded and stirred.

Everyone's gaze was nailed to the three light screens spanning the sky.

In the light screens, the three figures were like gods and demons, like immortals and emperors—every wisp of breath crushed the eons, and every bit of divine charm reflected upon the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.

They seemed to see the near future—the Human Race's banner sweeping across the eight wildernesses and six directions, the myriad races bowing their heads in submission, the Human Race standing at the Peak of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, revered by all living things!

The cruel slaughter since the opening of the Secret Realm, the gloom of Human Race Cultivators falling one after another, and the frustration of being bullied by the myriad races—were all swept away at this moment.

Replacing them was a soaring Battle Intent that shot into the clouds, confidence so surging it was about to burst, and the light of hope resonating with hundreds of millions of clansmen!

On the other side, the observation area for the myriad races.

In stark contrast to the wild joy and boiling excitement of the Human Race was a deathly silence—as well as the surging shock, solemnity, deep fear, and the jealousy and greed that could not be hidden.

"Yin and Yang Divine Physique... A true perfect Yin and Yang Divine Physique!"

An alien Old Ancestor with an immortal air and stars birthing and dying in their eyes stood up abruptly, the immortal light around their body chaotic, their tone trembling.

"To think a Human could comprehend the Yin and Yang Dao to such an extreme, smelting it into their own body, merging the Dao with the body! If this child does not die young, they will surely be a Supreme titan who stirs the Myriad Heavens and Worlds and suppresses an entire era! I... actually feel a sense of inability to contend!"

"Undying Divine Phoenix Body..."

A powerhouse from an ancient race known for devouring Bloodlines and plundering Origins, their eyes blood-red, stared fixedly at the figure in the cold divine flames on the light screen, their throat moving, overflowing with undisguised greed.

"Such an Innate Divine Supreme Bloodline, actually fell upon a humble Human woman? It is simply a waste of heavenly treasures! If I could peel off and devour this woman's Bloodline... my race would surely be able to take another step forward and transcend our limits!"

Before the words were finished, they were fiercely interrupted by a cold Divine Thought from a fellow clansman Old Ancestor:

"Shut up! This woman carries the great Luck of the Human Race, and now the entire Human Race is going crazy for her—if you have even the slightest thought, it is inviting disaster upon yourself, a catastrophe of annihilation for our race!"

"What a domineering Physical Body! What terrifying Dragon power!"

The representative of the Barbaric Divine Beast race had eyes as wide as copper bells, their thick body tensing involuntarily.

Feeling the domineering aura rushing toward them, they felt both a fanatical Battle Intent as a fellow physical Supreme and a tremor originating from the depths of their Bloodline.

"The physical strength of this Human youth is comparable to a young Archaic True Dragon! Perhaps even better! What kind of Heaven-Defying Legacy did he obtain? Could it be a complete Supreme treasure technique of the Archaic Dragon Clan?"

"Humble Human Race... since when did their Luck flourish to such an extent?"

A wise man of the myriad races who understood the secrets of the ages sighed in a low voice, his expression extremely complex.

"Three in a row, each with the posture to become an Emperor, and perhaps... even capable of touching that Supreme realm in legends that even Emperors look up to! These are monsters, they are Prodigies—they are variables that will overturn the landscape of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds!"

"The prophecy of the Golden Age has long circulated throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, but who could have imagined that just as the prelude to the Great Age began, the first to kick up monstrous waves and seize the initiative would be the Human Race, always regarded as vassals and bullied at will!"

"No! We must never let the Human Race rise like this!"

A powerhouse of a vicious race had sinister eyes, their Divine Thought weaving between the high-level members of the myriad races like a poisonous thorn.

"Once these three are allowed to grow up, our races will surely have no place to stand!"

"Pass down the order, mobilize the entire clan, and closely monitor all movements of these three! Inside the Secret Realm, if there is an Opportunity—if you can befriend them, then befriend them and draw them in as outside help; if they become enemies, spare no cost to slaughter them all and eliminate the future trouble forever!"

The Divine Thoughts of the powerhouses of various races intertwined, and undercurrents surged. The eyes looking at the light screen were intertwined with admiration, awe, vigilance, calculation, solicitation, and murderous intent... all sorts of emotions gathered into a great net covering the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.

The three Disciples under Chu Changsheng appeared in the world, like three Supreme Divine Stones, smashing fiercely into the seemingly calm lake of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.

The monstrous waves they stirred up instantly swept through the higher-ups of the myriad races, shaking the hearts of every power.

They had to admit—the sudden, Heaven-Defying Luck of the Human Race had completely broken the balance and inherent cognition that the Myriad Heavens and Worlds had maintained for endless years.

The Golden Age hid Supreme Opportunities, but also hid more cruel slaughter, bloodier competition, and more desperate falls.

And the Human Race had already taken the first step, standing at the very forefront of the Great Age.

Deep in the Secret Realm, the sounds of the Dao of heaven and earth lingered.

Xuanyuan Zhanxian sat cross-legged with eyes closed at the center of the Taiji circle, his body unified with Yin and Yang, and between movement and stillness, the Dao flowed.

Jian Tanghuang stood quietly within the Divine Phoenix True Fire, cold and untainted by the dust, with an immortal posture and jade bones, her Bloodline Power rising like the scorching sun.

Chu Zhanxiao stood proudly between heaven and earth, his Dragon power erupting, looking down upon the eight wildernesses, his physical blood energy suppressing the four directions like an Archaic Divine Mountain.

They did not yet know that the trace of brilliance they had unintentionally revealed had already stirred up an earth-shattering storm outside the Secret Realm that swept through the myriad races, affecting the minds of so many Supremes.

And in that ethereal, invisible, Supreme place of the Nine Heavens—

Chu Changsheng, in a white robe, sat upright on the cloud Peak.

The Human Race's hope boiled to the extreme, the myriad races' gazes complex to the extreme, the calculations and murderous intent in the open and in the dark—were all taken into his eyes.

His eyes remained as calm as an ancient well, indifferent as smoke.

As if all of this—the emergence of the three Prodigies, the shock of the myriad races, the Golden Age, the changes in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds... were all under his control, all within his expectations.