137: Chapter 137 Mundane Fun and Leisurely Joys

"Perhaps, this is precisely the mystery of fate." Jiang Chen nodded slightly. Over the years, he had focused solely on opposing the Heavenly Dao, inadvertently overlooking too many things.

Nuwa covered her lips and chuckled. Suddenly, she felt that Jiang Chen was actually somewhat endearingly naive at this moment. She couldn't help but reach out and poke his chest, laughing, "You, don't always trap yourself in your thoughts. Look at the outside world more."

"For example?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.

Nuwa wrinkled her small nose. "Watch more TV dramas, read more books. I've found that mortals are actually quite smart and have unique insights into many things."

"So that's your excuse for staying up late every night binge-watching shows?" Jiang Chen teased with a smile.

"Hmph, it is not!"

Nuwa pushed him away gently and made a face, then asked, "What do you want for lunch? I'll cook for you."

"Uh... let's forget it. Your 'dark cuisine' is truly daunting." Jiang Chen gave a couple of dry laughs.

"Why you, Jiang Chen! You actually dare to look down on me? See how I'll teach you a lesson!"

Dragon Country, the summit of Mount Tai.

"Are you really going to initiate the spiritual qi recovery?" Nuwa looked at the man beside her and spoke softly.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Since I am about to become the incarnation of Fate, the Origin Star must naturally be restarted. Moreover, this Great Universe was originally intended as a training ground for the Human Race. Having evolved to this point, it is time to start the trials."

"But... from now on, such peaceful days will never return." Nuwa sighed slightly, her eyes showing reluctance. She had deeply cherished this era without the conflicts of cultivators, where humans didn't need to struggle for power and could simply live stable lives.

However, once the spiritual qi recovered, this tranquility would be completely shattered. The law of the jungle would sweep the globe, and humanity would face unprecedented survival challenges.

Jiang Chen sighed softly and whispered, "Where is there true peace in the world? As long as life exists, struggles and schemes will be endless. Whether mortals or cultivators, none can escape this law."

As his voice fell, with a thought, he undid the Origin Restriction that had sealed the Earth for a long time.

Boom—Rumble—Rumble—

The moment the seal broke, the entire planet shook violently.

The earth cracked, mountains collapsed, volcanoes erupted, and tsunamis surged. Heaven and earth seemed to fall into a tide of destruction as cataclysms swept the globe.

The humans on Earth could never have predicted that a world that was calm and tranquil just a second ago would turn into a living hell in the next instant.

As one disaster after another descended, cities were wiped out one by one.

Screams, wails, crying... the sounds of mourning filled the land, echoing in all directions.

At this moment, it was as if the apocalypse had arrived on Earth.

In less than a month, more than half of the world's living beings were lost. Human casualties were particularly heavy, and the civilized cities they relied on for survival were all destroyed.

Not only that, but with the turmoil of the Origin Star, the entire Supreme Great Universe was also affected.

The All Heavens and Myriad Realms, the Immortal Realm, and the Supreme Realm all fell into an unprecedented catastrophe.

Heaven and earth were plunged into deep darkness. Piercing wails echoed from the major forbidden zones of life. Even Immortal Emperor-level existences who controlled the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands trembled all over, an indescribable fear rising in their hearts.

"Holy Father! What sin have we committed to suffer such a monstrous calamity!" Ancient ancestors knelt in the void, tears streaming down their faces as they cried out hoarsely.

"Quick! Hide in the River of Time and Space! Escape this era!"

An eternal powerhouse had a flash of inspiration, wanting to use the River of Time and Space to avoid the disaster.

However, in an instant, the River of Time and Space of the Supreme Great Universe suddenly closed. All experts who attempted to enter were forcibly ejected, completely powerless to resist.

"Why has the River of Time and Space closed!"

"Hateful! What exactly is happening? Are we just supposed to wait for death!"

"Alas... I'm afraid... no one can escape this calamity..."

Just as billions of living beings were falling into despair, a cold and ruthless voice resounded through the universe:

"Human Race Trial, begin!"

"All those whose cultivation has reached the Daluo Golden Immortal realm shall transcend the universe and ascend to the Honghuang World!"

That voice was like cast iron, echoing in every inch of space and branding itself deep within the souls of all living beings.

The moment the words fell, the darkness receded and light reappeared.

But this time, the light carried a bone-chilling coldness that made one's hair stand on end—as if the light itself was an even greater terror.

"It's the Holy Father! It's the Holy Father's voice! He hasn't abandoned us!"

"So... the Human Race Trial has begun! We have been stuck in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm for so long, and now there's finally a way out!"

"So that means as long as we break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, we can return to Honghuang, back to our ancestral land!"

In the Supreme Realm, countless human powerhouses had tears in their eyes, unable to contain their excitement. They were the descendants of the first batch of humans to step into the Supreme Great Universe back then.

In the Supreme Realm, it wasn't just the Human Race that existed; there were also countless Myriad Race beings. These races were all captured by Jiang Chen from various worlds back then to serve as trial resources for tempering the Human Race.

"A so-called Human Race Trial? Then how are our Myriad Races supposed to break free from the shackles of fate!"

"Preposterous! Does it mean we are born without a path to transcendence!"

"Jiang Chen! As the Holy Father of the humans, how ruthless is your heart! You forcibly abducted us to this universe years ago, leaving us to be slaughtered as whetstones for the humans, and now you won't even grant us a single chance at transcendence!"

The powerhouses of the Myriad Races within the All Heavens and Honghuang roared in unison, glaring at the sky. Their voices shook the universe, every word filled with hatred, directed straight at Jiang Chen.

Boom—!

In an instant, a bolt of purple-black lightning tore through the high heavens like a heavenly punishment descending, instantly piercing the bodies and primordial spirits of those who had spoken insults. Their physical forms disintegrated, their souls were annihilated, and not even a sliver of a remnant thought was left behind.

The other powerhouses of the Myriad Races witnessed this scene and were all terrified, immediately falling silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter another word of complaint.

Earth, the absolute peak of Mount Tai.

"Mere ants of the Myriad Races dare to defy this seat's will; they are simply seeking their own destruction." Jiang Chen's tone was cold, devoid of any emotion.

Nuwa stood by his side, silent. She quietly gazed at the myriad scenes of the mortal world, watching mortals fall one by one in pools of blood. Her heart ached slightly, but she could only respond with silence.

She knew deeply that all of this was a necessary path for the Human Race. Without experiencing the calamities of life and death, how could they forge iron bones? Without being tempered by the fires of war, how could they reach the peak of the Great Dao?

The Honghuang Era had not yet ended, and the catastrophes the Supreme Great Universe would face in the future were a hundred times more cruel than today's. If they couldn't even endure the hardships before them, how could they talk about transcendence? Although the Human Race enjoyed the favor of the Heavenly Dao, this protection was, in truth, also a kind of shackle!

When this era ended, the Human Race would surely emerge at the peak of the Myriad Realms. If they didn't have enough strength to establish themselves by then, they would eventually be abandoned by the Human Will of the Heavenly Dao, let alone follow Jiang Chen to conquer the heavens!

...

Among the powerhouses currently under Jiang Chen's command, which one hadn't crawled out from a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses? The Pangu Clan, the Nine Nether Underworld Clan, the Underworld Ghost Clan, and even the Undead Clan had all experienced endless slaughter and were reborn through blood.

If the Human Race wanted to become a sharp blade in Jiang Chen's hand, they had to polish themselves until their brilliance was fully revealed. Otherwise, they would have no value!

As the "Holy Mother of the Human Race," Nuwa naturally pitied her people. But she also understood that if the humans indulged in comfort for too long, they would one day be completely abandoned by Jiang Chen.