89: Chapter 89 Holy Father and Holy Mother - The Return of Humanity

Jiang Chen had already withdrawn his true form and returned to his normal appearance. A rare trace of a smile appeared on his cold face. The human race was a key piece in his layout of the Great Desolation; now that the piece had been successfully placed, the heavy stone in his heart finally hit the ground.

“Protected by the Great Dao, this race could perhaps be called the ‘Great Dao Human Race’,” he whispered in his heart.

However, the joy did not last long. A cold and heartless voice rang out from the vastness above, from the eye of the great dao:

“Within one epoch, the human race shall not appear in the world!”

“What?!”

The expressions of Jiang Chen and the others changed abruptly, the joy on their faces instantly freezing.

“Hahaha—” The Heavenly Dao laughed wildly, the laughter shaking the myriad Daos and echoing throughout the universe.

The Four Great Sacred Beasts and Hongjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Not emerging for an epoch meant that in the long years to come, the human race would not participate in the conflicts of the Great Desolation, and no one would be able to take action against them.

This was the Great Dao's protection for the newborn race, giving them a chance to grow.

But to Jiang Chen, this was no different from imprisonment; it was a balancing act—protecting the human race while also preventing the Heavenly Dao from growing too powerful.

An epoch might seem short, but it was actually enough to turn the world upside down.

One must know that from the awakening of the Heavenly Dao until now, only seven Kalpas had passed, yet its power had already far exceeded Jiang Chen's expectations. If another epoch passed, it was unimaginable how strong the Heavenly Dao would be by then!

Soon after, the eye of the great dao withdrew from the Great Desolation, and the will of the Great Dao that permeated heaven and earth also dissipated.

All living beings felt the pressure suddenly decrease. Even though the will of the Great Dao was gentle, it was more profound and vast, making it impossible for anyone to even think of resisting.

“Jiang Chen, you took the initiative this time, but before long, I will surely repay you a hundredfold!” the Heavenly Dao said coldly. Then, it faded away into the void along with the Four Great Sacred Beasts and Hongjun.

The Four Great Nether Beasts, Emperor Fengdu, and the others all looked toward Jiang Chen. Seeing his face as dark as iron, no one dared to speak and disturb him.

After a long time, Jiang Chen waved his imperial robes, and a massive spatial gate cracked open in the void. His voice was calm yet tinged with exhaustion: “Let us return.”

“As you command!”

Everyone bowed in salute. Then, the Four Great Nether Beasts, the Undead Clan, the Ten Yama Kings, the Lord of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Emperor Fengdu, and others stepped through the gate one after another, returning to the Samsara World.

Nuwa walked slowly toward Jiang Chen. Seeing that his face was slightly pale, she asked softly, “Are you alright?”

“It is nothing.” Jiang Chen shook his head. Although his physical body had just been pierced by the Heavenly Dao's Divine Light of Order and the surface injuries looked terrifying, they were actually only flesh wounds and had not harmed his foundation...

“Let's go and see the human race,” he said plainly.

“Alright!”

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, surrounded by peaks, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones stood atop a mountain summit. Their gazes fell upon the newborn human race before them, their expressions full of wonder.

At this moment, except for their heads, the three thousand humans were entirely enveloped in Chaos Radiance. Though they stood naked, nothing could be seen.

“The innate talent of these beings is simply terrifying; they are Great Daluo Golden Immortals the moment they are born!”

“Did you notice? Within their bodies, a different law fluctuation flows through each of them, corresponding exactly to the three thousand Great Daos!”

“...It truly is so!”

“This is bad! Isn't this exactly the same as the three thousand Chaos Fiendgods of the past?”

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones were all shocked. They perceived that every single human contained the aura of a Law; though it was still weak, it was real and true.

Thinking back to when Chaos first opened, the three thousand Chaos Fiendgods were born as the times required, each wielding a Dao, being manifestations of the Great Dao. Although these three thousand humans were far from being as ancient as those original sources, their essence was actually similar—perhaps they too could step into such a realm.

Of course, the road ahead was uncertain; everything was still in its infancy.

And while the gods were observing the human race, the human race was also quietly gazing at them.

This group of new lives was like newborn infants, their eyes untainted by dust, knowing nothing of the world, possessing only instinctive awe and curiosity.

Suddenly, two figures swept across the sky and landed on the mountain range—it was Jiang Chen and Nuwa.

The three thousand humans turned their heads in unison, their gazes converging on the two of them, their eyes showing an attachment like that of children seeing their parents.

“Greetings, Holy Father. Greetings, Holy Mother,” one human was the first to kneel on the ground, his voice pious.

The rest of the humans followed suit, all kneeling and shouting in unison: “Greetings, Holy Father. Greetings, Holy Mother!”

“Greetings, Holy Father. Greetings, Holy Mother!”

The waves of sound rolled, echoing endlessly among the mountains.

Looking at the three thousand subjects before him, Jiang Chen's consistently cold face also showed a trace of softness. He knew in his heart that these humans had heaven-defying potential, reaching the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm at birth, and each resonated with a Law, perfectly corresponding to the three thousand Great Daos.

Nuwa, on the other hand, wore a light smile, her eyes full of tenderness. These humans were shaped by her own hands and nurtured together with Jiang Chen; to her, they were undoubtedly her own flesh and blood.

“Rise,” Jiang Chen said in a peaceful tone.

The crowd stood up, their eyes as clear as spring water, without any stray thoughts, like unpolished jade.

Jiang Chen's gaze fell upon the person who had been the first to kneel—this person was surrounded by Chaos Qi, and the Dao he carried was precisely the Dao of Chaos among the three thousand Laws.

“I grant you the name, Taiyi.”

As the words fell, as if personally bestowed by the Great Dao, a profound divine rune suddenly appeared on that person's forehead, its light flowing, noble and extraordinary.

“Thank you, Holy Father, for the name. My name is Taiyi!” Taiyi bowed again, his expression extremely respectful.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, then looked toward the other four—those who respectively held the laws of Time-Space, Samsara, Destiny, and Creation.

As if sensing something, the four took the initiative to step forward and kneel before him.

The corners of Jiang Chen's lips curled up slightly as he pointed to the one controlling Time-Space and said, “I grant you the name, Taichu.”

“Thank you, Holy Father, for the name. My name is Taichu!” A divine rune also appeared on Taichu's forehead, its light no less than Taiyi's.

Subsequently, he granted names to the other three: Taishi, Taisu, and Taiji.

Among the five, only Taisu was female; the others were all male.

“Thank you, Holy Father, for the names!” The five thanked him in unison.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones heard these names, their expressions immediately became solemn.

In the Great Desolation, a name was no small matter; it was connected to Karma, and the slightest carelessness could trigger a backlash from the Great Dao.

“The Five Innate Tais!” Laozi stared at the five, seeing that not only were they not entangled in any Karma, but instead, because they had gained the recognition of the Great Dao, divine runes were branded on their foreheads.

This meant—the Great Dao had tacitly approved their names!

The crowd was shocked beyond words. For the Great Dao to personally give its consent was truly rare.

Jiang Chen, however, was not surprised. The human race before him was protected by the Great Dao and could be called the “People of the Great Dao”; it was only natural for them to bear the names of the “Five Innate Tais”.

“The five of you shall henceforth be the Five Ancestors of the Human Race,” Jiang Chen said deeply. “Among you, Taiyi shall be the Clan Leader.”

Hearing this, the rest of the humans immediately saluted the five, shouting in unison: “Greetings, Five Ancestors!”

Jiang Chen looked at Nuwa and nodded slightly.

Nuwa understood and took out a whip—its entire body emitted Black-Yellow Divine Light, faintly suppressing the myriad Daos. It was precisely the creation treasure left behind after the opening of the heavens and earth.

“This item is named the Human-Teaching Whip. It contains ten percent of the Great Dao's Merit and is an Innate Merit Treasure. It shall hold the responsibility of educating the human race and shall be the Sacred Artifact of the Human Race!”

Nuwa stepped forward holding the long whip. Seeing this, the expressions of the Three Pure Ones shifted. Tongtian blurted out in surprise: “This... isn't this that gourd vine from back then?”

Indeed it was—this whip was precisely the gourd vine that Nuwa had obtained at the foot of Mount Buzhou years ago. At that time, the nine heavens breathing earth had also been unearthed with it.