Chapter 235 Refining the Human Emperor's Throne
The human race, having reached this point, has hit a bottleneck.
Only the birth of an emperor to rule over all of humanity, leading them into the primordial world to contend with all other races, can bring them closer to the future.
However, the primordial world at this time is its most prosperous and brilliant era.
Great Luo Golden Immortals are as numerous as stars, Quasi-Saints are scattered throughout the primordial world, and all sorts of powerful beings gather, suppressing the universe.
Even the Saints dare not claim invincibility!
In this era of numerous powerful figures, the strength of a Great Luo Golden Immortal is somewhat insufficient. To claim the title of emperor is far from qualified. At the very least, one must be a Quasi-Saint.
While a Great Luo Golden Immortal could easily claim the title of emperor in later generations, in this era, if such a thing were to spread, it would inevitably become a laughingstock.
Feng Zichen and the human race would become a laughingstock in the primordial world.
He, of course, does not wish for this!
Therefore, Feng Zichen borrowed the innate treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, from Nuwa, intending to forge a quasi-saint-level human emperor.
Of course, the current human race's fortune is far from reaching the level of later generations, encompassing the entire prehistoric world. With its current power, it can only support one Grand Luo Golden Immortal-level expert for the human race.
To advance further and become a quasi-saint, the human race's fortune is powerless.
However, Feng Zichen is not worried about this at all.
Insufficient fortune?
No problem, merit will do!
Currently, the one thing Feng Zichen lacks the least is Xuanhuang merit. Already possessing a wealth of merit, even forging a top-tier acquired treasure like the Merit Aura would have a surplus.
Moreover, after establishing the innate sword path, the Heavenly Dao bestowed boundless merit. Thus, Feng Zichen's Xuanhuang merit is unbelievably abundant.
If all these merits were refined, reaching the Great Perfection of the Quasi-Saint realm wouldn't be difficult, let alone the late stage of the Quasi-Saint.
Using the Xuanhuang merits combined with the human race's fortune, along with the many treasures on his body, using the power of humanity as fire and the primordial energy as fuel, he planned to forge a Human Emperor's position comparable to a Quasi-Saint within the innate treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron.
This was Feng Zichen's plan.
At that time, when Nuwa asked him what he wanted, he almost blurted out that he wanted the innate Taiyin primordial energy, but a glance revealed the merit energy behind him.
Then, this bold idea suddenly and uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, growing stronger and stronger, causing him to involuntarily change his mind and borrow the Qiankun Cauldron.
Since the merits were useless to him, why not use them to forge a position comparable to a Quasi-Saint, allowing the human race to pass down through generations and ensuring the continuation of the human race's heritage?
With a Quasi-Saint's position, no matter how turbulent the world's affairs, the human race would always have a Quasi-Saint to uphold it; dominating the prehistoric world might not be possible. But holding fast to one side is absolutely no problem.
A Quasi-Saint, in any era, would be a hegemon.
"Heh..."
With a deep sigh, Feng Zichen forced out the human race's fortune from within his body.
Instantly, a ball of flaming fire, shrouded in five-colored radiance, appeared beside him, its divine light dazzling, radiating awe-inspiring power.
"Go!"
Pointing at the flaming fire, Feng Zichen sent it into the Qiankun Cauldron.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he suddenly grabbed forward, shattering the void, and strands of light emerged, carrying the prayers of countless spirits, continuously surging towards him.
This was the power of incense offerings, containing countless people's beautiful wishes for humanity. It had existed since the birth of humanity, seemingly inexhaustible.
Now, Feng Zichen retrieved it to use as the main ingredient for refining the Human Emperor's position.
After retrieving the power of incense offerings, Feng Zichen calmed his mind, fully activating the power of his sword, forcefully shaking the River of Destiny.
Rumble!
After a deafening roar, the long-calm River of Destiny was once again disrupted.
The entire river trembled violently, unleashing boundless waves, one higher than the next. Countless lives were thrown into disarray, their destinies altered.
Suddenly, deep within the River of Destiny, a small tributary emerged, emitting a soft, gentle white light, flowing slowly towards the unknown.
This was the River of Destiny, unique to humanity, one of countless tributaries of the main River of Destiny, where the fates of all humanity converged.
"Out!"
A powerful divine thought surged forth, crashing violently against the tributary. The water flew upwards, and a magnificent spirit emerged.
That spirit, vigorous and upward-striving, radiated an indomitable belief, shaking the very soul.
It was humanity's immortal belief, its undying spirit. The moment it appeared, it leaped high from the River of Destiny, traversing the boundless void, and surging into the Qiankun Cauldron.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fortune of humanity, the power of incense offerings, and the spirit of humanity converged within the Qiankun Cauldron, intertwining and merging to generate a strange power.
This broke the seal of the Qiankun Cauldron and spread outwards into the chaos of the heavens.
It seemed to shake the primordial universe; the chaos of the heavens trembled, and a humanistic radiance flickered. A vast and mighty power appeared out of thin air, erupting with a roar and transforming into a raging fire that burned towards the Qiankun Cauldron.
This was the fire of humanity!
"Good!"
Seeing this, Feng Zichen was excited and quickly took down the merit behind him, pouring it all into the Qiankun Cauldron.
Then, with a flick of his hand, he took out the spiritual light of merit, crushed it violently, and poured it into the Qiankun Cauldron as well.
For Feng Zichen, his strongest protective measure in the past—the spiritual light of merit—was no longer useful. Keeping it in his hands was of little use; it was better to integrate it into the Human Emperor's position to strengthen his power.
"Clang..."
Under the tempering of the Humanity Fire, even the Qiankun Cauldron trembled continuously, its power of creation surging forth endlessly, as if to recreate the universe and replay the world.
The four tangible yet intangible forces, under the pressure of the power of creation, converged into a single mass, constantly compressing and gradually acquiring physical form, exuding an aura of humanity.
"Not enough!"
Seeing the change in the human race's fortune, Feng Zichen first frowned in dissatisfaction. Then, as if he had thought of something, he reached out and grabbed towards the ancestral land of the human race.
Above the ancestral temple of the human race, a purple-gold divine dragon bathed in the light of the Purple Star was constantly devouring the dragon energy from all directions, slowly growing stronger.
This was the aura of an emperor, the most powerful force in the world, born from the fusion of dragon vein energy and Purple Star light, capable of isolating all paths, obliterating magical power, and destroying all supernatural abilities.
As an emperor, one should be as radiant as the sun, possessing supreme majesty; how could one be without the aura of an emperor?
Therefore, realizing this, Feng Zichen acted. He reached out from the celestial chaos, capturing the imperial aura and infusing it into the nascent Human Emperor's position.
But that wasn't all. On Ziwei Star, Feng Zichen's innate, indestructible true spirit forcibly separated a portion of Ziwei Star's origin and sent it into the Qiankun Cauldron.
(End of Chapter)