The Primordial Land, vast and boundless.
In the plains nad Chengji, rich in water and grass, teeming with life.
Here lies a human Fang Country.
It is nad — Hua Xi.
Since Xuanqing conferred the Ten Directions Divine Kingdom, powerful races across heaven and earth have established their own realms across this expansive land.
After humans arrived at the Primordial True Realm, they emulated this and founded one Fang Country after another for themselves.
And Hua Xi Country was a holand established by a remarkable human leader nad Hua Xi Shi, who led her tribe with great effort.
On this day, the sky was high and clouds were light, and a gentle breeze blew pleasantly.
Hua Xi Shi, as the king, having dealt with national affairs, found herself with so leisure and thus strolled alone to the edge of the nation's famous wilderness Thunder Marsh.
Barefooted, she walked on the soft grass, letting the breeze ruffle her long, black hair, soaking in the rare peace.
As she walked.
Suddenly, she inadvertently stepped into an enormous footprint.
That imprint was deeply ingrained in the earth, as if a towering divine being had paused here, while the surrounding soil faintly emitted a vast and ancient aura.
Just as curiosity piqued her, an unexpected change occurred.
A brilliant rainbow light surged from the imnse footprint without warning, encircling her like a lively Divine Dragon.
Hua Xi Shi felt a slight tremor in her soul, and a mysterious perception erged from her heart.
"Hmm? I... am pregnant?"
Hua Xi Shi's clear and bright eyes suddenly widened, her face full of disbelief.
She was utterly stunned.
"This... this is not right!"
Instinctively, she touched her flat abdon, murmuring.
"Although I have indeed been intending to find a suitable successor lately, even seriously considering having offspring to continue my bloodline..."
"But... this is just too sudden!"
For a while, Hua Xi Shi was filled with anxiety and hesitation.
However, as one of the outstanding human leaders able to lead a tribe to survive tenaciously in the crisis-ridden wilderness, eventually succeeding in establishing a realm, Hua Xi Shi was clearly no ordinary woman.
She might not possess the heaven-defying innate qualities of being born a Golden Immortal like the first generation humans born at the dawn of the Primordial.
Yet, by emulating the great creator, Nuwa Saint Mother, and through countless attempts and cultivation, she successfully manifested a powerful Dharma Form of a human head on a serpent body.
Given ti, as long as she practiced diligently, achieving the Great Dao was within reach.
Recently, Hua Xi Shi had been pondering whether to nurture a newcor to take over her position as king.
Then, she could return to the human ancestral land to advance herself, seeking the ultimate breakthrough in her own Great Dao.
However, despite much thought and looking among the younger generation of her tribe, she had not found a truly satisfying suitable choice.
It was this vexation that led her to co out alone today, to unwind and relieve her inner entanglent.
Yet unexpectedly, the old saying was true.
Those who intentionally plant flowers often see no bloom, while willows grow into shades without intention.
This seemingly incredible occurrence was commonplace in any bizarre and fantastical mythical world.
Moreover, this was the source of all mythological legends across the Ten Thousand Worlds — the Primordial True Realm.
Understanding this, Hua Xi Shi's furrowed brow gradually eased, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
"So be it."
She sighed softly, her tone carrying a sense of acceptance and carefree.
"Now that things have co to this, thinking too much is futile."
"It's best to return ho first, go to the Holy Mother Temple and draw a lot for my unborn child to see whether this is fortune or misfortune before making any plans."
With that, Hua Xi Shi composed herself and turned to walk toward the direction of her Fang Country.
In the space between reality and illusion, unseen by her, stood a towering gigantic Heavenly Gate.
This gate, lifted high by the swirling black demon clouds, housed within it two statuesque Demon King Dharma Forms exuding endless majesty.
The Thunder Marsh God, responsible for precisely delivering Fu Xi's True Spirit and Divine Soul to Hua Xi Shi, stood beneath this Heavenly Gate.
He, sowhat guilty, glanced at the Primordial Sky Demon King Xuanqing beside him, whose aura was as deep as the sea, like the source of all demons.
Wiping imaginary cold sweat from his brow, he lowered his voice and cautiously asked:
"Daoist... tell honestly."
"When I finish this matter and leave the Demon Realm, there shouldn't... suddenly fly a fatal Heavenly Blade from the Space-Ti River, right?"
The Primordial Sky Demon King Xuanqing heard this and gave an enigmatic smile.
He gently patted the Thunder Marsh God's shoulder, reassuring him:
"Rest assured, it won't happen."
"Nuwa Daoist has always been one to quickly settle grievances."
"If she truly wanted to strike you, she would already be here by now."
At these words, the Thunder Marsh God's body stiffened abruptly.
He hurriedly scanned his surroundings, as if the legendary Heavenly Blade might erge from so corner of the void at any mont, drenching him in a cold sweat.
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