“Awakening the spirit is the most difficult part, because every living being has different thoughts.” Upon hearing this, the black-robed youth shook his head.
"Alas! I can only try to remove the blood essence from the soil of Buzhou Mountain and recreate them." Hearing this, Nuwa sighed with some disappointment. With a wave of her hand, she destroyed a large number of clay figures below, turning them back into soil. However, this obviously took even more time. Although it was time-consuming, Nuwa didn't dare to use too much magic power. There was only so much of the Nine Heavens' Breath Soil, and she was afraid that if her magic power was too strong, these newly created beings would be mixed with even more of the blood essence from Buzhou Mountain. She couldn't separate the blood essence from Buzhou Mountain that had already been mixed in.
"Waaaaah..." Watching the very beings that created them begin to destroy them, watching their kind vanish in droves, slowly, humans began to weep. Soon, almost all humans were weeping. Their hearts were filled with sorrow; why must they be destroyed so soon after their birth?
'Nuwa, you are still a demon after all!' Wang Han thought to himself as he looked at the humans who now possessed the capacity for joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. (There were no humans before Nuwa created them. It's chilling to think about.)
“Now that they have been born, they must be given the right to live! Although their intelligence is low, they are very clever, and you have already awakened their spirits. Their fate should not be destruction, but education.” Looking at the weeping humans below, the black-robed youth reached out to stop Nuwa.
"As you say, senior." Looking at the black-robed youth who had stopped her, and then at the humans below who were already crying, Nuwa felt her motivation to become a saint even stronger. This was another path besides creating new humans.
"Hahaha!" As Nuwa stopped, knowing that they would not be destroyed, the remaining humans burst into laughter again.
"Name it! Name this new race!" Seeing the humans laughing heartily, the black-robed youth also smiled and said to Nuwa.
"I promised you before, so they will be called humans, the human race." Nuwa said with a smile.
"Today, Nuwa created the human race, through great merit in the primordial world." As Nuwa named the human race, Hongjun's voice resounded in the sky. A massive cloud of merit, almost spanning a hundred miles, descended from the sky and landed on Nuwa.
“As I said before, I will not take an inch of merit. This merit should be enough for you to become a saint,” the black-robed youth said, gesturing for Nuwa to accept all the merit.
"Thank you, senior," Nuwa said, rising to fly towards the cloud of merit that descended from the sky.
"Ahhh!" On the ground, the newly created humans all knelt down, worshipping the black-robed youth and Nuwa who was flying towards the cloud of merit. Although they could not speak yet, the black-robed youth already understood their meaning from their spirits: Holy Mother, Holy Father.
"I am not your Holy Father, but merely one of your kind." The black-robed youth glanced at Nuwa, who was flying towards the cloud of merit and paying no attention to them, then his face changed, transforming into Wang Han's appearance. He addressed the humans below, and then Wang Han vanished in a puff of white smoke. It turned out that the black-robed youth was merely an avatar of Wang Han.
'Holy Father.' Although Wang Han said it wasn't their own human race's Holy Father, the humans somehow understood the meaning behind Wang Han's words, but they still continued to worship him.
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'Humanity has been born, and this place is nearing its end.'
In the chaos, after the clone dissipated on its own, Wang Han, who was fighting against Pangu, instantly learned of the news in the prehistoric world.
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