The terrifying great demon, shrouded in dense black fog, constantly shifted forms until it finally transformed into a middle-aged man indistinguishable from a human. His gaze was cold and fixated on Chu Yang.
"I never expected that the one who wreaked havoc on Heavenly Demon Mountain, even killing the Demon Emperor, would end up like this."
The middle-aged man's face was full of mockery.
He was a quasi-Supreme level great demon from Heavenly Demon Mountain.
That day, Chu Yang had single-handedly invaded Heavenly Demon Mountain, causing countless Supremes to fall, and even quasi-Emperors and the Demon Emperor bled out in the void.
The terror was boundless.
If he hadn't had the foresight to flee desperately the moment the battle began, he would have died in that war.
At that time, Chu Yang was incredibly fearsome. Killing him would have required nothing more than a glance.
The once vast demon kingdom was destroyed by Chu Yang's hand, forcing him to hide and avoid appearing in the world.
His heart harbored endless hatred for Chu Yang.
Yet, he had never imagined that the once mighty Emperor, whose mere presence could terrify him to the core, had now lost all his cultivation and become a mere mortal!
The middle-aged man's heart was filled with disdain and he planned to thoroughly torment this once invincible Emperor!
"Now that you've lost all your cultivation and fallen to this state, do you finally understand the despair we demons felt?!"
"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily!"
As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and endless demonic energy transformed into a massive black hand, pressing down on Chu Yang.
The terrifying power shattered the void, disintegrating the laws of nature.
At this moment, he noticed a slender figure standing in front of Chu Yang.
He halted his attack, his face full of amusement, "It's you?"
He never expected the former demon princess to betray the demon clan and stand so close to the enemy of the entire demon clan!
The middle-aged man questioned, "You, a member of the demon clan, choose to help the enemy of your own kind?"
His eyes greedily roamed over Yaoguang's exquisite figure.
The demon princess was someone he had never dared to dream of, but now she had betrayed the demon clan. Capturing and playing with her would be quite a pleasure.
Yaoguang remained silent, her expression complex, as the long-buried conflicts in her heart resurfaced.
Seeing her inner turmoil, the middle-aged man laughed loudly, "As a demon, you fell for your enemy. How ridiculous, how absurd!"
"Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Demon Emperor and Empress!"
His eyes grew cold, emitting an endless sharp light.
The black hand reappeared, capable of crushing the sun, moon, and stars.
The oppressive force, heavy as a mountain, descended upon Yaoguang.
A tear fell down Yaoguang's face.
Even if they couldn't be together, dying together was enough.
At the same time, she felt a sense of relief.
At least she wouldn't have to grapple with this hatred anymore.
Let it all turn to nothingness and be buried in this land.
...
Outside the Heavenly Emperor Mirror.
The cultivators watching felt despair for the Emperor and Yaoguang Empress.
Faced with such a powerful great demon, how could they possibly survive?
A quasi-Supreme level great demon was a force that could sweep across the mortal realm, with few cultivators capable of standing against it.
Especially with the Emperor now devoid of his cultivation.
Even though the Emperor was the most monstrous genius in the history of the Myriad Spirit Continent, he had no chance of surviving this situation!
The Emperor and Yaoguang Empress were already in a desperate situation, with no hope of turning the tide.
This left the cultivators puzzled and confused.
Suddenly, a cultivator spoke up, "I think it's very likely that a terrifyingly powerful expert later intervened and saved the Emperor and Yaoguang Empress!"
Many cultivators nodded in agreement, believing this to be the only possibility.
They turned their gaze back to the Heavenly Emperor Mirror.
At this moment, Chu Yang walked down the muddy street as if oblivious to everything around him.
He was pondering deeply what the Dao of Humanity truly meant.
What exactly was the Dao of Humanity? This question had always puzzled Chu Yang.
With his Heavenly Dao cultivation, he had seen through illusions and understood the world, believing that all the laws of the world were just cold and ruthless rules.
However, now he realized that his thinking was wrong.
The Dao of Humanity was not like that.
Even though mortals were insignificant, they could still leave their mark in the vast river of history with their weak bodies, whether it be a footprint, a thought, an action, or a heroic tale, or by leaving descendants, passing down their legacy.
A person's life might be extremely short.
But it could also be as brilliant as fireworks, lighting up the desolate night.
Even if only for a moment, that would be enough.
Leaving a lasting mark in a limited life was enough to be commendable.
The character for "human" (人) is simple yet complex.
Simple enough to be written with just two strokes.
Complex enough that even a thick historical record cannot fully explain it.
The first stroke of "human" (人) represents standing with integrity, and the second stroke stands for maintaining the right principles! For humans, true belief lies in inheritance.
It's the inheritance of the torch, the continuation of generations, the legacy of an era.
Chu Yang, who had been motionless, suddenly moved.
His eyes burst with boundless brilliance, like stars, emitting a faint light that finally gathered into a radiance enough to light up the night.
Chu Yang raised his hand and made a heavy stroke in the sky above the void.
The first stroke of the character for "human" (人).
This stroke left a deep mark in the void, illuminating the sky.
Then the second stroke followed.
The second stroke of the character for "human" (人).
In an instant, the void trembled, the stars in the heavens collapsed, all laws fell into oblivion, and the Dao vanished.
The heavens and earth emitted strange humming sounds.
Streams of light, visible only to Chu Yang, emerged from countless villages and cities, traversing thousands of miles and converging in front of Chu Yang.
Even the deceased in the village emitted a radiant glow.
Though their bodies perished, their belief remained eternal! A massive character for "human" (人) formed in the sky, solidified by the radiance, emitting infinite divine light.
What was originally a tiny character for "human" (人) now expanded continuously.
Having gathered countless beliefs, the character for "human" (人) became vast and boundless, stretching across the entire sky.
Humanity!