Chapter 875 - Nature Weapon (1/2)

The Star Torrent Fortress organized a celebration; the many humans celebrated the amnesty happily. After being imprisoned for three years, Mu Suge was finally released and to compensate him, they treated him with various delicacies.

Zhong Yue, on the other hand, was invited to another sacred ground within the fortress, which was the Fuxi Celestial Race's saint palace.

In the long hallway, Zhong Yue looked at the ancient pictures carved onto the walls where the history of Fuxi Celestial Race was recorded.

He walked this hall as if he walked through the history where the Fuxi Celestial Race gradually turned into humans, witnessing his own people's resistance and the brave fallen souls of his race. He also saw how the Fuxi Celestial Race's survivors struggled in the direst situations, wandering everywhere in search of a chance of survival for their descendants.

He then saw how they finally became humans and the disparity in them were lively carved into the pictures in the walls. In the end, the final Fuxi clan master carried a human baby in his hands, raising it over his head and below him were his people that teared in joy over the newborn.

Facing against this new life, the clan master accepted the fact that they had all turned into humans and everything in this picture made Zhong Yue feel very poignant.

As he passed the hall, he witnessed the growth of the humans, the building of the Star Torrent Fortress, the Fuxi Celestial Race's branch elder leading the humans before finally being struck down by the Heavenly Warden.

The 80,000 year epic of humanity was one of legendary resistance; finally, they managed to find their ground in the ancient universe as wanderers.

"Fuxi, this way please."

The human old man that sat on the pale skeleton throne was now extremely awake and along with another few white-haired old man elders, he led Zhong Yue to the palace center.

This place was its own universe, a dimension forged by the branch's clan master. What appeared before Zhong Yue's vision were countless memorial tablets. On the front, starting with the Fire Order Era's Great Sui times, the memorial tablets were placed in order; the Fire Order Era Sui Sovereigns to Earth Order Era's creator, Fuxi Celestial Race's Pao Xi, then the final Fuxi monarch, Fu Min and finally, the last clan master from the Fuxi Celestial Race's branch.

Behind their memorial tablets were even more names that Zhong Yue did not recognize.

The history of these brave individuals was entirely erased in the outside world but their stories were clearly written down here. There was a saying that went, a race is not truly extinct until the last vestige of its history has been erased.

The humans out there had forgotten about their ancestors and knew nothing about the glorious civilization their ancestors once had and the powerful era they ruled.

But here, the ancestors' stories and history were carefully preserved. As long as the history was remembered, there will always be a chance for the descendants to restore its former glory!

Zhong Yue carved the history into his head and in his ears rang the singings that sung about the stories of his ancestors detailedly, recounting their past glory to him in vivid detail.

After some time, Zhong Yue said bitterly, "Why don't you make a divine statue for them? I've seen their spirits in the void, they… they've writhed…."

"Our prayers couldn't reach into the void."

The human old clan master, Fu Qizhi sighed, "If we made a statue and prayed to the ancestors, there would be heavenly lightning that descends onto these statues and the Heavenly Wardens will follow soon after. Throughout these years, countless of our people were killed just like that because of this. With that, everyone gradually stopped praying to the ancestors ..."

"They're really trying to force us into extinction." said Zhong Yue after a moment of silence.

Fu Qizhi nodded, "It's directly related to Heaven. Back then, when we, the survivors tried to bring forth an ancestor's spirit, reverse our fate, but we couldn't even summon one and instead, we were ambushed. We didn't even manage to obtain a single ancestor's arts and in the end, we even lost our ancestors' civilizations. Fuxi, after 80,000 years, you've finally surface again. Perhaps, the spirits of our ancestors could not bear to see us plunging ourselves into extinction where our people are eaten alive like sheep."

Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "Clan master, there are still Fuxi in the Zi Wei Galaxy. I even saw the previous Fuxi Celestial Race's clan master, Feng Changyang and his people in the State of Heavenly River…."

"They are not Fuxis! They are just pets kept in cages by those that want to annihilate us."

Fu Qizhi said coldly, They are nothing but traitors! We may be humans but all of us are far more loyal than any of them in Zi Wei!"

An elder humped, "Especially that clan master who knows nothing but entertaining himself! We tried to get in touch but all we got was disappointment!"

Zhong Yue frowned and said, "There is a Fuxi lady called Si Ming. Her bloodline is purer than mine and her talents put mine to shame."

"That girl?"

Fu Qizhi and the elders exchanged looks and they shook their head in sync, "She's not a real Fuxi. The only true Fuxi remaining in this world is probably just you."

Zhong Yue was in great shock and he exclaimed, "She is not a Fuxi?"

"I'm afraid not."

Fu Qizhi said, "There is something that you must know, please come with us."

Zhong Yue followed behind them right away and Fu Qizhi continued, "Our branch's Fuxi Celestial Race's clan master is also a wise and powerful one but he was born in the wrong time. He had planned a lot for the rise of our race again and there is a measure he left behind. This measure is an empowered and magnificent weapon prepared for any Fuxi that appear again in the future. It has been worshipped and prayed at for 80,000 years but 600 years ago, we grew impatient and we awoke this weapon."