Rebirth of the Wilderness

At the foot of a group of mountains in the eastern part of the prehistoric world, Nuwa stood quietly, her eyes gently and deeply cast upon the creature in front of her that she had created with her own hands.

Although this creature is young, it is full of vitality and energy, as if it is the purest existence in the world.

Nuwa couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling of relief and pride in her heart.

Ever since she parted with Zhao Song, Nuwa has always had a dream - to create a race independent of the existing prehistoric creatures.

This dream is not only a continuation of Zhao Song's teachings, but also her own profound understanding of the great way of creation of heaven and earth.

She believes that in this vast and boundless world, there should be more diverse life forms, jointly interpreting the splendor and prosperity of this world.

However, the road to creating life is not smooth.

In the process of pursuing her dream, Nuwa encountered many setbacks and difficulties, but with her strong perseverance, she still conceived a creature that was close to perfect.

Although Nuwa was delayed for a while due to Di Jun's affairs, she did not gain nothing. After the wedding of Di Jun and Xihe, Nuwa not only successfully refined the top-grade innate spiritual treasure red hydrangea, but also gained a lot of merits. In the process, she also realized the mystery of the theory of yin and yang.

These gains and insights not only deepened her cultivation, but also gave her a clearer and more complete vision for the plan of creating living beings.

She began to try to incorporate the principles of yin and yang into the creatures she was about to create, so that the creatures she conceived would be more in line with the laws and rules of the universe.

After countless deductions, she used her unique power of creation and profound cultivation background, and continued to try and improve. Finally, Nuwa was confident that she could create this creature.

So, Nuwa began her journey of creation.

Finally today, thanks to Nuwa's unremitting efforts, a new creature was born in her hands.

This creature was exactly as Nuwa had imagined. Although it was very weak at first, it possessed great potential and wisdom, as well as a deep connection and bond with Fuxi.

Nuwa believed that as the number of these creatures increased, the entire prehistoric world would be shocked and amazed in the future.

With the successful creation of the first living being, Nuwa not only gained a lot of satisfaction and pride, but also gained recognition from heaven and earth and abundant merit and fortune.

This merit and fortune nourished her body and mind like a sweet rain, greatly improving her cultivation and realm.

Feeling this unprecedented power and joy, Nuwa became more motivated.

She knew her purpose very well, so she continued to devote herself to the great cause of creating living beings without hesitation.

As the number of living creatures created by Nuwa increased, she became more and more familiar with this magical power of creation, and later on she no longer needed to create them one by one.

She stretched out her slender hand and took out the gourd vine that she had carefully prepared.

This gourd vine is the innate spiritual root gourd vine. It not only contains rich vitality and aura, but is also extremely tough. Although it has withered, it still exudes an extraordinary breath.

Nuwa waved her hand gently, and the gourd vine turned into a green light dancing in the air.

She dipped some special raw materials, which were all natural treasures carefully selected by her from all over the prehistoric world, and contained endless vitality and vigor.

With a gentle wave of Nuwa's hand, these raw materials turned into starlight and fell on the open space in front of her.

The starlight quickly gathered together to form vivid creatures that appeared before Nuwa's eyes.

They are running, jumping, laughing and making noise, full of vitality and energy.

Nuwa looked at these creatures that she had created with her own hands, and her heart was filled with maternal light and love.

She knew that these humans would become an important force in the ancient world and bring more color and hope to the world.

As time went by, Nuwa's skills in creating humans became more and more sophisticated.

Not only can she create creatures of various shapes, but she can also give them different personalities and talents.

As time went by, the number of creatures created by Nuwa increased day by day. Some of them were lively and active, while others were intelligent and clever, adding an unprecedented vitality and vigor to these new creatures.

However, when the number of these creatures reached an astonishing 129,600, Nuwa suddenly found that her creativity seemed to have reached a certain limit and she could no longer create new life out of thin air.

Through the subtle perception of the way of heaven, Nuwa finally understood the reason for all this.

It turns out that these 129,600 lives are the limit of the number of lives that can be created by humans, and are also the original source of life that she can bestow as the creator.

Now she just needs to name these creatures, give them a common identity and belonging, and then she can no longer interfere.

From now on, these creatures will only be able to rely on their own strength to reproduce and thrive, gradually forming a new race and writing their own chapter of history together.

Faced with this result, Nuwa felt both worried and emotional.

She knew that from now on, the future of these creatures would be entirely in their own hands, and whether they would prosper or decline would depend on their wisdom and efforts.

Just as Nuwa was immersed in the thought of naming the newly created creature, with a frown on her face, trying to find a name that was both appropriate and meaningful from her vast thoughts, her mind was suddenly attracted by an unusual wave.

This fluctuation originated from the space in front, and it broke the tranquility and balance of the surroundings in a subtle yet strong way.

Nuwa's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she keenly sensed that this spatial fluctuation was not formed naturally, but that some existence was trying to pass through the void.

This made her feel a little curious but also a little wary.

After all, in this ancient world, the existence that can cause such spatial fluctuations is definitely not an ordinary person.

As the fluctuations gradually increased, a figure gradually appeared in the void. It was Zhao Song. He carried Kong Xuan with him and crossed the void at an astonishing speed, heading straight for Nuwa.

When the two appeared in front of Nuwa, the entire space seemed to shake, and even the newborn creatures looked up curiously at the sudden visitors.

When Nuwa saw that it was Zhao Song, she felt relieved and a gentle smile appeared on her lips, like a flower blooming in spring, warm and bright.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice was gentle but with a force that could not be ignored, and she took the initiative to break the silence of the moment: "Senior Yantian, I never thought that it was you who came. I was just wondering who had such magical powers to travel through the many spaces and come to me.

Senior, what are you here for? "

When Zhao Songbei heard this, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Nuwa, you are indeed extraordinary.

It is rare to create such intelligent and spiritual creatures in this vast world.

I came here because I sensed what was happening here, and I couldn't wait to come here to witness this historic moment."

When Nuwa heard this, a warm feeling surged in her heart. Yan Tiandao was one of the people she respected the most. Being recognized and praised by him was undoubtedly the greatest encouragement to her.

So, she replied respectfully: "Thank you for your praise, senior. I would also like to thank you for your previous guidance.

I can just follow the will of heaven and do my best to add a touch of color to this world.

I haven't named these new creatures yet. Since you are here, why don't you give them some names?"

Zhao Song hesitated for a moment, and without hesitation, he suggested, "Let's call them 'human race'!"

Upon hearing this, Nuwa pondered for a moment. She was well aware of the importance of names. They were not just a symbol, but also a definition of the identity and mission of these creatures.

The word "human race" carries too heavy a weight, and he doesn't know if the creatures he created can bear it.

As Zhao Song's words fell, those new creatures seemed to feel something.

They all lowered their heads in thought, as if savoring the deep meaning and expectations behind the name.

Seeing this, Nuwa took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with determination and tenderness.

She looked at the new creatures who were bowing their heads in thought, with complex emotions surging in her heart.

Zhao Song’s suggestion, “The Human Race,” is concise and powerful, but the responsibilities and expectations behind it are equally profound.

She realized that this name was not only a naming of these creatures, but also a kind of sustenance and expectation for their future destiny.

“Senior Yantian, your proposal is very meaningful.

The word "human race" not only reflects their uniqueness and dignity, but also carries our infinite hope for their future."

Nuwa spoke slowly, her voice revealing a solemnity and determination, "However, I also know the weight of this name.

These creatures are required to possess not only wisdom, courage and strength, but also kindness, tenacity and unity, in order to live up to this name. "

Having said that, Nuwa's gaze swept over the newborn creatures again.

She saw that although they were young, their eyes were sparkling with curiosity and desire for the unknown world.

This innocence and courage comforted her and made her more determined.

"In that case, let us look forward to it together.

May these creatures thrive and write their own glorious chapters in the name of the human race!"

As Nuwa's words fell, the new creatures seemed to be inspired by something. They all looked up at Nuwa and Zhao Song, with a more determined light flashing in their eyes.

They seem to understand the meaning and expectations of their names, and are ready to embrace future challenges and opportunities.

From then on, the name "human race" became the common identity and spiritual symbol of these new creatures. They lived and multiplied on this land, creating their own civilization and miracles with wisdom and courage.