Chapter 2826 - 83: Fragments of Auspicious Light Remain, What More Is Needed Than Traces in Snow

In order to solve the problems of low reproductive capacity and insufficient breadth of rule.

A mighty expert of the Demon clan took his own form as a template, then removed the talents unique to the Demon clan, and created the Human Race.

As a vassal Race of the Demon clan, they assisted the Demon clan in ruling the Ten Thousand Realms, and at times were even food.

To avoid a tail that grows too large to be controlled, at the very moment of creation their Dao Veins were sealed off, and a lifespan limit of one hundred and twenty‑nine years and six months was set.

After all, "Of the Great Expansion the number is fifty, yet its use is forty‑nine."

There were an exceedingly small number of human geniuses who, by accident, possessed Natural Dao Veins and could cultivate. In that era, they received selection and promotion from the Demon clan, helping the Demon clan control the Human Race.

What is the common trait of the Demon clan once the Demon Mark is removed?

Is it not precisely "human"!?

So why is it said that the Human Race and the Demon clan are so alike? Because in a certain sense, the two Races spring from the same source.

Yet this segment of history was wiped out. Not only erased from written records and oral transmission, but also erased from cognition itself.

This erasure of cognition was not limited merely to the Human Race, but spread through all worlds, past and present.

Only in this depth of time can one gain a faint glimpse.

Thus, why is it that among Yu Zhen’s political programs, the slogan that united the Power of the Dragon Clan—"Dragons were originally demons"—is known even to Yuan Mengji, while the doctrine that established the Demon clan’s self‑confidence—"In this world there were originally no humans"—cannot be passed down, and even if inscribed upon the True‑word Stele can only be hidden in this depth of time—this is the reason.

Regardless of the Human Race, Demon clan, Water Race, Sea Clan... the vast majority of wise spirits know only that in the Ancient Times, the Human Race was ruled and enslaved by the Demon clan, and in the end rose in rebellion, counterattacked the Demon clan, and became the masters of the present world.

If no accident occurred, the vast majority of wise spirits would never know that the Human Race was created by the Demon clan.

For such cognition has long since been erased!

The shattering of Flying Light is that accident.

In the depths of time, one can behold history.

Demons such as Lu Qilang and Shujia Lan could not help but feel a subtle, nameless taste in their hearts.

The Human Race was actually a Race created by the Demon clan. Yet such a group, upon birth already shackled with a set lifespan, the vast majority unable even to cultivate, these "humans" in the end defied Heaven and altered fate, counter‑attacked the Demon Race Heavenly Court, seized the present world in heroic dominion, suppressing all heavens, and locked the Demon clan away in this Hell World!

Such workings of fortune truly make one sigh!

It was Xiong Sansi who, after a brief silence, raised a question; his rough voice clattered noisily: "This is a True‑word Stele, carved with the True words of that moment of questioning one’s heart. That is to say, if you deceive yourself, and within your heart construct a false cognition as something you believe to be correct, you can still engrave True words upon this... I understand it this way—is that wrong?"

Lu Qilang thought for a moment, then said: "In theory it is so. But the claim that the Demon clan created the Human Race can resolve all the doubts I’ve had since childhood about the two Races. I think..."

Rumble rumble rumble... the immense square True‑word Stele before their eyes sank as though into the sea.

It was like a boundary‑marker stele, seeming to describe the distance of this journey—this second True‑word Stele in the historical depths of the Land of Shenxiao.

And the Power of this time‑fragmented flight could only support them this far.

This voyage through time seemed to have reached its end and could go no farther, and so it began to reverse.

The streamers of flowing light and phantasms that had been traversing backward now began to fly forward again.

Heaven and earth vast and remote, Chaos‑filled Universe.

Fragments of auspicious light should yet remain—what more need we seek of traces in snow and mud?