"I have never been so wronged in my life!"
"No! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!"
Lu Ya Daojun, with his gentle, fiery red long hair cascading down his shoulders, seemed to have his fur bristled. Without waiting for the other ancient saints to respond, he directly took his Dao fruit, carrying most of its power, and with a roar, from the land of "Nothingness," he hurled most of his power into the land of "Being"!
He hurled it into the Chaos!
Ancestor Hun Kun's eyes widened.
Jin Bifeng was slightly speechless.
The Lone Fire Ghost King was bewildered.
Heavenly Corpse Venerable muttered, "The little brat is too impatient."
Yin Yang Divine Venerable sighed, "Originally, I planned for my Yin Yang Divine Hall, a mere outer disciple, to have Pangu make his move. This would also show the prestige of our Divine Realm, wouldn't it? Who would have thought the little brat would be so impatient?"
Wei Yayun, in her white dress, spoke up for Lu Ya Daojun, "You haven't been paying attention to the kind of life his avatar has been living in the Human Race Heavenly Court?"
"Grooming horses, feeding horses, that's fine. The Human Race Heavenly Court even fitted him with horseshoes. He's now become an exhibit mount."
"He's endured it for over a million years. He finally waited for Fang Ming to ascend to the Immortal King realm, so he had to go down to get revenge..."
Hearing this, all the ancient saints expressed their understanding.
Only Yin Yang Divine Venerable continued to say, "But he might not be able to defeat Fang Ming..."
Wei Yayun said irritably, "Anyway, his Dao fruit is here. Unless the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons can break into this ultimate Nothingness, Lu Ya won't die."
"Let him temper himself. It's not right to always beg us to act. If it's like this every time, I'm afraid he'll forget how to use the Immortal Slaying Gourd!"
Yin Yang Divine Venerable retreated a step, muttering, "What about the Divine Realm? After all, my Divine Realm is above the Primordial World, one of the Upper Realms. When will it be my Divine Realm's turn to appear?"
The ancient saints immediately collapsed.
The young girl in the white dress, Wei Yayun, immediately said unceremoniously, "Your Divine Realm is full of experts, too powerful! You should queue up at the back!"
"The Yin Yang Divine Hall is such a colossal entity, ruling the entire Divine Realm. If it appears now, the other ancient saints will have no chance to show themselves!"
"That's it. Listen to my orders, your appearance order has been pushed back, just after Dao Ancestor Hongjun!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Yang Divine Venerable immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Wei Yayun, you're too cruel!"
"You even pushed back my appearance order!"
"Will my Yin Yang Divine Hall ever get a chance to appear... I hope that Fang Ming can last a bit longer, so that the strong of my Divine Realm can show their faces..."
The ancient saints cast unfriendly glances at Yin Yang Divine Venerable.
Yin Yang Divine Venerable immediately coughed and said, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything."
"Everyone, disperse."
"Oh, no, let's have a banquet to celebrate Lu Ya Daojun, so that he can fail successfully... oh, no, so that he can return successfully, and then we can eat..."
A fist the size of a casserole smashed into the back of Yin Yang Divine Venerable's head.
"Ah! Who hit me? Who hit me?"
...
The matter in the land of Nothingness came to an end.
In the land of "Being," also known as "Chaos," this chaotic era finally welcomed an ancient saint.
An ancient saint, one who had survived eighteen immeasurable kalpas, carrying the supreme chaotic supreme treasure, the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book, the supreme chaotic supreme treasure, the Immortal Slaying Gourd, and most of the power from his Dao fruit, descended upon his same-bodied avatar...
The ancient saint, Lu Ya Daojun, has descended!
...
The Primordial World.
Below the thirty-three heavens, beneath the operation of the myriad stars, in the Primordial Continent.
The Primordial Continent, vast and boundless, with its edges being the Four Seas and Eight Desolations, namely the East Sea, West Sea, South Sea, and North Sea.
All were covered by the footprints of the human race.
And in the center of the Primordial Continent, countless futuristic cities of the human race were erected.
In a futuristic city, a human cultivator at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, a Saint King level cultivator of the Heaven-Shielding Method, stepped out of this futuristic city.
His name was Si Hanwen, the second young master of the Si family, a sixth-rank aristocratic family of the human race.
Under normal circumstances, with humanity's current technology reaching the pinnacle of intermediate civilization, infinitely close to advanced civilization, there should be no such thing as aristocratic families; the concept of families and aristocratic families should have been eliminated long ago.
Intermediate technological civilization had even severed normal human reproductive capabilities, instead relying on gene cultivation and cloning to mass-produce humans and create the human race.
That was already a utopian society, where bodies were created in batches, wisdom was instilled, and the sanctity of life was eliminated. The ability to clone millions of intelligent humans with memories in one second had completely destroyed traditional family ties.
So-called reproduction, compared to gene cloning, gene cultivation, and the infusion of wisdom and memories into the brain, was so backward and corrupt.
Raising someone to adulthood at eighteen, compared to gene cloning, gene cultivation, neural modification, and the infusion of wisdom and memories into the brain, where millions of adult humans with normal emotions and the ability to think could be mass-produced in an instant...
It had become extremely backward...
Intermediate technological civilization, if willing, could increase its population and citizen numbers by hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times in minutes. Life and wisdom had become things that could be manipulated and created at will.
Under normal circumstances, as soon as a civilization stepped from a stellar level to an intermediate technological civilization, it would face this difficult choice.
Would it choose to completely break the forbidden zone of life, mass-producing intelligent humans with gene technology, allowing humanity itself to become a resource that could be deployed at will?
When a human descended on a barren planet, as long as they carried a gene modification laboratory, they could produce millions of intelligent adults with memories in just a few minutes...
Or would it resist the arrival of this era, resist the analysis of the essence of life by mad scientists, refuse to break the forbidden zone of life, and continue to maintain traditional family and reproductive relationships?
To acknowledge the sanctity of life, rather than the technology that mass-produces humans and tramples on the sanctity of life.
This was the great dilemma faced by intermediate technological civilizations in many sci-fi worlds in the vast sea.
Almost all, at least ninety percent or more of technological civilizations, chose to break the forbidden zone of life and trample on the sanctity of life, thereby gaining the qualification to produce humans and intelligent life.
This was because this method of producing humans was simply too superior to traditional reproduction!
Population size, how to adjust it, how to adjust it!
What if the population is too small? Encourage childbirth? Too backward! Of course, it would be mass-produced, created from the assembly line!
This advantage was always there!