Chapter 61: Confidence Doubled

Finally, Yu Qiang couldn't help but speak: "Zhou Yi, it's okay if you fail, don't worry, I will treat the condition you owe me fairly."

After remaining silent for half a day, Zhou Yi finally turned his head to look at Yu Qiang, a brilliant smile on his face, yet he said nothing.

That smile made Yu Qiang feel somewhat uneasy.

Actually, Zhou Yi was reviewing his experiences from the past five years.

In these five years, he witnessed countless things, broadened his horizons, and creating the Human Race's writing from scratch gave him deeper insight.

At this moment, gazing at the bustling crowd, his heart became unusually calm, as if an invisible force were awakening.

"Do you think I've already failed?" Zhou Yi's words left Hou Tu momentarily unsure how to respond, stunned in place.

Yu Qiang, however, responded bluntly: "I admit your conception is indeed ingenious, and even the characters you wrote along the way may have their own value."

"However, this world has not accepted it, as if it could be corrected at any moment."

Yu Qiang examined the stone tablet in his hand, flipping it over repeatedly.

In the sunlight, the symbols on the stone tablet glittered, yet there was no movement.

He had seen the Demon Race's runes before; those runes emitted a faint golden light and exuded the Demon Race's distinctive aura.

"Our Human Race's writing does not need the Heavenly Dao's approval!"

As soon as Zhou Yi said that, Yu Qiang was greatly shocked.

He secretly marveled at Zhou Yi's boldness and his usual firm attitude, as if he disdained all things in the world.

At the same time, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, slowly moving toward the Human Race's territory.

"You Wu Clan constantly claim you don't respect heaven and earth, yet you actually still fear the Heavenly Dao."

"But we Human Race are different; perhaps our strength is not as great as yours."

"But in will, we are more resolute than any race."

Zhou Yi's gaze was unwavering.

Hou Tu originally intended to speak for Yu Qiang, but after hearing those words, he also felt a hint of annoyance, staring directly at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi, however, did not retreat; he locked eyes with them and then, word by word, spoke the shocking statement.

"But how could our Human Race's writing lack the character 'person'?"

"I want it to be simple and easy to understand, yet full of expressive power."

"It is a left-falling stroke and a right-falling stroke, symbolizing mutual support, people relying on each other, standing firm in the world, so this left-falling and right-falling stroke is the character 'person'!"

Zhou Yi took out the last stone tablet and solemnly wrote the character "person".

Instantly, the other stone tablets bearing writing rose together, floating around Zhou Yi in the astonished gazes of Hou Tu and Yu Qiang.

Zhou Yi's body also began to rise slowly from the mountaintop, surrounded by strange light.

"Could it really have let him succeed?" Yu Qiang exclaimed in astonishment.

Yu Qiang's heart was filled with shock.

With a tremendous boom, a dazzling flash of lightning illuminated Zhou Yi in midair.

Hou Tu's expression changed instantly, and then he cried out hoarsely: "This is not the Heavenly Dao's approval, but heavenly punishment!"

"The Heavenly Dao does not allow its existence."

Hou Tu slowly raised his head, his deep gaze fixed on the sky thick with lightning.

Yu Qiang found a place to sit, sipping the fine wine Zhou Yi had given him, and began his commentary: "The Human Race is truly extraordinary."

"No matter what they do, they always make sure the whole world knows."

At the same time, his gaze did not leave Yu Hao beside him, who usually excels at satire and now stared intently at everything happening in the air.

The thunderclouds in the sky rolled on, like an omen of the apocalypse.

The Human Race on the ground looked up at all this; although they were ordinary humans, they could still feel the strong hostility from the Heavenly Dao.

This feeling was extremely unpleasant, as if the whole world were jointly rejecting their ancestors.

Even deep inside, they unconsciously felt aversion, and reason could barely keep this dangerous emotion in check.

Zhou Yi unhesitatingly charged into the thunderclouds.

Amid the flashing Thunder Light, the Human Race could barely make out those blurry figures.

However, the writing on the stone tablets beside Zhou Yi became especially clear under the lightning's illumination.

These densely packed characters resembled glittering stars in the night sky.

"The Human Ancestor must succeed." Yu Hao and Fang Yun understood that what was happening before them had surpassed mere character creation.

"This is a new path opened for the Human Race, an unprecedented route, crucial for the long-term development of the Human Race."

"Civilization is transmitted and continued through writing; only writing can let civilization stand firm in the river of time."

Zhou Yi, amidst the thunderclouds, adjusted his position, facing the gradually revealed purple divine thunder, with no intention to retreat: "Heavenly Dao above, today I, Zhou Yi, create characters for my Human Race."

His voice was firm and powerful, echoing within the thunderclouds.

Having said that, he decisively drew a left-falling and a right-falling stroke in the air, beginning with the character "person".

This time, the thunderbolt struck without hesitation, directly hitting the character "person" that Zhou Yi had written.

The character instantly emitted golden light, colliding with the thunderbolt.

Astonishingly, the character was not destroyed; instead, the thunderbolt's power made it shine even more brilliantly.

Seeing this, Fang Yun immediately shouted to the crowd: "Everyone look closely—this character is read as 'person', it is our Human Race's 'person'!" Those below heard and began to chant it softly.

At first it was only scattered voices, but soon they swelled into a chorus. Seeing this, Zhou Yi felt great joy, encouraged, and continued writing.

Meanwhile, Nüwa was searching for materials to create humans, and inadvertently witnessed all this, feeling extremely angry.

"Zhou Yi!" she thought, her inner fury blazing, believing the Human Race at this time did not have the capability to possess an independent writing system.

But Zhou Yi's actions elevated the Human Race's status to a new height she deemed inappropriate.

At this moment, Nüwa felt some regret, but she quickly dismissed the thought, deciding to add other elements in an attempt to create something superior.

On the boundless four seas, the Three Pure Ones, after their dissolution, gathered together for the first time.

Tongtian Jiaozhu held a long sword, coldly gazing at the Supreme Purity Celestial Venerable and Yuanshi Tianzun, his tone icy: "You two Saints, are you trying to stop me?"

Supreme Purity Celestial Venerable calmly replied: "Third brother, this is an internal affair of the Human Race, not an arrangement of the Heavenly Dao; you must not meddle." Yuanshi Tianzun then glanced at this brother with slight apprehension, after all, the four Slay Immortal Swords behind him possessed tremendous power.

"Don't call me third brother anymore; the brotherhood between us has long vanished."

"I hope you will address me as Tongtian Daoist. As for whether to assist him, that is my choice." Tongtian Jiaozhu stated firmly.

Supreme Purity Celestial Venerable let out a light sigh, then continued: "In that case, Tongtian Daoist, today I will surely block your path."

"This Human Ancestor is a variable; he must fall here. Do not meddle. Your Slay Immortal Sword Formation poses no threat to us." Upon saying this, Yuanshi Tianzun's confidence instantly surged.