Within the Space-Time River, Shennong led the ten thousand race army, traversing countless worlds.
A mere century had passed in the Primordial era, yet the time of the All Heavens was beyond calculation.
Upon his return, Shennong's steps remained steady.
Each of his steps seemed to resonate with the pulse of the earth.
Shennong concluded his final inspection of the world.
He imprinted in his heart the fertility and barrenness of every piece of land, and the laughter and suffering of every subject.
As the last ray of the setting sun cast its glow upon the towering walls of Chen Capital, Shennong's silhouette once more appeared in this Human Dao Imperial City.
Almost at the same time as his return to the Holy Land, the envoys he had dispatched to the four corners, tasked with assessing the tribal leaders of the world, also returned to Chen Capital like rivers flowing into the sea.
