Twenty-fourth Century.
The mysterious external god has departed, descending to bestow medicine, weapons, and machines, shaking the mortals on earth.
Yet, the intrinsic foundation of the earth's mortals is insufficient; they can only eke out survival, secretly researching various knowledge, and hiding their transformation of appearance, developing in the shadows.
Their wisdom is elevated, and their character becomes exceedingly cunning, becoming the most adept at concealing themselves among all races.
And this has persisted through several eras.
On the Divine Mountain and in the Abyss, various races also strive to develop their civilization and faith, having evolved for six centuries, with their racial martial arts beginning to mature.
Each and every one of them has the beast-like heads of ants, with heads of chickens, ducks, snakes, wolves, exceedingly bizarre; they are known as the heavenly deities and the demons below.
Twenty-fifth Century.
The long years flow by, the ant-men on earth accompany their unceasing reproduction, increasing in number, they were quickly discovered.
"What race is this?"
"So weak, just a pile of soft flesh!"
"Utterly ridiculous!"
The mortals on earth are very clever.
No matter how they are interrogated, they hide the transaction of the external god's descent, they lack the bestial nature of straightforwardness and possess a deceitful and insidious human nature, knowing how to endure, bearing humiliation and carrying weight.
They know this is not their era.
This world is the era of the gods!
Jiaxia elevated high above, his eyes seemingly contain chaos, overlooking the entire mortal realm.
He resides within the sun, an intangible pressure still envelops the entire earth, oppressing all lives with invincible force.
This ancient unfathomable existence, this undefeated ancient century deity has governed the world for over twenty centuries since the opening of heaven and earth!
At this moment, his fame is at its peak, to what extent his cultivation reaches is unknown.
All the gods of Olympic Mountain, and the demons underground know clearly they are false gods, only Jiaxia is different, entirely distinct from them!
Twenty-sixth Century.
Jiaxia still occasionally appears atop the sun, overlooking the entire earthly realm, eyes chaotic, with an indescribable temperament, his vast pressure covers the entire Divine Mountain.
Other godly entities on the Divine Mountain detect that Jiaxia's vitality and spirit remain vigorous!
"Jiaxia is the reincarnation of a god, why doesn't he fall yet?"
"We now are all becoming aged, only this one existence remains eternal?"
"Indeed, the third-generation offspring Tuki has aged and fallen, and now the new King of the Gods, fourth-generation offspring Jaqamachi also approaches dusk, but..."
Rumors spread in the shadows.
"Jiaxia is like us, with the same exterior and form, even as the reincarnation of a deity, he should experience birth, aging, sickness, and death!"
"Remember when Jiaxia once said, he is the reincarnation of the God of Mankind, possessing birth, aging, sickness, and death, leading only one generation to prosperity before leaving this world."
"Yes, why did he specifically span so many eras in longevity?"
"Calculating the lifespan, we are all nearing old age, even reincarnating into that mysterious race fused only a tenth, unable to extend life greatly...only Jiaxia is uniquely exceptional!"
"However, being the God of Mankind, his lifespan is terrifying, yet why remain at the same level as ours? Is there some profound intent?"
"There must be profound intent, a test of our wisdom! A test of the wisdom of earthly beings!"
Voices emerge stealthily.
The Divine Mountain and Abyss enter an unimaginable peace period, tacitly ceasing conflicts, even regarding the anomalies of all earthly creatures dismissively.
Because... the first batch of leaders from both sides are about to die of old age.
They hold great authority, ruling the earth and longevity, having witnessed countless centuries transition, their absolute superiority, fearing their own death more intensely...
This is an instinct imprinted deep within the marrow!
Ambition stirs, increasingly frantic, they gaze upon Jiaxia's long-lived, immortal existence with ever-growing longing...
"Clearly saying they would rule only one generation, yet they remain immortal, youth ever-lasting..."
"Clearly being the reincarnated god, yet remaining at the same level as us...we could even pose a threat, purposely halting the level as united?"
"Could it be???"
"This must be the God of Wisdom assessing us! Hinting for us to slay him, to enlighten the earthly mortals, seeing through the inner god!"
"I see!!"
"Ancient God Jiaxia differs from the earthly mortals! His bloodline descendants can reside in slumber within the sun... his body surely holds divine blood!"
"If we obtain divine blood, we will surely be eternal!"
Gods and demons become frenzied, their expressions full of madness.
And an unknown entity deliberately guides and spreads the message throughout the entire world:
Slay the God of Wisdom, this is the God of Wisdom... the ultimate test for the living beings of earth!!
Slay the god!
...
Jiaxia remains silent.
He gazes at the multitude of gods standing before the earthly realms.
With his wisdom, he foresaw a certain inevitability in history long ago yet maintained his inner benevolence, not distrusting its dangers.
The Divine Mountain, vast and majestic, towers above the earth.
"Is it so? Neglecting the world for so long, you too have grown old, before one realizes, time has passed so swiftly..." Jiaxia calmly gazes at Jaqamachi before him,
With serene composure, without the slightest ripple, murmuring: "The ambitious young man of that year, for the sake of vying with his father over the Enchanting Queen, boiling with fervent arrogance, his heroic battle posture on the Divine Mountain seems right before my eyes... his demeanor, temperament, grandeur so different from you."