I, Fuxi, Will No Longer Be an Honest Man in Ancient Times.

Prehistoric, Hongyun Cave. Fuxi held Suiren's hand and looked at the remaining fire seeds of the human race: "I'm not willing to give in!" After saying that, he closed his eyes and ended his tragic second life. Buzhou Mountain. Fuxi, who was reborn in the third life, looked at the gourd vine in front of him: "Is it the early days of the prehistoric times? How pitiful!" He was emotionally excited, "In this life, I will no longer be an honest person in the prehistoric times!" On the top of Buzhou Mountain, a Kuishui divine thunder struck down, hitting Hongjun repeatedly and dodging: "Haoran's righteousness was left to the human race by the Great God Pangu, you can't take it away!" In the secret cave, the Hunyuan Xingxuan Compass hummed, pulling out the time and space energy from Shen Ni's body: "Don't blame me, your beast race will always dominate the wilderness, where will I put my future human race?" On Mount Sumeru, a grand Bagua array suddenly fell down: "Jie Yin, Zhunti, no one is allowed to harvest the fate of my human race. I will draw a circle for you two, and Buddhism will not be allowed to leave the Western Continent from now on!" In the sky outside, the stars shined, and a star beam fell down: "Sanqing, Haotian, humanity has been supreme since the beginning of time. You wait for the saints of heaven and the heaven of immortals to retreat. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind!" Under the gourd vine in Buzhou Mountain, Fuxi looked at the fourth purple-green gourd: "I will be reborn, and you will follow me!" "Coming!" The voice sounded, and the three Nuwa appeared in front of them, "This time it's too big, what should I do?" Fuxi was a little embarrassed...