I, Emperor Xin, Hold the Kongtong Seal in My Hand, the Most Holy of Prehistoric Times.

Laughing to death, how could the Kongtong Seal fly by itself in the hands of a saint from the Human Religion? You don't know how to cultivate in the hands of little Kalami. If the Kongtong Seal were so easy to come out, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors wouldn't have used their bodies to suppress the fate of the human race. Ever since the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun combined their thoughts, they have been suppressing the human Dao Dao, extracting three fortunes and virtues to control the entire prehistoric world, and no one can watch it without thinking.

What a mess! It looks too strenuous

. . . . . Just don't look at it

. . . . Well enough