Day after day, year after year, he unconsciously came to this ancient desolate world, and it has been fifteen years, and gradually he has become accustomed to life in the desolate world.

Since that day, after the first encounter with the ancient human race, Yang Xiao followed them back to the human race, the human race was born, the number was only tens of thousands, divided into more than a dozen tribes, respectively, living in some valleys at the foot of the Great Zhou Mountain, hunting and gathering wild fruits for a living, survival is extremely difficult.

And he also knew that the reason why those Terrans would kneel down and worship him was because those people saw him fall from the sky with their own eyes!

After settling in that Terran tribe and seeing the difficulties of the newborn Terran, Yang Xiao's heart was shaken, and it seemed that there was a force in the darkness that made him can't help but want to do something for the Terran.

He led the Terrans to hunt, kill fierce beasts, taught the Terrans how to use trees and stones to build simple dwellings, taught the Terrans how to use animal fur to protect their bodies, and taught the Terrans how to use trees and animal bones as weapons.

He also tried to teach the Terrans how to set traps when hunting, how to let fewer people use the formation, and catch more prey, but unfortunately, the Terrans couldn't learn at all.

Even, Yang Xiao once tried to teach the language of the clansmen, but there was no result.

Obviously, they already have wisdom and can communicate with each other with simple sounds and movements, but when Yang Xiao tries to teach them language, he just can't learn it, and his language learning ability seems to be inferior to that of babies in later generations.

For a full fifteen years, he could only learn a few simple languages from the Terrans, but it was enough to surprise and satisfy him.

More than ten years ago, his tribe, because of Yang Xiao's leadership, gradually grew and became the largest tribe of the human race, and most of the nearby human tribes were attached to it, and Yang Xiao was recognized as their leader.

As a result, in less than fifteen years, Yang Xiao has almost unified the Terran Race, thus becoming the first king of the Terran Race!

[Trigger the main quest, the first king of the human race, please lead your people to get rid of the most primitive living conditions, and make them grow stronger, complete the task, you can obtain the innate five elements of divine light, smelt the five elements, and become a great supernatural power. 】

Fifteen years, fifteen years, Yang Xiao finally waited for his task, the innate five elements divine light, he didn't know what kind of great divine power this was, but he knew that it was definitely not a simple thing to be called a great divine power, all in all, as long as he completed this task, he would be developed!

Waking up from the meditation and cultivating is an indispensable thing for him in the past fifteen years, although the foot of Dazhou Mountain is full of rare heaven and earth spiritual objects, and he has collected a lot, but when the foundation is unstable, he does not dare to take it too much, Rao is so, all of which make his skills improve by leaps and bounds, no less than 10,000 years of penance, so that the foundation that has just been stable begins to sway again, where does he dare to eat indiscriminately!

Looking up, outside the cave, heavy rain poured down, this was the biggest rain Yang Xiao had seen since he came to the ancient desolate world fifteen years.

Even after traveling through several worlds, he had never seen such heavy rain in the past time.

Along with the heavy rain and strong winds, many large trees in the valley with a diameter of five or six people were uprooted and rolled everywhere in the heavy rain.

Originally, most of today's human races have lived in simple houses, but in the face of this storm, Yang Xiao had no choice but to lead them to hide in some caves.

The newborn human race, with infinite reverence for the heavens, they hid in the depths of the cave, trembling all over, as if there was some danger nearby, and the body subconsciously felt the danger, Yang Xiao was the same, but as the king of the human race, he did not hide in the depths of the cave.

Slowly getting up, he came to the entrance of the cave, he wanted to see how this sudden wind and rain was formed, but unfortunately the wind and rain were too big, he couldn't see anything, the endless rain curtain had completely blocked his vision, and even the distance from the divine sense could not be too far.

The rain lasted for three days and three nights, and if enough food was not stocked, it would definitely bring unimaginable disasters to the Terrans.

Fortunately, because of Yang Xiao's vigilance, this qiē has passed, and everyone looked at Yang Xiao in awe, their eyes full of admiration and respect.

They surrounded Yang Xiao and made a simple voice in their mouths: "Wang-Wang-"

After the rain passed, Yang Xiao led the human race out of the cave, the mountains were full of crooked trees, all the vegetation was uprooted, the broken fruits were sprinkled all over the earth, under the trees, there were still large animal bodies, and from time to time there were a few wails.

Almost all the Terrans stood outside the cave, quietly looking at Yiqiē in front of them, without making any sound, even the most naughty children were quietly hiding in their mother's arms, their eyes were full of fear, that was the fear of unknown forces!

Yang Xiao's heart moved, when he ordered all tribes and human races to take action and collect the fallen wild fruits and animal corpses, this is the food given by God to the human race, and it needs to be well preserved.

He also had the human race build simple fences out of fallen trees, gather up the wounded beasts, and choose the milder ones, such as cows, sheep, chickens, and ducks, and feed them.

At the same time, he also felt from the dark that his opportunity had come!

Because of this heavy rain, the fires of the human race are almost completely gone, and those fires are all born from the thunder and then on the trees, and they were collected by Yang Xiao, and now he has to look for them anew.

However, he didn't go out to look for it, because he sensed that the opportunity for him to officially become the king of the human race was on this "fire"!

So, after a few days of sunny weather, and after the trees and weeds that had been wet before were dried, Yang Xiao came to a clearing in the center of the tribe.

He took a large handful of velvety weeds and some leafy branches, spread them out, flattened them, folded two sun-dried logs, one thick and one thin, and put the thick ones on the spread weeds, and then quickly drilled them up on the thick wood with the thin wood.

The principle of drilling wood to make fire is the most primitive method of making fire that every later generation understands.

Yang Xiao had scruples before, so he didn't dare to manipulate it at will, but this time the heavy rain and the extinguishing of all the fires of the human race made him understand that this was the opportunity for the rise of the human race!

Even if he doesn't do this, soon, there will be people in the human race who will do it under the guidance of God, in this case, why don't he do it, God will not take it, it is stupid!

As the leader of the human race, Yang Xiao's strange behavior attracted many onlookers, and everyone watched quietly, wondering what Yang Xiao was doing.

Gradually, Yang Xiao turned the wood faster and faster, and began to emit green smoke, and then the smoke became thicker and thicker, and began to emerge Mars, and the dead grass and leaves next to him were gradually ignited by Mars.

With a "whew", the fire ignited, and Yang Xiao hurriedly threw the withered grass, leaves, and dead branches on the side into the fire, so as not to extinguish the fire that had finally ignited again.

The onlookers looked at the sudden flames and were stunned for a while, until Yang Xiao had already expanded the fire into a fire, and then they shouted wildly.

Yang Xiao lifted the burning thick wood, like a torch, high, pointing straight to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Sui!"

"Sui-Sui-" almost all the human races shouted, after Yang Xiao's fifteen years of leadership, there are hundreds of thousands of human races that have been derived and developed, and they shouted one after another, gradually converging into a single voice, earth-shattering, resounding throughout the foot of the Great Zhou Mountain!

At the same time, above the sky, without warning, a golden auspicious cloud gathered, and then, a thick golden pillar of light fell from the sky and came straight towards Yang Xiao!