Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

Seeing Ao Guang displaying his divine power, the dragon and turtle cultivators were overjoyed.

I thought they were doomed today.

After all, the dragon cultivators suffered heavy losses, and their peak combat power was only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level. Moreover, they were all entangled in evil energy and karma, making it impossible for them to exert their peak combat power.

In contrast, the sea creatures, although also plagued by malevolent energy and karma, are in a much better position than the dragon cultivators.

With the addition of Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan, both Great Luo Golden Immortals, if it weren't for Prime Minister Turtle leading the Turtle Clan cultivators to set up a great formation, along with the remaining great formation of the Dragon Palace, they would have been annihilated by the Sea Clan long ago.

Now that Ao Guang has made a powerful comeback, severely injuring Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan with a single blow, how could they not be overjoyed?

On the other side, Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan, having steadied themselves, exchanged a glance, their magical power fully activated, continuously gathering laws in preparation for a counterattack.

But at that moment, a bead radiating immense power pierced through the air and hovered above their heads.

Looking at the bead floating above their heads, Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan dared not make the slightest move.

"What... what kind of magical treasure is this?"

Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan were terrified, staring in horror at the bead above their heads.

"Surrender, or die!"

Ao Guang said coldly.

"We, your subjects, submit!"

Upon hearing this, Shark Thorn and Zhang Yan lowered their heads, trembling.

They had finally cultivated themselves to the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal, and they didn't want to die like this.

Faced with the powerful Ao Guang, they dared not hesitate for a moment.

They were afraid that if they hesitated for even a second, they would be killed by the beads above their heads.

"I swear a blood oath to submit to my dragon race for life!"

Seeing this, Ao Guang did not let the two go.

"I, Shark Thorn, the chieftain of the Shark Clan, swear a blood oath today: from this day forward, I and the Shark Clan will be forever subservient to the Dragon Clan. If we disobey, may our entire clan be exterminated!"

"I, Zhang Yan, the patriarch of the Octopus Clan, swear a blood oath today: from this day forward, I and the Octopus Clan will be forever subservient to the Dragon Clan. If we break this oath, may our entire clan be annihilated!"

As the two swore a blood oath, a blood-red Dao script appeared in the sky.

The Daoist script has diversified into countless forms, merging into the bloodlines of the shark and octopus races.

Seeing this, Ao Guang snorted coldly and turned to look at the group of sea race cultivators: "If you want to live, do as they do and swear a blood oath to submit to my dragon race for life. Otherwise, today will be your death day."

Suppressed by Ao Guang's overwhelming aura, the sea race cultivators dared not even breathe, each swearing a blood oath.

"Ao Guang, your cultivation is profound and your background is powerful. We have decided to appoint you as the new emperor of the Dragon Clan. What do you say?"

Seeing that Ao Guang had suppressed a group of sea creatures single-handedly, and with Qin Ming as his backer, the dragon elders discussed the matter for a while and decided to appoint Ao Guang as the new emperor of the dragon clan.

"The Emperor of the Dragon Clan can only be His Majesty the Ancestral Dragon."

"My qualifications are too shallow, and my magical power too weak; I am unfit to bear such a heavy responsibility!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang shook his head, politely declining the suggestion from the dragons.

Just as the dragons were feeling dejected, Ao Guang continued, "However, as a dragon cultivator, I cannot stand idly by when the dragon race is facing such a calamity!"

"I believe it would be better to establish the positions of Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, thereby stabilizing the dragon race!"

"Furthermore, I have received my teacher's permission to allow the Dragon Clan to become vassals of the Three Immortal Islands of Chaos. Do you agree?"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the dragon cultivators lit up.

You need to know, who is the master of the Three Immortal Islands of Chaos?

That was the first great being to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm at the beginning of the primordial era.

With such a powerful being as their vassal, who would dare to oppress the dragon race in the future?

"We are willing!"

"Have you made a decision regarding the selection of the Four Seas Dragon Kings?"

After bowing respectfully, the dragons inquired.

"I am the Dragon King of the East Sea, the Dragon King of the South Sea is Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the West Sea is Ao Run, and the Dragon King of the North Sea is Ao Shun. What do you all think?"

After thinking for a while, Ao Guang didn't stand on ceremony.

Currently, the four of them are the most powerful dragons, making them the most suitable candidates to serve as the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas.

"We are meaningless!"

Seeing this, the dragon cultivators naturally had no objections.

"Very well, now, in the name of the Dragon King of the East Sea, I hereby bestow upon the chieftain of the Turtle Clan the title of Turtle Prime Minister. In my absence, all affairs of the East Sea Dragon Palace shall be managed by the Turtle Prime Minister."

"Prime Minister Turtle, I trouble you to select three virtuous men from your clan to serve as prime ministers of the South Sea, the West Sea, and the North Sea."

"Sharkthorn, you shall lead a contingent of cultivators to accompany Ao Qin to reclaim the South China Sea!"

"Zhang Yan, you will lead a group of cultivators to accompany Ao Run to reclaim the Western Sea!"

"Ao Shun, you and I will go to the North Sea, wipe out the rebellious forces there, and rebuild the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas!"

Upon hearing this, the group of cultivators bowed respectfully: "We humbly obey the decree of the Dragon King of the East Sea!"

The Three Immortal Islands of Chaos.

Qin Ming's eyes shone brightly, piercing through the East Sea. He looked at Ao Guang's handling of the situation and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that the dragons were unharmed, Qin Ming withdrew his divine light and instead took out eleven drops of Ancestral Witch blood essence.

"Brother Qin Ming, what do you need my second brother's and the others' essence blood for?"

Houtu looked at Qin Ming with curiosity.

"The Great God Pangu left an opportunity within the Wu Clan, and this opportunity can only be activated by the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

"However, your cultivation level is far superior to that of Dijiang and the others, making it impossible for you to unite."

"Therefore, I must cultivate an Ancestral Witch to unite with them and extract the opportunity left by the Great God Pangu to the Witch Clan."

"Houtu, you too, take a drop of your essence blood. Once we have nurtured the thirteenth Ancestral Witch, we will travel throughout the primordial world!"

Upon hearing this, Houtu nodded and, without hesitation, forced out a drop of her essence blood and handed it to Qin Ming.

After receiving Houtu's essence blood, Qin Ming took out the Chaos Nurturing Lotus Platform, threw twelve drops of essence blood into it, and placed it above the Twenty-Fourth Grade Pure World White Lotus. Then he activated the Chaos Nurturing Lotus Platform to return the twelve drops of essence blood to their original source.

Time flies.

Since Qin Ming began preaching, more than 60,000 years have passed without anyone realizing it.

During this period, the primordial world became increasingly lively, with various creatures emerging one after another, making the primordial world flourish.

Of course, this situation also made battles in the primordial world a common occurrence.

Qin Ming's seven disciples made a name for themselves as soon as they set foot in the prehistoric world.

The Six-Eared Macaque, in particular, possesses a powerful fighting style, enabling him to fight against heaven and earth and often battle opponents of higher levels.

Even a peak-level Golden Immortal cultivator would find it difficult to defeat the Six-Eared Macaque.

Left with no other choice, the Six-Eared Macaque settled down at the foot of Mount Buzhou, where he would compete and spar with the various ancestral witches every day.

They were all cultivators who primarily focused on physical cultivation. Once they engaged in a fierce battle, their blows landed squarely, displaying their iron-blooded might.

As for Bodhi, he was much more low-key. Every day, he wandered among famous mountains and rivers, experiencing the changes in nature, comprehending the various laws, and integrating them into the law of formlessness.

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi ventured into the prehistoric world together, and their relationship was better than that of their fellow disciples.

After leaving the Chaos Three Immortal Islands, the fourth disciple, Lu Ming, searched everywhere for the source of divine fire, devoured it, and strengthened his own extreme fire source.

When encountering enemies, scorching divine fire fills the sky, threatening to burn down the heavens.

The sixth disciple, Qin Yu, traveled through the prehistoric world while collecting rare and precious materials.

At the same time, he sorted out his alchemy skills from his previous life and combined them with Qin Ming's spiritual wine skills, preparing to create the Dao of Alchemy in this world.

Finally, Styx returned to the Blood Sea, ignoring everything else, focusing solely on refining the Blood Sea's origin, creating the Blood God Child, and completely taking control of the Blood Sea.

Everything is progressing smoothly and in an orderly manner.

On this day, the world was suddenly filled with rosy light, dragons, phoenixes, and qilins danced in the sky, and various spirit beasts ran about. A vast pressure spread from Jade Capital Mountain to all parts of the prehistoric world, forcing all the prehistoric cultivators to prostrate themselves on the ground.

"I am Hongjun, and now I have attained sainthood through the attainment of the Dao. Three thousand years from now, in the boundless chaos of the outer heavens, I will preach the Dao in the Zixiao Palace. Those who are destined may come here to listen to the Dao."

Having said that, Hongjun hovered above the void, his eyes blazing with divine light that pierced through endless space: "Fellow Daoist Jingshi, how was the battle of chaos?"