The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Unfortunately, the situation when the demons collided with the ghosts and corpses was not as intense as Luo Zu had anticipated.

Instead, they were completely unrelated, and nothing happened.

It's like two parallel lines; they never collide.

The horde of ghostly corpses passed through the demon race, seemingly uninterested in this "buffet."

This is completely out of step with the nature of these evil spirits and zombies.

But it really happened, right under Luo Zu's nose.

At this late hour, the "Peak Caveman" tribe could only temporarily retreat to Salt Spring Village, where the bonfires could ward off the vengeful spirits and evil ghosts.

The demon race has lived on this land for far longer than the human race, so they must have many ways to deal with these vengeful spirits.

This demon race team has many powerful members, including a True Immortal. As long as it's not some million-year-old ghost that comes to harass them, this team should be fine.

Furthermore, at this very moment, the migrating group was already a thousand miles away from Luo Zu and the others.

Their speed of movement is far superior to that of the "caveman". They also used some magical techniques to travel swiftly through the mountains and rivers. They must have been very restrained, otherwise they might have used the flying boat that Xi mentioned earlier, and traveled tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

Luo Zu predicted that after tonight, this demon race, which had been migrating tirelessly, would probably be three thousand miles away, and by tomorrow afternoon, they might be more than ten thousand miles away.

Despite this speculation, Luo Zu dared not take it lightly. Once the sun rose, he would lead the "Upper Caveman" to continue their migration.

Only when they are thousands of miles apart can he feel at ease.

Luo Zu exhaled softly, taking a breath; the essence of the moon tonight remained cool.

Looking up at the sky again, his eyes widened immediately.

Rumble! Rumble...

Immediately following was a series of booming sounds that relentlessly flooded his ears.

Take off!

Those monsters took off!

More accurately, three massive ships, each a hundred miles long, suddenly squeezed into Luo Zu's sight, and before Luo Zu could even blink, they were about to transform into streaks of light and disappear.

As soon as these three ship-like flying objects appeared, they attracted the large force of the demon race on the ground, and then they couldn't wait to escape into the distance.

They flew extremely fast, covering three thousand miles in the blink of an eye. The reason why Luo Zu could see them flying three thousand miles away was mainly because these three ships and flying objects had exploded there.

Luo Zu could only activate his nine Dharma Aspects brains within that short period of time, and then, with his overclocked wisdom, enhance his Thousand-Mile Vision technique to the fifth level in a short time, so that he could see the reason for the explosion of the three ships and flying objects.

It was a beam of light shaped like an arrow that pierced through three ships and flying objects, detonating them and causing them to explode in mid-air.

Upon seeing the arrow-like light, Luo Zu, relying on his remaining wisdom, immediately guessed something.

It happened a year ago.

The sorcerer named "Lost" from the Hot Witch tribe.

His arrows left a deep impression on Luo Zu, but the witch tribe in Hou Yi Township must all be very skilled in archery.

Therefore, it is also possible that it is another witch clan.

Soon after, the aftershocks of the explosion swept over us.

Whoosh! Boom!

The entire forest shook, but fortunately, the houses in Salt Spring had deep foundations, so the gale, comparable to a category 18 typhoon, failed to uproot them.

But the roof was unfortunate. Without reinforced concrete, the roof, made of wooden sticks and stacked bricks, was instantly blown away and carried hundreds of miles away by the gale.

Luo Zu quickly sent a telepathic message to the entire village, telling everyone to take shelter and stay in their houses, not to go out, otherwise they would be swept away by the storm. At this moment, Luo Zu could not spare the time to save people.

The strong winds brought earth, wood, and rocks that crashed into the village, smashing some houses and burying the villagers inside.

Even so, Luo Zu could not go to the rescue, as he was currently dealing with an even greater danger: the shattered wreckage of those flying ships.

Although the two places are nearly 8,000 miles apart, neither side exercised restraint, nor were there any powerful figures to suppress them, causing the aftershocks to spread. As a result, this explosion was even more terrifying than the last battle.

Although separated by more than 8,000 miles, the flying ship fragments still possessed terrifying destructive power. A mountain next to Yanquan Village was hit by a fragment, and the thousand-foot-high hill instantly crumbled into a cloud of smoke. Then, it was swept away by a gale and drifted to a very distant place, leaving only a rugged and uneven flat land.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of debris flew towards Yanquan Village. Luo Zu's heart tightened, and he couldn't spare any attention to the situation of the collapsed houses in Yanquan Village.

Closer and closer...

call out!

The sound of it cutting through the air was not as fast as the speed at which it flew towards him, but Luo Zu caught up with his superior mental strength first.

At this moment, Luo Zu's nine Dharma-image brains were truly operating at overload. All the data, sensed through his Yang God Dharma Eye, his physical eyes, and his spiritual perception, were rapidly sent into all his brains, then operated at high speed, calculating all possibilities and devising countermeasures.

Numerous coping strategies were rapidly devised within the nine Dharma-image brains, the Yang spirit, and the physical body of the deity.

Finally, after the first breath of discovering the lightning-fast fragment, he deduced a method. He had now mastered 108 Daoist arts, and each of them had been upgraded to the third level. Although he had not yet reached the limit of Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness, it was still an extremely difficult thing. After all, he had only mastered Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness a little over a year ago. The current solution was to use these 108 Daoist arts.

These 108 Taoist arts are all-encompassing, including many of the Five Elements supernatural powers of the "Peking Caveman" as well as all kinds of strange and wonderful supernatural powers. If they are integrated and manipulated with extremely precise control, the power of each Taoist art can be perfectly fused together, thus becoming comparable to a sixth-order Taoist art. This is also the limit of the Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness realm.

Before even having a chance to name it, he released the Taoist technique.

Without interference from other factors, this technique would be 100% accurate, extremely fast, and cover a wide area, so it struck the fragment immediately.

Then, it was easily torn apart by that fragment.

That's how ruthlessly they crushed their opponents.

However, the speed of the fragments was also greatly reduced.

Of course, this attack was already part of Luo Zu's calculations.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Zu unleashed the power of the world within the pot.

boom!…

The deafening roar of the debris shattering the air vanished instantly.

Then Luo Zu exhaled a breath of turbid air, which also carried a trace of scarlet blood.

Ding-dong.

A piece of metal, about the size of a person, lay at Luo Zu's feet.