The people of the primordial era ruled the heavens and earth.

After being protected by the Chaos Bell on the battlefield, Nuwa's condition improved considerably.

However, this is only relative to before; they are still being suppressed and beaten by the Ancestral Witches.

Those powerful beings who witnessed this scene were filled with awe at the fighting prowess of the Ancestral Witches.

However, at the same time, people began to question the power of Nuwa as a saint.

They were all thinking that, after all, even sages are not invincible.

With enough power to rival a saint, killing a saint is not impossible.

Inside the Chaos Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun observed the expressions of all the powerful beings in the world.

He knew he couldn't go on like this.

If I don't take action now, Nuwa will completely lose the dignity of the sage.

Upon realizing this, Hongjun stopped merging with the Dao and appeared directly on the battlefield.

There were no dazzling displays of talent, nor did golden lotuses spring from the ground, but strangely enough, Hongjun attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.

He was simply an old man with white hair, wearing a blue Taoist robe.

At this moment, all the powerful cultivators who were watching the battle through the cloud mirror lowered their proud heads and whispered, "Greetings, Master."

Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Nuwa, who were in the arena, bowed respectfully as if they had seen their own parents, saying, "Greetings, teacher."

Seeing their Emperor in this manner, the remaining demons and heavily wounded demon gods on the battlefield also bowed their heads and said, "Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

Even Qin Tian was no exception.

However, he did not adopt such a humble posture. He calmly cupped his hands in greeting and said as if he were seeing a friend, "Qin Tian of the Human Race greets the Dao Ancestor."

Upon witnessing this scene, Hongjun did not utter many words, but simply flicked his sleeves.

An invisible, powerful force emanated from the area, causing Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, and the scattered demon gods and demons who had been kneeling to stand up involuntarily.

Even someone as powerful as Nuwa, who had attained sainthood through merit and stood at the top of the pyramid of cultivators in the primordial world, had no idea what methods Hongjun had used.

I only feel the Dao injury within my body. It is slowly healing.

This greatly surprised Nuwa, who quickly cupped her hands again and said, "Thank you, teacher."

The demon gods and demons also felt their injuries healing. Without saying much, they bowed their heads again and said, "Thank you, Dao Ancestor."

Hongjun remained calm and ignored it, instead extending two fingers towards the Ancestral Witch who was swinging his axe at him.

This scene astonished all the great beings in the world.

"My goodness, isn't the teacher overestimating himself?"

"In this situation, they only extended two fingers."

But what happened next completely dazzled them.

The Ancestral Witches, who had summoned the power of Pangu and cleaved Nuwa in two with an axe, were actually caught in mid-air by Hongjun's fingers after their all-out attack.

No matter how much the ancestral witches struggled, they could not move an inch.

Upon witnessing this scene, a look of horror flashed in Qin Tian's eyes.

He had mentally reconsidered what it would be like if he were in the same situation as the people in the room.

He has achieved the Great Perfection of His Holy Body and can fight against the Ancestral Witches, but he will lose.

After achieving the Great Perfection of the Holy Body and attaining enlightenment, the battle will be fought again, with a 30/70 split: 70% for myself and 30% for the Ancestral Witches.

As for someone like Hongjun, who so easily controlled the Ancestral Witches, Qin Tian estimated that he probably needed at least ten lifetimes of cultivation in the mortal world after attaining enlightenment, becoming a Mortal Immortal.

Now, Hongjun has only just begun to merge with the Heavenly Dao, yet he can easily achieve this.

This not only refreshed Qin Tian's understanding of strength, but also made him feel a greater sense of urgency.

I must grow up as soon as possible, otherwise the fate of humanity will still not be in my own hands.

The so-called protagonists of heaven and earth, the rise of the human race, are nothing more than becoming better and more qualified tools.

Unlike Qin Tian, ​​Di Jun, Nuwa Taiyi and others who felt admiration, shock and astonishment.

The Ancestral Witches were extremely agitated; already in a state of tyranny, they could not accept this scene.

They struggled and then erupted again to escape this predicament.

This made the group of ancestral witches feel extremely humiliated.

They could not accept that even after borrowing the power of Pangu, they would still face failure.

"Die!"

With a loud roar, the Ancestral Witches once again swung their divine axes, fiercely cleaving down at Hongjun.

Hongjun's face showed a hint of anger. He did not expect that the Ancestral Witches would be so tactless.

Knowing that they were no match for him, they still did it anyway.

If it weren't for the fact that the underground passage is indispensable, the cycle of reincarnation would still fall on the heads of the ancestral witches.

Hongjun really wanted to slap these Ancestral Witches to death.

But he can't.

After merging with the Heavenly Dao, he knew very well that the newly born Heavenly Dao was very close to the Wu Clan.

Doing so will only make it more difficult for me to usurp the mandate of heaven.

But while the death penalty may be avoided, punishment is inevitable.

In any case, they need to be taught a lesson.

Otherwise, where would the majesty of the sages be? Where would the majesty of the Dao Ancestor be?

Upon this thought, a flash of divine light appeared in Hongjun's hand, and a whisk appeared in his hand.

Without much movement, just a gentle sweep towards the Ancestral Witches, and the Great Formation of the Heavenly Gods and Demons was broken.

The ancestral witches transformed from a collective entity into individuals, falling to earth like meteors.

This scene delighted Di Jun and Tai Yi.

I immediately wanted to step forward and say some nice things to thank Hongjun.

But it was all for naught; Hongjun didn't give them a chance at all.

"From this day forward, demons will rule the heavens and witches will rule the earth. No conflict shall arise within ten thousand years."

"You all better take care of yourselves."

After uttering those words, Hongjun glanced at Qin Tian expressionlessly.

After letting out a soft sigh, he flashed back to Zixiao Palace.

Many people noticed this scene, but most of them did not understand Hongjun's meaning. They assumed that Hongjun was acting casually and did not specifically look at Qin Tian.

But the Three Pure Ones were different. Before Hongjun became a saint, the Three Pure Ones had already become his disciples and learned the Tao.

They knew very well that their teacher was definitely not the type to do useless work.

Every word and action has profound meaning.

"Big brother, second brother, what do you think was the meaning of the teacher's last glance?"

"I have a feeling that the teacher is contemplating murder, but is just hesitating."

Upon hearing Tongtian's words, Yuanshi was startled and quickly stopped him, saying, "Third brother, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"What kind of person is the teacher, who imparts knowledge to all living beings? How could he possibly harbor murderous intent towards Qin Tian, ​​a newcomer?"

Taiqing Laozi did not respond, but his heart was very unsettled.

Unlike Tongtian, who still had some doubts, he, who cultivated the Way of Non-Action, clearly understood that Hongjun's gaze truly showed that he harbored murderous intent towards Qin Tian.

However, he had reservations and did not make a move.

This made Taiqing Laozi think of visiting the human race.

He was eager to know why Nuwa was able to achieve enlightenment by creating the human race, and why Qin Tian, ​​a mere newcomer, had caused his teacher to have murderous intent.

What secrets are hidden within?

He absolutely refused to believe that his teacher's glance was merely a casual gesture.

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