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

Although Qin Feng and Qin Yue cooperated very well, Qin Tian had lost the will to continue fighting them.

Having figured out the strength of the two men in the previous battle, he increased the intensity of the fight slightly.

bang bang bang...

The stars in the Strange Stars Shining in the Nine Heavens are illusory, but at this moment, under Qin Tian's control, they seem to exist in reality.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it struck Qin Feng and Qin Yue, causing them immense suffering, and at the same time, it turned this land into a crater.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of Zhu Rong, who was leading his tribe on a hunt nearby.

Zhu Rong was warlike by nature, and he went out hunting, but it was just because he was itching to stretch his muscles.

Hearing this commotion, and remembering that this place was the Gufeng tribe, one of the eight major tribes of the human race.

He immediately concluded that Qin Feng must be fighting against the other experts of the human race here.

During this thousand years, although the various tribes of the Wu tribe were recuperating and rarely went out, they were able to do so.

However, their interactions with the human race are very close.

Therefore, Zhu Rong was very familiar with the current cultivation system of the human race and the experts in charge of each tribe.

Thinking of Qin Feng, Qin Yue, and the others' physiques and abilities, Zhu Rong had an idea. After giving a few instructions to the great shaman leading the team, she quickly rushed towards Qin Feng's side.

Zhu Rong made no attempt to conceal its power. Qin Tian, ​​who had been in seclusion for a thousand years, had achieved great success in his sacred body and perfected his immortal platform, and was only one step away from attaining enlightenment, immediately sensed it.

He immediately stopped teaching Qin Feng and Qin Yue and asked:

"Erlang, how have the Wu tribe treated us over the past thousand years?"

"Brother, to be specific, I can't really explain it."

"But I feel that they can help us in every way, whether it's helping us settle down or clearing away monsters near the tribe. The brothers of the Wu tribe are always willing to help us."

"Especially the brothers from the Houtu tribe, who would often send us the prey they had slaughtered."

Qin Tian nodded and looked at Qin Yue.

Qin Yue understood and said with a smile, "Brother, I won't talk about other aspects, but we have grown from one tribe with a million people to eight tribes with nearly a hundred million people."

"The help from the Wu tribe played a crucial role in this."

"Especially in the matter of killing and expelling evil cultivators, the Wu Clan has been a great help to us."

Hearing about the current prosperity of the human race, Qin Tian was overjoyed and laughed loudly, saying:

"I never imagined that in just a thousand years, the population of my clan would increase a hundredfold. It seems I should find an opportunity to properly thank my brothers of the Wu clan."

Zhu Rong, who flew in from afar, happened to hear these words. Being a straightforward person, he couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Brother Qin Tian, ​​the human and witch races are one family, there's no need for thanks."

"If you really want to thank me, why don't you play a game with me?"

"I've been so bored these past few years."

Qin Tian did not refuse Zhu Rong, and replied with a hearty laugh, "It's rare for Brother Zhu Rong to have such an elegant interest. As his brother, how could I not accompany him?"

"Come, let's fight in the heavens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tian rode the wind and soared into the air, no longer concealing his aura.

Golden blood energy surged into the sky, and the Holy Body's unique golden sea of ​​suffering appeared behind him, enveloping the vast land.

In the sea of ​​suffering, all sorts of strange phenomena appeared one after another: golden lotuses bloomed, stars shone as brightly as giant mountains, and the landscape was like a painting... The Celestial King descended upon the nine heavens.

Qin Feng, watching from below, was filled with admiration and exclaimed in admiration.

"As expected of my elder brother, you have actually cultivated so many extraordinary phenomena. Unlike me, I have a sacred body, but I can only cultivate the Yin-Yang Life and Death Diagram."

Qin Yue, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard these rather Versailles-esque words.

"Second brother, you should be content!"

"The Yin-Yang Life and Death Diagram—such a powerful phenomenon is more than enough for you to use."

Qin Feng chuckled awkwardly and tactfully changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about that. Xiaoyue, how long do you think Zhurong can last against our elder brother?"

"I don't know, that depends on you, elder brother."

"But it shouldn't be too long. My eldest brother hates trouble the most." Qin Yue said, while keeping her eyes fixed on the two people facing off in the sky.

Sensing the unfathomable aura emanating from Qin Tian, ​​Zhu Rong felt a sense of defeat for the first time in his life.

A thousand years ago, Qin Tian's aura was similar to his own, or even slightly weaker.

But now, she can't even reach him.

Then there's the story of Qin Feng, Qin Yue, and the other eight, who rose to prominence rapidly over the past millennium.

Zhu Rong finally understood what Zhu Jiuyin meant when he said that all humans were freaks.

It's one thing to reproduce so quickly, but to cultivate so fast is another.

Do we still need to practice witchcraft?

Thinking this through, Zhu Rong shook his head, banishing these thoughts from his mind. Looking at Qin Tian, ​​he shouted with high fighting spirit, "Brother Qin Tian, ​​let's fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of divine fire rose from Zhu Rong's body, instantly occupying half of the sky and even covering the sun's rays.

Qin Feng and Qin Yue, who were watching the battle from below, felt that even the air they were breathing was hot, so they couldn't help but use their profound skills to protect themselves.

At the same time, we are even more looking forward to this great battle.

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, he continued to set fire to the sky, showing no intention of launching an attack.

Qin Tian shook his head and chuckled, muttering, "Who said the Witch Clan fights without using their brains? Their brains are clearly very sharp."

After reciting the words, Qin Tian pointed with one hand, and the golden lotus in the sea of ​​bitterness behind him grew rapidly, using its flower buds as thorns, and rushed towards Zhu Rong in the sea of ​​fire.

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire, was born to control the Great Dao of Fire, and was the absolute emperor in the flames.

Seeing Qin Tian's probing attack, he did not hesitate at all. He reached out and grabbed, and the divine fire in the sky quickly condensed into a suit of armor, which he put on his body. Then he threw a punch.

The fire of Zhurong is no ordinary fire, no spiritual fire, no divine fire; it is a fusion of the most powerful flames in the world.

With a single punch, a beam of flame shot out, plunging the space above and below it into complete darkness, as if even the void itself had been ignited.

Under this divine fire, the bud-shaped golden lotus quickly withered and turned to ashes.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong revealed a smug smile, and her fear of Qin Tian lessened somewhat.

But before he could finish laughing, the golden lotus that had turned to ashes in the air reappeared, and it was no longer in the shape of a bud, but had fully bloomed.

A dazzling golden light shone forth. Zhu Rong saw his own divine fire being absorbed bit by bit under the brilliant golden glow, transforming into nutrients that promoted the growth of the golden lotus.

This made Zhu Rong feel very embarrassed, so she launched a direct attack, stretching out her hands and transforming them into two giant fiery hands that swatted at Qin Tian as easily as swatting a mosquito. She then sandwiched Qin Tian between them.

Qin Tian remained completely calm. With a thought, the majestic phantom of the Emperor in the Sea of ​​Bitterness instantly came to life. He attacked with both hands, punching and kicking Zhu Rong's flaming giant hand, scattering it into the air.

Zhu Rong was horrified and immediately zoomed in…