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

"Demon, how dare you!"

With a roar, Qin Tian charged straight out of the wooden house.

Millions of tribesmen stood with their own territory at the center, placing the elderly, women, and children in the middle, while the middle-aged and young people held simple stone tools to defend against the beast tide.

The beast tide was not large in scale, with only tens of thousands of monsters attacking.

But this is a demonic beast, not an ordinary wild animal.

Having just begun to develop intelligence, they were practically invincible to humans.

If it weren't for the fact that during that month of instruction, Qin Tian had also enabled many people to gain merit and be protected by golden light of merit.

At this moment, the human race's defenses have likely already completely collapsed.

Even so, the human race's situation remains extremely difficult.

Every minute, every second, members of their tribe were dragged out by demonic beasts and eaten alive in front of their loved ones.

This bloody scene was so gruesome that the elderly, women, and children in the middle couldn't bear to look at it and couldn't help but bow their heads and weep.

The atmosphere was filled with sadness and despair.

This caused Qin Tian immense heartache.

He suddenly roared, "Demons, you all deserve to die!"

The humans below immediately saw a golden light emanating from Qin Tian's body.

The golden light was a strange phenomenon produced when Qin Tian circulated his profound technique, causing his internal energy and blood to surge and flow.

The humans, bathed in this light, felt an immense warmth and stared blankly at the god-like figure in the sky.

The demons illuminated by the light felt a sharp pain all over their bodies, and they all let out a shrill scream as they retreated frantically.

At the forefront, Erlang, who was the main force resisting the monsters, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Then, as if remembering something, he quickly looked up at the sky.

Upon seeing that familiar figure, a bright smile spread across his face, and he shouted excitedly:

"It's my elder brother!"

"Big brother is out of seclusion! We're saved!"

After Qin Tian went into seclusion, Erlang succeeded Qin Tian as the leader of the new human race.

Upon hearing his loud shout, the entire human race immediately remembered Qin Tian's presence and hurriedly echoed his call:

"Great Venerable One, Great Venerable One, Great Venerable One..."

In an instant, shouts shook the heavens and resounded through the sky.

Hidden behind the scenes, the demon saint Ji Meng, who had orchestrated everything, chuckled softly upon hearing the shouts and murmured:

"Interesting. A race created to serve as food for us demons has produced such a figure in just a hundred years."

"It seems that the frequent blessings bestowed upon this place are mostly related to this person."

With this in mind, Ji Meng immediately gave a death order to tens of thousands of demon beasts to attack the human race.

He promised that if one killed one hundred humans, one could enter the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race was undoubtedly one of the strongest forces in this era, its prestige resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

For these tens of thousands of demonic beasts who have not yet attained immortality, this is an unparalleled holy land.

Having received Ji Meng's promise, they completely forgot the stinging pain from before and charged towards the group of humans like a tidal wave.

"act recklessly!"

Qin Tian snorted coldly and raised his hand to press down.

Instantly, the group of demonic beasts felt as if they were carrying an incredibly heavy mountain on their backs, and were forced to the ground, panting heavily, their eyes filled with despair.

They could feel that under this immense pressure, their internal organs were slowly cracking, and at most, they would shatter completely in three breaths.

Ji Meng, one of the Ten Great Demon Saints of Heaven, is a powerful figure who ranks among the top in the entire prehistoric world.

But at this moment, his expression was extremely solemn.

Killing tens of thousands of demonic beasts in one strike is not difficult; any Grand Luo Immortal could do it.

But to do it like Qin Tian, ​​effortlessly and as if executing a criminal, to make tens of thousands of demonic beasts feel despair and pain before their deaths.

Ji Meng asked himself honestly, and he realized he couldn't do it.

But he didn't leave. Instead, he emerged from the shadows, revealing himself, and shouted at Qin Tian:

"How dare you slaughter the younger generation of my demon race like this! Do you think my demon race has no one left?"

"Hahaha..." Qin Tian laughed wildly, "What a great example of the thief crying 'stop thief!'"

"These beasts, when they were bullying my human race, why didn't you stand up and stop them?"

"Now you're trying to stop me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

After saying that, Qin Tian clenched his fist.

The tens of thousands of demonic beasts felt the pressure on their bodies ease, but before they could even feel happy, the immense pressure struck again in the next second.

With each sudden tightening and loosening, their bodies couldn't withstand the pressure and were crushed, their blood splattering in the air.

Upon seeing the sky filled with blood mist, Ji Meng's face instantly turned ashen.

"Damn it, how dare you do this!"

"Today, no matter who comes, they cannot save you."

"Go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Meng formed a hand seal, and a torrential rain fell from the sky, descending upon the entire human camp.

Ji Meng, with a dragon's head, human body, and bird claws, possesses the innate supernatural power to summon wind and rain.

In his rage, he unleashed his full power, and the rain that fell was no ordinary rain.

Each drop contains extremely strong demonic energy, which ordinary humans simply cannot withstand.

Before Qin Tian could react, tens of thousands of humans fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, Qin Tian's eyes turned red, wishing he could rush over right now and punch Ji Meng to pieces.

But he could not; as soon as the torrential rain summoned by Ji Meng fell, tens of thousands of people were injured.

If left unchecked, within a minute, except for a few clansmen with merits, the rest of the clansmen will all fall.

Helpless, Qin Tian could only exert all his strength to circulate the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, condensing a huge barrier to protect all the humans within it.

Then, with a flick of his hand, he made his merit hut infinitely large using the technique of making Sumeru out of a mustard seed.

"Erlang, quickly, lead all the clansmen into my room."

Upon hearing Qin Tian's shout, Erlang dared not delay and immediately rallied the clansmen to enter Qin Tian's merit hut.

Seeing Qin Tian being held back because of his clansmen, Ji Meng revealed a smug smile.

He then held his hands in the air, and azure divine light shone brightly across the heavens and earth.

Qin Tian looked up and saw a huge tornado forming in the air, rushing towards the barrier he had created.

Sensing the terrifying energy contained within the tornado, Qin Tian's expression turned grim.

In terms of strength, he wouldn't fear even ten Ji Mengs, let alone one.

But he couldn't abandon his people. If he continued to be passively attacked like this, no matter how strong he was, he definitely wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

After all, Ji Meng is not an individual; he has the entire Heavenly Court behind him.

Heaven knows whether he sent a message to the Heavenly Court, asking for help.

Qin Tian can now only pin his hopes on his clansmen, hoping they will act quickly.

Just as Qin Tian was feeling anxious, a voice suddenly entered his ears.

"Fellow Daoist, go ahead and fight. I will protect your people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tian saw a woman in a pale yellow palace dress appear before him.