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

The sudden appearance of Houtu startled Qin Tian, ​​but was followed by a surge of joy.

Although he did not yet know Houtu's identity, he understood that she could appear in front of him instantly from underground.

Houtu must be one of the most powerful beings in the world.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Please hold my position for a moment. I'll be right back."

After Qin Tian finished speaking, he cupped his hands and bowed to Houtu. Then, in a flash, he rushed to the top of Ji Meng's head and threw a punch.

Qin Tian did not know Hou Tu, but Ji Meng certainly did.

Upon seeing Houtu arrive, it knew that today's matter had to be abandoned.

After giving Qin Tian a hateful look, Ji Meng was about to leave and return to the Heavenly Court to inform the Demon Emperor Jun about the human race.

Unexpectedly, while it moved quickly, Qin Tian moved even faster.

Feeling the immense pressure from above, Ji Meng didn't have time to think. He pushed his hands upwards, and the vast demonic power within him surged out like a tidal wave.

However, Qin Tian's punch was not a simple punch.

Although it may seem simple and unremarkable, it contains a myriad of wonderful methods.

With a single punch, the five secret realms within his body—the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Dao Palace, the Four Extremes, the Dragon Transformation Realm, and the Immortal Platform—operated simultaneously, intertwining into a single line.

Not only is its attack unparalleled, but its defense is also unmatched in the world.

Although Qin Tian appears to be a beginner, having experienced the life of the Heavenly Emperor, this fist technique is no different from the one he created.

At this moment, with a punch, under the overwhelming imperial might, Ji Meng's demonic power was instantly shattered. He was directly punched by Qin Tian from the sky to the depths of the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Upon witnessing this scene, Houtu's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.

Although Ji Meng is not among the top tier in the Heavenly Court, her strength is definitely not lacking. Even within her witch clan, there are many great witches who can directly confront Ji Meng.

But now, Qin Tian's punch shattered his defenses, knocking him down from the sky.

This startled Houtu, but also aroused her intense curiosity about Qin Tian.

She had also witnessed the birth of the human race.

However, she didn't take the human race seriously, because compared to the witch race, the human race's physique was far too weak.

Houtu thought, "This is merely the tool Nuwa used to achieve sainthood; its future development is certainly not going to be good."

But unexpectedly, Qin Tian became a variable.

In particular, Qin Tian's imposing imperial aura was something Houtu found somewhat unbelievable.

As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Houtu has fought against the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi many times.

She could sense that Qin Tian's imperial aura was in no way weaker than theirs, and perhaps even stronger.

Unlike Hou Tu, who was full of doubts, Qin Tian had no intention of stopping after knocking out Ji Meng with one punch.

With a descent, it plunged directly into the ground and unleashed a brutal beating on Ji Meng, turning him into a bloody pulp before stopping.

Upon witnessing this scene, Houtu immediately labeled Qin Tian as a ruthless individual in her mind.

Qin Tian was completely unaware of this. After venting his anger, he immediately went to Houtu, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Houtu. If it weren't for your help this time..."

"I really can't do anything about this Ji Meng."

Houtu accepted Qin Tian's bow without hesitation and replied, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

"Fellow Daoist, you should be careful in the future, as Ji Meng is one of the Ten Great Demon Saints of Heaven."

"If you die suddenly, it will surely enrage the Demon Emperor Jun. At that time, you may be unharmed."

"But your clansmen will likely face retribution."

Houtu's words undoubtedly resonated with Qin Tian.

Qin Tian felt deep regret about this.

He knew that it must be because he had been accumulating merit too diligently that he had attracted Ji Meng's attention.

Otherwise, with Nuwa protecting him, Ji Meng would certainly not dare to act in this way.

But it's not really a matter of regret.

Qin Tian knew very well that, ultimately, it was because he was too weak, and the human race was too weak.

If I possessed the divine powers of the Dao Ancestor, let alone Ji Meng, what would it matter if the entire demon race attacked together?

Thinking of this, Qin Tian sighed inwardly, looked at Houtu, and cupped his hands again, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, I have a request that I hope you will grant."

Houtu: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

"Since I killed Ji Meng, my clan can no longer stay here. I want to lead my people to live near your tribe. Please do me a favor."

Upon hearing this, Houtu glanced at Qin Tian, ​​then at the human race behind her, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's not that I'm unwilling to agree."

"However, your actions are tantamount to forming an alliance with our clan."

"And you fellow Daoists were created by Nuwa, the goddess of the demon race. By doing this, you are essentially standing against your own mother."

Qin Tian understood that Hou Tu's words had a hidden meaning.

Knowing that she was worried that he might betray her in the future, he immediately promised, "Fellow Daoist, I understand your concerns."

"But please rest assured, fellow Daoist, I, Qin Tian, ​​am absolutely not the kind of person who would betray his word."

"If you do not believe me, I am willing to make a solemn oath to the Great Dao."

As he spoke, Qin Tian observed Houtu's expression.

Seeing the look of interest on his face, he immediately pressed his advantage and swore an oath to the Great Dao:

"By the Great Dao above, I, Qin Tian of the human race, am willing to lead my entire clan to fight against the demon race alongside the witch race. If I were to join the demon race in harming the witch race, may my path be destroyed and I die a horrible death."

boom!

A thunderclap boomed in the sky, as if the Great Dao had confirmed Qin Tian's actions.

Instantly, the fortune of the Witch Clan increased significantly, surpassing that of the Demon Clan by a small margin.

As one of the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu immediately sensed something.

Sensing the change in fortune, a smile appeared on her face, and she quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Qin Tian, ​​the demon race must have already discovered Ji Meng's death."

"Who knows, the Demon Emperor Jun, or Donghuang Taiyi, might personally come to this place."

"Neither you nor I are afraid of those two."

"But your clansmen are not allowed."

"There's no time to lose, let's set off now and head towards the vicinity of my tribe."

"it is good."

At the same time.

heaven.

Di Jun, who was discussing with Taiyi how to become a saint, suddenly froze, then quickly took out the Hetu Luoshu and began to deduce it.

At this time, the great calamity of the Lich King had begun, and the calamity's aura was initially spreading throughout the world. Even sages would find it difficult to know everything through divination.

But Di Jun didn't care about any of that. Unable to deduce it, he used his blood essence to sacrifice the Hetu and Luoshu.

The Hetu Luoshu is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, possessing forty-two innate restrictions, second only to the supreme innate treasures.

In the field of deduction, it is an unparalleled treasure.

Under the blood sacrifice, scenes of Ji Meng's death and Qin Tian and Hou Tu's conversation immediately appeared in Di Jun's mind.

Qin Tian's face was unfamiliar, and Di Jun didn't recognize him.

But the human race behind Qin Tian left a deep impression on Di Jun.

He clearly remembered that Nuwa was the creator of humankind and became a saint.

Nuwa was the goddess Nuwa of the demon race. The human race she created had long been considered by Emperor Jun to be part of the demon race.

For Di Jun, Qin Tian's alliance with the Wu Clan was undoubtedly a betrayal of the Demon Clan.

His face turned ashen instantly.