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

Many powerful figures are planning to come out and get a share of the pie.

Faced with absolute self-interest, they forgot Qin Tian's strength, and also forgot the Styx River and Houtu behind him.

They had only one thought in their minds.

It's unreasonable that such a large piece of sacred land, with so many of us, shouldn't even be able to afford a bowl of soup.

In an instant, streaks of light appeared continuously across the vast, untamed land.

Perhaps in order to demonstrate their strength, they did not conceal their aura.

Many powerful and extraordinary demonic beasts were frightened and hurriedly fled, fearing that they would be chosen by that powerful being and captured to be used as mounts or guardian beasts of the mountain.

Many people also took notice and quietly followed.

They were eager to know what had happened that had caused almost all of these powerful beings to mobilize.

Such a display of power naturally could not be hidden from the two great overlords of the world, the Witch and the Demon races.

Among them, the Yushu Wu tribe reacted the most strongly.

The group of ancestral witches were arguing incessantly inside the Ancestral Witch Hall, all for the sake of this sacred land.

The Wu tribe does not possess a primordial spirit and is unfamiliar with the arts of immortality and alchemy, but it does have unique Wu medicines.

Witch medicine is made by witch priests using their unique witch power to fuse various spiritual plants from heaven and earth.

While spiritual plants of heaven and earth were not scarce in the primordial world, they were still considered valuable and were often guarded by demonic beasts.

As a result, the Wu tribe fought many battles with the demon tribe.

This was also one of the main conflicts between the Lich and the Lich races in the early stages.

At this moment, the appearance of such a large piece of sacred land immediately stirred the hearts of many ancestral witches.

They couldn't help but wonder how many medicinal herbs they could grow and how many elixirs they could refine to reduce casualties among their people if this sacred land belonged to them.

Therefore, many ancestral witches had this idea and advised Dijiang to take the initiative to seize this divine land and not worry about the human race.

Dijiang was deeply troubled by this.

Although Di Jiang wasn't entirely clear about Qin Tian's strength, he could glean a glimpse of the whole picture from a single instance.

Judging from the scene of Qin Tian beating Zhen Yuanzi, it is clear that Qin Tian's strength has reached the top of the prehistoric pyramid.

He even went higher, becoming one of the few people who played chess.

In addition, the witch clan gained various benefits after forming an alliance with the human race.

And the Human-Witch Tribe, which was created by absorbing the elites of both the Human and Witch races.

There was also Qin Tian's help to Hou Tu.

These various events made it difficult for Dijiang to make a decision, and his expression kept changing.

Seeing their elder brother's expression, the group of ancestral witches couldn't understand it at all.

Most of them subconsciously believed that the human race and the witch race were allied.

Humanity benefited. Most people don't understand this; they only see the surface.

After another round of debate, Dijiang was left with a headache from the clamor of the ancestral shamans.

He decided to stop worrying about so many things and personally led a team, with Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Xuan Ming, and Qiang Liang as his teammates, to seize the divine land.

In the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun's reaction to the Divine Land was quite indifferent.

There's no other reason than that the demon race occupies the Heavenly Court and rules over the world. Every ancient star contains an astonishing amount of spiritual materials and plants, so they are not lacking in these external resources at all.

However, Di Jun still decided to send troops, preparing for both possibilities, and to trick the Wu tribe.

While letting the world know their strength, they also want to damage the prestige of the Witch Clan.

Upon realizing this, Di Jun immediately ordered his demon subordinates...

We must stop the witch clan at all costs.

We must never allow the Witch Clan to get the chance to develop and trample on the Demon Clan.

Meanwhile, the long-dormant dragon race also noticed this matter.

Unable to suppress their loneliness, they soared out from all corners of the world.

Qin Tian knew nothing about this.

After resting for a while, he began his operation.

Without any flamboyant techniques, Qin Tian's movements were quite ordinary.

Just like that, I stretched out my hand. Grab and release.

He then grabbed the accumulated death energy from the ground.

Such miraculous methods left many powerful figures who rushed over stunned.

When did death become so easy to dispel?

Shouldn't it be like water being poured out, pulling out silk as difficult as drawing silk, and as hard as climbing to heaven?

Or perhaps, the deathly aura on this land isn't actually that strong.

Upon realizing this, the eyes of all the powerful figures lit up.

After each giving their Daoist name, they rushed to Qin Tian's vicinity, eager to show off their skills.

In an instant, divine light filled the sky, dazzling and colorful.

All sorts of Taoist magic and immortal techniques poured down like a torrential rain.

In comparison, Qin Tian's simple techniques instantly became low-class methods.

Seeing Qin Shi, Qin Ming became increasingly anxious.

He thought to himself that his elder brother was good in every way, except that he didn't like to stand out and preferred to simplify complicated things.

Qin Tian didn't care about this. Instead, he stopped what he was doing and watched the group of powerful figures perform with great interest.

Noticing Qin Tian's gaze, the group of powerful figures worked even harder, employing a variety of methods.

Under the radiant glow of various immortal arts, the Southern Wilderness had become nothing short of a fireworks display.

There's no limit to the dazzling array of colors they can create, and no fireworks trick they can't pull off.

At first, the million-strong human race was quite engrossed in watching.

But when they noticed that the amount of death energy being extracted was decreasing each time, and that the total amount extracted was still less than what Qin Tian had initially obtained by grasping and releasing it.

His face immediately lit up with a mocking expression.

Even worse, some people shouted loudly, "What are you all doing here?"

"After all that effort, nothing compares to the speed of our Great Lord's casual strike."

"If I were you, I would leave immediately."

"Seriously, they'll throw away all their shame for a little profit."

The mocking words of the humans made the powerful figures quite embarrassed.

Those who understood themselves made no further moves and retreated in dejection.

But many people are unwilling to accept this.

But what followed was even more ridicule.

Those powerful beings, who doesn't care about saving face?

Being mocked by a group of humans whose cultivation was inferior to his own, he was filled with rage. Ignoring Qin Tian who was right next to him, he turned around and unleashed a killing move at the human formation, causing neon lights to fill the sky.

Upon seeing this, Qin Tian was furious and immediately wanted to take action to send these powerful beings who didn't know their own strength to meet Houtu.

However, during the Qin Dynasty, Qin Ming acted even faster than Qin Tian.

As the tribal leaders appointed by Qin Tian, ​​they devoted countless efforts to the development of the tribe.

Leaving aside distant examples, let's just talk about cultivation.

Of the million humans brought this time, apart from a small number who were exceptionally gifted and entered the field on their own, the majority were introduced to the field by them, word by word.

For Qin Shi and Qin Ming, these one million people were their clansmen and their disciples.

Seeing these powerful beings, whose cultivation levels were similar to their own, dare to attack their tribesmen.

A surge of rage ignited within them, and they charged forward with murderous intent.

Without any probing, the attack was a decisive blow!

The bright moon rises over the sea, the great sun bathes the Eastern Sea.

Two powerful phenomena rose and unfolded simultaneously from behind the two, heading towards the powerful figure who had made the move.

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