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

With a deafening roar, the powerful being was instantly reduced to ashes by Qin Shi and Qin Ming's combined efforts, his soul returning to the heavens and earth.

Such a violent and shocking scene stunned the other powerful beings.

After the initial shock subsided, they lost all interest in getting a share of the profits.

Facing Qin Shi, Qin Ming cupped his hands in a gesture of respect before transforming into a streak of light and departing.

"Well done."

"It's clear that you haven't neglected your cultivation over the years because of the tribe's affairs."

"It was worth it. I specially invited you here this time to give you the opportunity to break through the barrier."

Hearing Qin Tian's praise, Qin Shi and Qin Ming smiled very happily.

Among humans, Qin Tian is an absolute figure of faith.

For Qin Tian, ​​Qin Shi, and Qin Ming, who had led humanity to where it is today step by step, there was nothing but respect.

Although Qin Tian only gave them a simple compliment, it was a form of affirmation for them.

"Brother, the annoying flies are all gone, shall we continue?"

"No rush." ​​Qin Tian shook his head: "That was just an appetizer; the real main course is yet to come."

"Brother, do you mean that the demon race will also send people?"

Qin Tian narrowed his eyes, his face revealing neither joy nor anger: "It's hard to say, but after this incident, the relationship between my clan and the Witch Clan will likely develop a rift."

"Send a message to Erlang and the others, and tell them to prepare for the relocation."

Qin Ming was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

"Brother, it can't be that bad!"

"Could it be that the Witch Clan also wants to compete with us?"

"Not just the Witch Clan," Qin Tian shook his head. "This time, we'll have many opponents."

"A major battle may break out next."

At this point, Qin Tian transmitted his voice to Yao Chen, ordering him to come out and lead the million-strong human race into the divine land to avoid the calamity.

These are all elites of the human race. Not only Qin Shi and Qin Ming couldn't bear to see them harmed, but he couldn't bear it either.

A moment later

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Tian's eyes.

interesting.

It turned out to be the dragons; they were the first to arrive.

Could something have happened?

Or perhaps the Wu tribe had no intention of competing with them for the sacred land.

Thinking about this, Qin Tian felt it was impossible again.

He was well aware of the importance of witchcraft medicine to the witch clan.

The Wu tribe would never let go of such a vast and boundless sacred land.

Something must have gone wrong that I hadn't anticipated.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Di Jun, could it be you?

"hold head high…"

Just as Qin Tian was deep in thought, a series of dragon roars rose and fell, echoing throughout the world.

Qin Tian looked up and saw a massive, legless dragon that nearly occupied half the sky and earth appear in his line of sight.

Following that were nine strangely shaped dragons, each with a different aura.

Further behind were tens of thousands of dragons.

Sensing the aura emanating from these dragons, Qin Tian was surprised, but also felt a surge of excitement.

He still doesn't have a mount.

This candle dragon is just right.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian's gaze toward Zhulong held an indescribable meaning.

Zhulong frowned, sensing a deep-seated malice emanating from Qin Tian.

This left him somewhat puzzled.

The divine land is so vast that the human race certainly cannot monopolize it; I have merely come here to get a share.

Do you really have to go to such lengths?

Thinking of this, Zhulong said in a deep voice, "Qin Tian, ​​my purpose in coming here is very simple."

"Of this sacred land, our dragon race will take a quarter. As for the rest, how much you can keep depends on your own abilities."

"Haha..." Qin Tian laughed loudly upon hearing this, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and it took him a long time to stop.

The nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon behind Zhulong were furious and tried to rush over several times, but Zhulong stopped them each time.

Zhulong knew very well that the dragon race of today was not what it used to be.

He was able to fight against the Qilin and the Phoenix Clan single-handedly, remaining undefeated and even gaining the upper hand.

At this time, the dragon race had long lost its former dominance.

The people he brought this time represent the last remaining strength of the Dragon Clan.

If the matter of the Divine Land hadn't been so significant and far-reaching, Zhulong would never have taken the risk of bringing this group out to negotiate with Qin Tian.

Therefore, his thinking was very simple: avoid fighting if possible.

Therefore, upon hearing Qin Tian's mocking laughter, Zhulong unexpectedly held back.

This impressed Qin Tian, ​​but also made him somewhat doubtful about the strength of the Dragon Clan.

But Qin Tian knew that now was not the time to think about that.

So he coldly retorted, "Zhulong, you have quite the nerve!"

"You say you want a quarter, so you want a quarter? Who do you think you are?"

Zhulong's face darkened: "Qin Tian, ​​don't go too far."

"My dragon race can take a quarter; how can we not?"

Qin Tian stood firm: "I said you can't take it, and that means you can't take it."

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" Zhulong roared angrily, "Qin Tian, ​​since you're so ungrateful..."

"Don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhulong moved like the wind, unleashing a powerful dragon tail swing towards Qin Tian.

Seeing the Zhulong's tail rushing towards him like a mountain range, Qin Tian's desire to take the Zhulong as his mount grew even stronger.

Qin Tian knew very well that only by completely defeating a powerful figure like Zhulong could his ideas possibly be realized.

Otherwise, they will only become mortal enemies who fight to the death.

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! This is not just empty talk.

With this thought in mind, Qin Tian no longer concealed his aura. His blood and qi power, comparable to that of a peerless ferocious beast, erupted. He grabbed the tail of the Candle Dragon with both hands and slammed it hard onto the ground.

With a deafening roar, the mountains crumbled and the earth split open, creating a massive canyon beneath the Candle Dragon's body.

The nine sons of the dragon stared in disbelief, their expressions frozen in place.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they simply couldn't believe that this scene was real.

Zhulong is no ordinary dragon.

As the younger brother of the Ancestral Dragon, Zhulong, like the Ancestral Dragon, inherited the power of the Chaos Divine Dragon, and his cultivation was unparalleled in the primordial world.

In terms of physical strength alone, even the Ancestral Witches are no match for them.

But now Qin Tian has caught it by the tail and slammed it to the ground, changing the landscape of the primordial world.

Zhulong was equally shocked, his heart filled with a storm of emotions.

No one could feel Qin Tian's power more directly than him.

That was pure physical strength; his boundless blood and energy were comparable to, or even surpassed, that of his.

But who was Zhulong? He had fought countless battles throughout his life, and he quickly recovered from his surprise.

This time, Zhulong did not use its power to intimidate others, but changed its strategy and shrunk its body by more than half.

This way, one can maintain sufficient power and possess extremely high speed, preventing oneself from becoming a target.

"Qin Tian, ​​I underestimated you before."

"If our power were to clash in the primordial world, it would inevitably create boundless karma. How about a chaotic war?"