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

"Qin Tian, ​​Hou Tu, if you leave now, apologize to me and my junior brother, and compensate us with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, I, the sect leader, can let you go this time."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and killing you all."

"Hahaha..." Upon hearing Jieyin's words, Qin Tian burst into laughter: "Jieyin, have you gone mad?"

"You think you can defeat me with your meager strength?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tian's primordial spirit trembled, connecting with the power of the underworld, and he clenched his fist and punched straight out.

The essence of the fist is materialized, as if the underworld has descended to earth, accompanied by a chilling, ghostly aura.

Jieyin dared not underestimate him, and formed a mudra with both hands.

The enormous flower of cause and effect fully bloomed, devouring Qin Tian's fist intent as if it were feeding on it.

A strange light flashed in Qin Tian's eyes. He hadn't expected that the Great Dao of Cause and Effect would have such a method.

Without much thought, Qin Tian flashed forward and rushed to Jieyin's side, ready to slap him in the face.

Jieyin was completely unafraid, his hands moving like phantoms, hundreds and thousands of causal flowers surrounding Qin Tian.

It fully bloomed, like a person eating, as if it wanted to devour Qin Tian.

Qin Tian became completely interested. His sea of ​​bitterness surged like waves within him, and a golden lotus with thirty-six petals emerged from the void.

The lotus flowers swayed, emitting beams of golden light.

Instantly, the numerous flowers of cause and effect, as if encountering a natural enemy, tightened their centers and turned into flower buds.

Jieyin looked shocked. He never expected that his Flower of Cause and Effect would be annihilated by Qin Tian in such a way.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jieyin knew that ordinary Daoist secret techniques were no longer effective against Qin Tian.

He simply swung the vajra in his hand, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, and smashed it towards Qin Tian.

Qin Tian glanced at the battle between Houtu and Zhunti.

Seeing that Houtu was playing around and pressing Zhunti down, he knew that a prolonged battle was not worthwhile.

So he flicked his hand and struck out, his palm covering the sky.

The emperor's might was immense, and countless forces of the Great Dao were compressed into this palm.

Sensing the terrifying power contained within this palm strike, Jieyin disregarded the twelve-petaled golden lotus and had to maintain the Merit Pool.

Take it out directly, place it on your head, and it will emit a dazzling golden light.

With a deafening roar, Qin Tian struck the twelfth-grade golden lotus with a single palm strike, sending it crashing down to earth.

Jieyin, beneath the golden lotus, coughed up blood incessantly, having been forced out of his state of connection with the Heavenly Dao, his aura weakened.

On the other side, seeing Qin Tian's sudden outburst, Hou Tu also stopped holding back and kicked out swiftly, striking Zhunti's chest.

Zhunti quickly waved the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, trying to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Houtu used eight-tenths of her strength this time and was kicked away, blood splattering in the air.

Then, she walked up to Jieyin and said coldly, "Now disperse the Ceasefire Monument, and I may spare your life."

"Otherwise, I would not mind killing the emperor."

Faced with such an overbearing Houtu, what could Jieyin do?

The situation was beyond our control, so we had no choice but to obey and dissipate the causal power on the Ceasefire Monument.

Immediately, all the creatures on the western lands danced and jumped for joy.

"You're smart to know what's good for you!"

"If this happens again, be prepared to die!"

Jieyin lay on the ground. He struggled to his feet and replied, "Goddess Houtu, rest assured, my fellow disciple and I will never do it again."

Having received the answer she wanted, Houtu nodded in satisfaction, took Qin Tian's hand, and stepped out of Mount Sumeru.

"Qin Tian, ​​where are we going now?"

"Since the Three Pure Ones are one, and we are on good terms with Fellow Daoist Taiqing, why don't we go to Kunlun Mountain first, and then go to the East Sea?"

"it is good."

Seeing that Houtu agreed, Qin Tian immediately took Houtu across space and arrived directly at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi, sensing something amiss, opened the mountain gates wide and, with immense magical power, created a golden road leading directly to the Qin Heaven and to Houtu.

Seeing this, Qin Tian and Hou Tu exchanged a smile, and then stepped forward.

As he traveled along, looking at the rare treasures and countless plant spirits that could be seen everywhere on Kunlun Mountain, Qin Tian's eyes revealed a hint of envy.

It's truly a wonderful place, but unfortunately, it happens to be the birthplace of the Three Pure Ones.

Otherwise, I really wanted to take it from him.

"Congratulations on becoming a saint, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi! May your saintly path prosper!"

"Haha..." Yuanshi laughed upon hearing this and quickly replied, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin Tian, ​​thank you, Fellow Daoist Houtu."

"I was very pleased to see you two beating Jieyin and Zhunti so badly. I only regret that I could not join you in the fight."

"Haha..." Qin Tian chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, if you really have this idea, next time the two of us will go and take a trip."

"I will make sure you, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, have a good time. As for Jieyin and Zhunti, they will no longer dare to covet my Eastern Land."

Yuan Shi was just saying it casually, but Qin Tian said it as if it were a serious matter.

There was no other way but for Yuanshi to accept this cause and effect.

"Then it's settled. Fellow Daoist Qin Tian, ​​you must call me next time."

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, I will never forget you, no matter who else I may forget."

After another friendly conversation, Qin Tian and Hou Tu left Kunlun Mountain and headed towards the East Sea.

Watching Qin Tian and Hou Tu's departing figures, Yuan Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, those two jinxes are gone.

I hope that my third brother can stay true to himself and not be swayed by their words to join them.

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

Tongtian was expounding the sacred way, with his four direct disciples in front of him: Duobao, Wudang, Jinling, and Guiling.

Following them were countless cultivators who came from afar, their numbers stretching as far as the eye could see, completely surrounding the sea area within a radius of tens of thousands of miles around Jin'ao Island.

Houtu, who had come from Kunlun Mountain, couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing this scene.

"The Three Pure Ones are really interesting; each of them has a distinct personality."

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, you find it troublesome and only accept one. I understand."

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, I can understand your suggestion to accept disciples only after making thorough preparations."

"Fellow Daoist Ketongtian, I truly cannot understand."

"With so many cultivators, why doesn't he set any rules? Isn't he afraid of causing chaos and getting entangled in karma?"

Qin Tian smiled slightly: "The Three Pure Ones correspond to three states. In youth, make friends first and ignore everything else."

"In middle age, it's best to prepare first."

"In old age, one becomes indifferent to all other matters, focusing solely on cultivating the Great Dao. One disciple is sufficient to pass on the lineage."

Houtu nodded as if she understood: "So that's how it is. No wonder Fellow Daoist Tongtian's Dao is so radical."

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Houtu rolled her eyes at Qin Tian, ​​just about to say something more.

But at this moment, she noticed that Tongtian had stopped preaching and couldn't help but look at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian grasped Houtu's soft hand and gently squeezed it, transmitting his thoughts in his mind: "No rush, let's see how Tongtian arranges things."

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