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

"That's not up to him." Qin Tian chuckled. "Whether he gives in or not, I'll still take it."

Qin Tian spoke very frankly and directly.

But the group of human elites were thrilled and looked at Qin Tian with fervent eyes.

Even the Lord of the Styx was moved and exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist Qin Tian, ​​what courage!"

"Under the whole heaven, I'm afraid you won't find another person like you, fellow Daoist."

"Haha..." Qin Tian laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. This time, I still need to trouble you to protect my human race."

Styx nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I understand."

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As Qin Tian marched forward, he did not conceal his power. Soon, the news that Qin Tian was about to attack Kunlun Mountain spread throughout the entire prehistoric world.

Moreover, the more it was spread, the more bizarre it became.

When the story reached the vicinity of Shouyang Mountain, it had become that Yuanshi was the mastermind behind the racial war.

The purpose was to incite a war between the three races of lich, demon, and human, thereby rewriting the course of history.

Upon hearing this news on Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Laozi paused, looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, got up and sat down again, then got up and sat down again.

After repeating this three times, Taiqing Laozi thought of Qin Tian's kindness to him and Yuanshi's strength, and finally sat down and did not move again.

He didn't even clean the slag inside the alchemy furnace; he just sat there, lost in thought.

In the East China Sea, on Jin'ao Island, in the Biyou Palace, Tongtian sat high on his cloud bed, his face as calm as still water, revealing neither joy nor anger.

However, the fact that the Qingping Sword kept roaming around the palace clearly indicated that his heart was not at peace.

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun opened the formation and stood confidently on Qilin Cliff, with the Pangu Banner standing in the air beside him, dancing in the wind.

In the Heavenly Palace of Nuwa, Nuwa's gaze was constantly fixed on the cloud mirror before her.

Within the Cloud Realm, there stood a group of human beings led by Qin Tian and Minghe.

Nuwa was very clever; she knew that now was the best opportunity to repair relations with the human race.

As long as Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian make a move, she can seize the opportunity to join the battle.

Moreover, the demons had nothing to say and wouldn't think she was biased.

All the great powers in the world also silently turned their gazes toward Kunlun Mountain.

They were looking forward to the upcoming war.

The Three Pure Ones are not like the Two Sages of the West; they absolutely believe that this will be an incredibly exciting and exhilarating battle.

Although Mount Sumeru is far from Mount Kunlun, Qin Tian's group consisted of human cultivators, the weakest of whom were comparable to Great Luo Golden Immortals.

So, it didn't take long to reach the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

On Qilin Cliff, Yuanshi suddenly sensed something, opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the Pangu Banner beside him, pointed it at Qin Tian, ​​and shouted loudly, "Qin Tian, ​​let's fight from beyond the heavens!"

"Haha..." Qin Tian nodded, laughing loudly as he replied, "That's exactly what I've been waiting for."

After saying that, Qin Tian casually tore open space, took a step, and came from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the outer chaos.

On Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Laozi, the East Sea, Jin'ao Island, and Tongtian in Biyou Palace all let out a soft sigh, just like Qin Tian, ​​tearing through space and arriving in the chaos.

"Second brother, is it really necessary to do this?"

"Brother, Qin Tian is going too far. He's clearly trying to make things difficult for me, so I won't tolerate it."

"I am not like Jieyin or Zhunti. The words 'swallow one's anger' do not exist in my dictionary."

Looking at the arrogant Yuanshi, Taiqing Laozi sighed and said nothing more.

He then turned to Qin Tian: "Fellow Daoist, why go to such lengths? Do you intend to make an enemy of the world?"

Qin Tian shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, you are wrong. It is not that I want to be an enemy of the world, but that the world wants to be an enemy of me."

"Can't you see by now that the will of Heaven has already tilted?"

"Fellow Daoist, the moment you attained the Great Dao, you should have understood that you and I are on the same side."

"The Great Calamity is a form of internal strife, and the Lich King has no solution. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"But I will not allow anyone to touch the human race again."

Taiqing Laozi was speechless.

Indeed, he understood this the moment he attained enlightenment.

The Way of Heaven is below the Great Way and is governed by the Great Way.

The Great Way is impartial and does not concern itself with affairs; the Way of Heaven is inherently inactive.

However, since Hongjun merged with the Dao, the will of the Heavenly Dao has been coerced by him to a certain extent.

The Primordial Purple Qi is the best proof.

There is no such thing as a Heavenly Saint Realm; there has always only been the Primordial Chaos of the Great Dao.

The purpose of their cheap teacher was all too obvious.

On the surface, it sounds nice: the will of Heaven remains unchanged, and Hongjun will not appear.

In reality, the so-called general trend was determined by his single word.

The Heavenly Sage, seemingly outside the chessboard and the player, is in reality merely a larger piece in his hand.

Thinking of this, Taiqing Laozi retreated to the side somewhat dejectedly.

Tongtian originally wanted to say something, but after hearing Qin Tian's words and seeing his elder brother's expression, he had a vague understanding.

After glancing at his second brother, Tongtian strode towards Taiqing Laozi.

He didn't want to be fooled; he wanted to ask his elder brother what Qin Tian really meant by those words.

Having achieved the Great Dao, what did you truly understand that led you to make this choice?

Yuanshi did not say anything about this.

He knew in his heart that from the moment he became a saint, a rift had already formed between his three brothers.

This gap is indescribable; it's more like a tacit understanding.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts, Yuanshi looked at Qin Tian with eyes full of fighting spirit and shouted loudly:

"Qin Tian, ​​come and fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi fiercely waved the Pangu Banner in his hand, and streams of chaotic sword energy surged toward Qin Tian like Gatling gun fire.

Qin Tian dared not underestimate this.

Yuanshi's strength was not bad. Under Hongjun's influence, he had become a Saint of the Heavenly Dao and possessed the strength of a Saint of the sixth level.

He is even above the Lord of the Styx.

With a deafening roar, Qin Tian did not back down and pushed out a palm, clashing with the incoming chaotic sword energy.

bang bang bang...

Let your sword energy shoot forth, I will simply push it out with a single palm strike.

After exchanging blows for a moment, Qin Tian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand.

She quickly withdrew her hand and looked down. She saw that her once snow-white and incredibly resilient hand was now covered with a cluster of dense scars.

This made Qin Tian sigh inwardly.

The Pangu Banner truly lives up to its reputation as the number one offensive and killing treasure in the primordial world.

It was indeed the Heaven-Opening Axe, formed from the blade itself. Even his own body, forged through countless trials and tribulations and capable of withstanding supreme treasures, could not withstand it.

After thinking it over, Qin Tian knew that it would be difficult to end the battle and achieve the desired effect using conventional methods.

Then his aura changed, and he exuded a vast and profound aura.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he directly absorbed the chaotic energy and used it for his own purposes.

Upon seeing this, a strange light flashed in Yuanshi's eyes, and he then shook the Pangu Banner again.

The surging sword energy, as it shot out, was constantly compressed and merged into one.

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