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

"Brother, why did you suddenly decide to come back?"

Seeing Qin Tian suddenly appear beside him, Qin Feng asked in confusion.

Qin Tian did not answer Qin Feng's question, but instead looked at Qin Yue standing next to Qin Feng.

"Xiaoyue, tell me, how does Erlang usually treat you?"

"Ah!" Qin Yue exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected Qin Tian to suddenly ask her such a question.

After glancing at Qin Feng and seeing that he also looked bewildered, Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the two of them did not collude beforehand.

Qin Yue wasn't stupid; Qin Tian's sudden question was clearly an attempt to pressure her into marriage.

But right now, she doesn't want to get married; she feels that things are fine as they are.

Falling in love is so wonderful; you don't have to worry about anything.

After getting married, you have to have children, raise them, and finally, you have to work yourself to the bone for your children's sake.

Just thinking about it terrified Qin Yue.

"Brother, I understand what you mean, but Feng and I think things are fine as they are."

"Right, Brother Feng?" Qin Yue said, looking at Qin Feng with a big smile.

Qin Feng felt a sudden tightness in his chest; his intuition told him that Qin Yue's smile concealed a murderous intent.

He immediately cowered, not daring to look Qin Tian in the eye, and lowered his head to reply, "Brother, what Xiaoyue said is exactly what I wanted to say."

Qin Tian looked up at the sky, speechless.

The mighty, ancient holy body has actually become henpecked.

What a waste of this physique! When will the innate sacred body of my human race be born?

Forget it, we can't count on these two for the time being. Let's go check on others first.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian sighed and shook his head, saying, "Erlang, Xiaoyue, it's not that your elder brother wants to urge you."

"You are all so disappointing. You should know that the descendants of the strong are more likely to become strong."

"You, Xiaoyue, Xiaoshi, Qinqiong, and the other eight are all pillars of our human race."

"I'm not saying you all have to get married, but you can't all be single!"

"Do you know that there are already quite a few complaints about this within the clan?"

"I feel that you have led the next generation astray, causing the new generation of our clan to prefer being single and unwilling to get married."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng and Qin Yue looked embarrassed, their toes fidgeting inside their shoes.

Seeing this, Qin Tian didn't know what else to say, so he could only say, "It will take at least one year, or at most ten years, for the Lich and Demon races to engage in a great war."

"I don't ask for much. Your strength can be further enhanced, but the number of members in the Temple must be increased."

"Erlang, I'm leaving this matter to you."

Go and negotiate with Pan Wang, and ask him to use all the spiritual materials within the divine soil to refine a batch of pills that enhance strength as quickly as possible.

"Hurry up, let the human race produce more powerful individuals."

"This matter concerns the future of our human race and must not be taken lightly."

"Yes, elder brother." After hearing Qin Tian's words, Qin Feng and Qin Yue dared not take it lightly and quickly nodded in agreement.

After Qin Tian finished speaking, he didn't linger. He scanned the area with his divine sense, intending to talk to Qin Ming and Qin Shi.

But after noticing their actions, he immediately changed his mind.

In the secret passage, Qin Ming is truly a capable young man.

I hope Qin Shi won't hold us back. Our human emperor can't be a reincarnation of a demon.

Although Qin Ming and Qin Shi escaped unscathed, none of the remaining four—Qin Qiong, Qin Yu, Qin Kun, and Qin Ze—escaped.

As a result, the human race experienced a series of joyous events over the next decade.

Led by the six leaders, countless young men and women entered the hall of marriage, and the vast southern wilderness was filled with joy.

Some are happy, some are sad.

The human race is not inferior to the humans; they decorate with lanterns and colorful streamers every day, creating a joyful atmosphere.

In the Heavenly Court, tens of millions of demons are training tirelessly every day, entering a state of emergency preparedness.

The same was true for the Wu tribe. The ancestral shamans and great shamans from each tribe gathered at the Ancestral Shaman Temple and talked for three days and three nights.

The entire primordial world then fell into a state of solemnity.

The powerful figures from the Daoist temple all vanished into the void, disappearing from the world.

Races large and small constantly waged war and slaughtered, their blood and fire staining the entire land.

Inside the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx Cult Master and Qin Tian sat facing each other. On the table between them was a pot of immortal wine, and on either side were Asura women serving them.

"Fellow Daoist Qin Tian, ​​which sage do you think will get involved in this mess during the Lich War?"

"I don't want to think about that," Qin Tian shook his head. "Who cares who he is."

"All I know is that from now on, the human race will forever be the protagonist of the world."

"Haha..." The Styx Master laughed loudly, gave a thumbs up, faced Qin Tian, ​​and exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist, you see things very clearly."

"However, fellow Daoist, have you considered that, given the current situation of the human race, that old man Hongjun might not be willing to hand over the protagonist of the world to the human race?"

"Hmph!" Qin Tian snorted coldly, "So what if he's willing to part with it, or not?"

"This battle is both a war between liches and a war between me and him."

"I refuse to believe that anyone would dare to pull teeth from a tiger's mouth."

"Haha..." The Styx Cult Master laughed again, "It seems that you have a plan in mind, fellow Daoist."

"In recognition of your heroic spirit, I raise a toast to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of the Styx raised his cup and swirled it around.

Qin Tian smiled, raised his glass in response to Styx, and then drank it all in one gulp.

...

Time always slips away quietly. Before anyone knew it, the number of demons in the world increased, almost filling the outer lands of the Wu tribe.

The Wu tribe lives by hunting and cultivates themselves using the essence of flesh and blood, so they cannot do without meat every day.

Therefore, the hunting teams of the Wu tribe never rested for a single day.

Those who served as captains of the hunting teams were all skilled members of the tribe.

At first, the leader of the witch tribe was quite happy.

He thought to himself, "So many demons, this is incredible!"

They could just kill a few and buy them back, and the tribesmen could have a good meal.

However, as time went on, the captains of the hunting teams suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The reason is simple: each attempt results in more casualties than the last.

Moreover, more and more people are dying, and not all of them are weaklings.

This situation made the team leaders uneasy, and they quickly reported the matter.

However, the ancestral witches did not take this matter too seriously; they thought it was normal.

With a major battle imminent, it would be suspicious if the demon race didn't make a move.

Therefore, the ancestral shamans simply added a deputy captain to each tribe's hunting team.

Little did they know that this action had fallen right into the demon race's trap.

In order to defeat the Wu tribe, Di Jun and Bai Ze discussed the matter many times.

After considering many methods, they finally decided to break the group into smaller units and, by leveraging their numerical advantage, gradually wear down the Wu tribe's fighting force.

And so, through various schemes, the witch clan's hunting party stepped into the trap prepared for them by the demon clan.

The outcome was extremely tragic; none of the hunting party survived, plunging the witch clan into panic.

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