"Brother Wang Han, I never imagined you were actually a powerful being from the primordial era! You've deceived us so much!" After Wang Han and Tongtian came out of the house, Bixiao complained to Wang Han, somewhat resentful that he had concealed his cultivation level.
"Stop complaining. It's better to know now than to know back then! Don't you all have the most suitable masters and your own magic weapons now?" Wang Han said with a smile, not angry at Bixiao's complaints.
"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Bixiao was still somewhat displeased, but she also knew that no matter how reasonable Wang Han's words were, if they had known that Wang Han was a powerful figure and had become his disciples, regardless of whether Wang Han agreed at the time, he would not be their neighborly older brother, and everything would be different. They would not have been able to become disciples of Hongyun, who was more suitable for them, and perhaps their identities would have become those of the pageboys on the Three Immortals Island.
“Bixiao, Brother Wang Han is doing this for our own good.” Yunxiao said to Bixiao with a smile, and then sincerely said to Wang Han, “Thank you for taking care of me, Brother Wang Han.”
"Yunxiao, look at you, you're being too polite with me again!" Wang Han said with a smile, shaking his head.
"Senior, Tongtian has some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now." Looking at the group of people chatting and laughing, Tongtian interjected appropriately and said to Wang Han. He had learned quite a lot and some of it was quite astonishing from Wang Han, and he needed to go back and sort it out properly.
"Please make yourself at home. We'll meet again after you become a saint, which shouldn't be too long," Wang Han said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior!" Upon hearing this, Tongtian was overjoyed and thanked him. After saying this, he flew away with Zhao Gongming.
"I'm going to travel around the prehistoric world alone, and also to keep my appointment with Zhen Yuanzi. You all need to seize the time to cultivate! There won't be many peaceful days left in the prehistoric world." After Tongtian flew away, Wang Han said to the Three Immortals, and then disappeared in a flash. This time, Wang Han did not plan to take the Three Immortals with him, because Wang Han's purpose in traveling around the prehistoric world was very strong, and it would take a long time.
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In the primordial world, for powerful beings, ten thousand years is nothing more than a few periods of seclusion.
In the primordial world, the life and death of the weak are no different from that of ants to the strong. Few powerful beings would pay attention to them, and even fewer would give up their own interests for the lives of some ants, not even the few who are about to become saints.
In a corner of the primordial wilderness, darkness suddenly turned to daylight, surpassing even the brightest hour. Suns rose from the east, their scorching rays dispelling the night. Ten suns juxtaposed in the sky, playfully teasing each other like mischievous children. But their intense light caused the earth to dry up; rivers parched, flowers and trees withered and burned, the entire land scorched as if placed in a furnace. Wherever the ten suns passed, even living beings were roasted alive by the intense sunlight, reduced to mummies. The simultaneous appearance of ten suns brought an apocalyptic catastrophe to the primordial land.
However, even though the ten suns brought immense disaster to the primordial land, not a single powerful being appeared to stop them, nor even a single primordial being came out to stop them. Instead, the ten suns were allowed to fly freely in the sky, roaming the primordial land and bringing great calamity to the primordial world.
Soon after, the ten suns headed towards the territory of the Wu tribe, their purpose self-evident.
Weak creatures could not stop them, and the powerful beings almost all knew their identities: the Golden Crows, the ten children of Emperor Jun, the ruler of the Heavenly Court. The powerful beings not only did not want to offend the Heavenly Court, nor did they want to offend other powerful beings, but they also did not want to get involved.
The ten golden crows have been around for a long time, and their sudden appearance at once, heading towards the Witch Clan, must be a trap, given the current situation where the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan are evenly matched. The killing karma caused by the actions of these ten golden crows will surely be repaid by themselves and the Heavenly Court.
The simultaneous appearance of ten golden crows would primarily harm the Wu tribe, which occupies the primordial land. Given their inherent animosity, it's easy to guess that a great war between the Heavenly Court and the Wu tribe is imminent. No powerful being wants to be involved in this conflict, otherwise, even a powerful being could perish under the immense karmic fire.
Moreover, remaining uninvolved and watching the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan decline also brings great benefits to most powerful beings.
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"I didn't expect Hongjun to lose his temper so quickly. But Jieyin and Zhunti are very clever! They lured the Golden Crow Prince out without revealing any clues. Plus, the Heavenly Dao was secretly helping them hide. Hongjun still didn't outsmart Jieyin and Zhunti. It seems that Hongjun's plans were still a bit lacking compared to the Heavenly Dao's arrangements."
In the gradually drying and even burning forest, looking at the ten suns traveling side by side in the sky, Wang Han's lips curled into a strangely excited smile. "But it's good to get to the point sooner rather than later; I can't wait any longer."
After thinking it over, Wang Han concealed himself and followed the ten Golden Crow Princes in the sky, quietly watching them play and scorch the primordial land.
Their schemes and rivalries were not so important to Wang Han. What mattered was whether his own plans would succeed. As for the calamities befalling the primordial beings, before the emergence of humans, as long as they didn't affect him or the future emergence of humans, Wang Han wouldn't care much about the severity of the disasters, nor would he easily intervene. However, once the human race was involved, Wang Han would ruthlessly eliminate all threats and obstacles, even without mercy.
"Ah...!" A deafening roar suddenly echoed across the primordial land. In a witch tribe on the primordial land, a middle-aged great shaman grew taller against the wind, soon becoming like a mountain thousands of meters high. Two yellow snakes hung from his ears, and he held two more yellow snakes in his hands. He endured the scorching heat of ten suns, using his enormous figure to shield the people of the large witch tribe behind him from the scorching sun. His giant eyes were wide open, glaring angrily at the ten suns in the sky. His aura was powerful and oppressive, clearly comparable to that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
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