Pangu created the world and incarnated all things, and all ethnic groups in the prehistoric era developed rapidly.
After the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty, the three tribes of Long, Feng and Qilin declined.
The strongest ones left are the demon clan and the witch clan formed from the blood of Pangu.
The former are numerous, and the latter are descendants of Pangu.
Both tribes want to be the protagonists of the world, so they often have disputes.
Under the leadership of Emperor Jun, the demon tribe established the Heavenly Court from the Thirty-Three Heavens Day and became the Heavenly Emperor.
The Wu Clan occupies the ancient land, proclaims itself Pangu Orthodoxy, and overlooks all living things.
There were frequent frictions between the two clans, but due to the constraints of Daozu, the two clans did not go to war directly.
Since then, a scene has formed in the prehistoric times where monsters dominate the sky and witches control the earth.
This situation continued until after the demon clan Nuwa created humans and became a saint, Taozu no longer restricted the two clans, and the killings and calamities started again!
The son of Emperor Jun of the Demon Court turned into a golden crow from Fusang and came to the world. Deaths and injuries spread all over the twelve witch tribes.
The witch clan was furious, and the great witch Kuafu directly killed Emperor Jun's son, sounding the clarion call for the war between the two clans of lich and witch!
However, no matter whether they are the demon clan or the witch clan, not everyone wants to be the controller of the world.
After the demon clan saint Nuwa became a saint, she gave the demon clan's most precious treasure, the demon summoning banner, to Emperor Jun. From then on, she lived in Taisu Heaven and had no interest in worldly affairs.
Fuxi, another famous demon king of the demon clan, also chose not to participate in the war because of Nuwa.
The Houtu and Xuanming tribes of the Wu clan were indifferent by nature. After trying to persuade the other ancestral witches many times to no avail, they went into hiding with their clan members.
It was precisely because Hou Tu and Xuan Ming did not participate in the battle that the twelve capital formations of the Wu clan were later incomplete.
The two clans pressed the killing array at the bottom of the box and divided the entire prehistoric world into four.
All nine ancestral witches of the Wu Clan were killed in the battle, and the Demon Clan known as the Hundred Thousand Demon Court also lost countless powerful men.
The demon master Kunpeng was torn to pieces by the ancestral witch Emperor Jiang, and the ancestral witch Qiangliang was besieged and died by the three demon kings Jiuying, Gui Che and Shang Yang.
Even after fighting to the end, Emperor Jun, the Lord of Heaven, and the strongest ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin died together!
Nowadays, the two tribes have completely faded out of the sight of all the tribes in the ancient world.
The demon clan is hiding in the Shiwan Mountains, and the witch clan has completely disappeared into the wilderness.
However, compared to the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan still has a lot of top combat power.
Bai Ze is not dead, Fuxi is still alive, and Emperor Jun's brother Donghuang Taiyi has not died either.
Now Donghuang Taiyi is recuperating in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace on the Sun Fuso Star. After he completely recovers, the remaining tribes of the Wu Clan will surely be massacred!
Because the Houtu tribe transformed into six realms of reincarnation, they followed their ancestral witches from the prehistoric wilderness to the land of Nine Netherworlds.
But the Xuanming tribe is still in the ancient times. Facing Donghuang Taiyi, who is known as the Demon Emperor, even if Xuanming is one of the twelve ancestral witches, he may not be able to get a good deal.
On the plain, after realizing that the help Hou Tu meant was this, Tang Hao did not agree immediately.
Although he is outside the ancient world, he is already inextricably linked with it.
Donghuang Taiyi is a famous existence in the legend, and he still has the Chaos Bell in his hand. I am afraid that even the current Tongtian may not be able to beat it!
Unless Tongtian becomes the leader of Tongtian!
But you can’t just ask Tongtian to help you whenever something happens, right?
Asking Tong Tian to help again and again will definitely make the other party feel suspicious.
Although he can interfere with the prehistoric times, this is because the human race plays the role of a hub.
If the clansmen in the Xuanming tribe were attacked by Donghuang Taiyi, Tang Hao was not sure whether the box would let him take action.
On the other side, seeing Tang Hao's silence, Hou Tu could not help but flash a hint of deep sadness in his eyes.
Could it be that even the existence in front of him, which he couldn't even see through, would still be afraid of the Demon Emperor?
Tang Hao looked at Hou Tu, who suddenly exuded a sad aura in front of him. For some reason, a trace of pity suddenly rose in his heart.
It was obvious that the person in front of him was one of the best in the whole world, but Tang Hao felt that there was always a kind of sadness in him that could not be erased.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Hao decided to agree to Hou Tu.
Damn it, isn’t it Donghuang Taiyi?
At worst, the Xuanming tribe and the human race will be allowed to live together.
If Donghuang Taiyi dares to take action against the Xuanming tribe, the human race will definitely be implicated.
And if the human race is implicated, he can take action himself!
So what if you are the legendary Donghuang Taiyi?
Things in reality will not change their size and quality when they enter the prehistoric times.
When the time comes, take a hammer and put it in the box. It will probably be thicker than the ancient earth!
Tang Hao believed that even the Chaos Bell had a limit to what it could withstand.
If a billion-ton hammer hits me, I don’t believe you, Donghuang Taiyi, can stop it!
As long as you are not a saint, you are not vain!
Just as Tang Hao's thoughts were changing, Hou Tu took one last look at the familiar yet unfamiliar Honghuang, shook his head and sighed, preparing to return to Jiuyou.
The power of reincarnation that enveloped the plain was withdrawn into the body, and Houtu's body began to fade inch by inch.
Zhisheng, who was kneeling on the plain, looked up at Houtu Empress, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.
The Xuanming Tribe, like the Houtu Tribe, had briefly protected the human race.
I thought they had perished in the war, but I didn't expect they were still alive.
After hearing that Empress Houtu wanted God to protect the Xuanming tribe, Zhisheng wanted to say a few words to her.
But Lord God's choice to protect their human race is already a great kindness, so does he have the qualifications to ask the other party to protect another witch race?
After Hou Tu said what he wanted Tang Hao to do, no one on the plain spoke.
The whole world fell into silence, with only Hou Tu's helpless sigh echoing.
Just when Hou Tu's body was about to completely dissipate, what was surprising was that Tang Hao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Hou Tu, I helped you with this."
The extremely transparent body stopped transforming for an instant, and the next moment, Hou Tu's beautiful figure became clear again.
She didn't know whether she didn't hear clearly or she couldn't believe it. She looked at Tang Hao and asked with a slightly uneasy expression: "Did you just... speak?"
Looking at Hou Tu's somewhat disbelieving gaze, Tang Hao smiled and nodded slightly.
"That's right, Fellow Taoist Houtu."
"If you want me to protect other Witch Clan, I might want to consider it."
"But I heard that the Xuanming tribe did not massacre humans like other witch tribes, so I helped them."
"Donghuang Taiyi is just a little golden crow, how big a wave can he make?"
Tang Hao's voice sounded again on the plain, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.
Hou Tu's beautiful face showed a rare dull look. The next moment she reacted, she waved her hand and the power of reincarnation surged out again.
But now it seems a little too late to cover the plains.
When the power of reincarnation disappeared, a dozen eyes from the sky and the earth instantly looked at this plain.
Tang Hao's incomparably calm voice was also heard by the people behind these eyes!
The land of Nine Netherworlds, above the sea of blood.
Ancestor Styx, who had been paying attention to the movements in the plain, looked over at the moment when the power of reincarnation dissipated.
But before he could see clearly what was going on on the plain, a faint voice sounded in his ears.
"Donghuang Taiyi is just a little golden crow, how big a wave can he make?"
Hearing Tang Haona's nonchalant tone, a trace of astonishment flashed in Ancestor Minghe's eyes, but the astonishment turned into excitement in an instant.
I just said something interesting will definitely happen!
There's something good to watch now!
As expected by Patriarch Styx, just a moment after Tang Hao finished those words, an extremely domineering voice suddenly sounded over the plain.
"snort!"
"Who do you think you are?"
