Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The Wusheng Sect has become more and more skilled in taking over the new world. They first killed those who resisted stubbornly, then gathered a group and suppressed a group. The Wusheng Sect army then officially entered the world to appease the people and provide relief to those who were hurt by the war.

In less than two thousand years, the Great World of the Gods was perfectly integrated with the Great World of Destiny, and all living beings returned to the Holy Religion. Even the masters trained by Haotian and Yaochi became part of the Holy Religion.

The Wusheng Sect is a superpower that integrates the elites of the prehistoric world and hundreds of large worlds. Newcomers who enter it do not have to worry about being excluded. Its inclusiveness makes it extremely smooth to accept other large worlds.

The elders of the Wusheng Sect were so excited that they could not concentrate on cultivation as they watched the growing Destiny World and the Wusheng Sect. They had no doubt that they would be able to become saints in the future.

The elders of the Wusheng Sect have all cultivated to the middle stage of the Hunyuan Jinxian. This lineup is certainly inferior to the elders of the Xuanmen in the chaos. However, they still have the potential to continue to advance.

Once the Wusheng Sect has more people with great supernatural powers, then except for the saint level, the Wusheng Sect will be able to compete with the Xuanmen Sect.

"Following the Holy Master, we have followed the right person. The destruction of the Great Sacrifice World is a blessing, not a disaster!"

"I am the best at judging people. When the Saint Patriarch entered the martial arts world, I was the first to give up the dark and join the light. Taiwu, that old man, is stubborn and unyielding. Not only did he fail to protect the martial arts world, he also became the spirit of the demon-summoning banner."

"Chun Yang, you still have the nerve to say that. We have been friends for many years, and you surrendered without even telling us."

"Fellow Daoist Mengyan, what do you think? You were the first person the Saint Patriarch recruited, and you didn't seem to be very willing."

In the Three Saints Hall, all beings above the Golden Immortal level of the Wusheng Sect gathered together. Various Dao rhymes converged into a vast ocean, and with the ebb and flow of everyone's mood, Dao was born and extinguished, mysterious and profound.

Although Qing Yuan Daojun and Yue Feng were disciples of the leader and had a high status, they did not receive any preferential treatment. In the leader's eyes, they were just hall masters, just like other Daluo Jinxian.

Even so, the two were very content and did not blame their teacher.

The higher the ability, the higher the position. They felt that their cultivation was still shallow and far inferior to those great men who had gone through life and death for the Wusheng Sect.

They need to grow and hone themselves until they are capable of taking over the leadership of the Wusheng Sect.

Among the crowd, there was another person who attracted great attention, and that person was Jin Buhuan. Through his training, Jin Buhuan had lost his childishness and his character had grown to the level of an ordinary powerful being.

After he attained the state of Daluo, he stayed in the Wusheng Sect.

In Zixiao Palace, he could only be a boy serving tea, but in Wusheng Sect, he was the head of Jinqian Hall, able to make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.

Once a man has ambition, his previous laziness and ignorance will disappear. He will smear feces on the wall and keep moving towards his goal.

"The Three Saints have arrived!"

After Tianji Tongzi returned, he returned to his job. The miserable Bianji Tongzi had to give up his position reluctantly to guard the five Destiny Masters for Fang Yang.

No, the Fate Authenticity no longer exists. The current Fate World has nothing to do with the Fate Demon God. Fang Yang is the creator of the Fate World.

After continuously ascending in the Destiny World, these five people have shown signs of transforming into the world. Within a hundred thousand years, they will be able to be born.

Fang Yang was also looking forward to this. As the Demon Ancestor, he only had one disciple, so the title of Demon Ancestor was not worthy of his status.

He didn't like accepting disciples before because he thought it was troublesome to teach them, but now he doesn't think so.

After all, he had two junior brothers, a disciple, and a nephew, so he could easily hand over the new disciples to the four of them. Four people leading five people could do it easily.

Fang Yang raised his hand with a serious expression: "Bring the person up!"

Tread!

Soon, two Wusheng Sect disciples escorted a man and a woman into the hall. The man and woman took off their fancy clothes, locked themselves in chains made of the power of rules, and wore prison uniforms with a big "prisoner" written on their chests and backs.

Haotian God and Yaochi Holy Mother had never been so humiliated before. They wanted to tear off their prison uniforms. Even running in flesh-colored tights was better than wearing prison uniforms.

After the two men arrived at the hall, they lowered their heads and closed their eyes, as if saying "We can't see you and you can't see us."

"Show the throne to the Emperor and Empress of Heaven!"

Fang Yang did not humiliate them. Respecting his former opponents was also respecting himself.

After the two of them sat down, they finally regained some dignity. Lord Haotian looked up at Fang Yang with a complicated expression.

Once upon a time, Fang Yang was just a little demon in a fairy mountain under his jurisdiction, and he was the high and mighty Emperor of Heaven. Now, everything has turned upside down.

While he admired Fang Yang in his heart, he was also full of resentment towards Patriarch Hongjun.

Obviously Fang Yang was a demon, but Patriarch Hongjun tolerated Fang Yang to become more powerful and allowed Fang Yang to attain the state of Hunyuan.

God Haotian could never understand it!

"Fang Yang, congratulations, you won. But..."

He glanced at the Holy Mother of Yao Chi, and seeing that she was also looking at him worriedly, his heart softened immediately, "The past grievances were all between you and me. Junior Sister Yao Chi is innocent, if you want to settle a score, come after me."

"Brother!"

The Holy Mother of Yao Chi let out a cry of surprise.

She couldn't imagine that her position in the heart of Lord Haotian was so important.

Daoist Wuji laughed, but his laugh was very ironic.

"Really? Who was the person who helped the human race to snatch the Vacuum Creation Sutra in the Hengshan Cave Heaven? Who was the person who helped the human race fight against our sect when our sect went to war with the human world?"

His voice echoed in the temple, growing louder and louder, leaving the Lord Haotian speechless.

"Don't forget, we are Daozu's people."

God Haotian still has to struggle to plan a way out for himself and Mother Yaochi.

Fang Yang said expressionlessly: "But you are also sinners of Xuanmen. Not to mention, the Holy Mother of Yaochi also killed two Daluo Jinxian of Xuanmen. However, for the sake of fellow Daoist Hongjun, I will give you two a decent death. Jin Buhuan, you are the boy beside fellow Daoist Hongjun, so you will be the one to clean up the mess!"

"Jin, Jin Buhuan!?"

Lord Haotian and Mother Yaochi stared blankly at Jin Buhuan who walked out from the crowd, their faces looking deathly pale.

They knew they were really finished.

If someone else killed them, Hongjun would be somewhat unhappy. However, if Jin Buhuan killed them, it would be to clean up the family.

"Brother Haotian, Sister Yaochi, you two have done a lot of good things in the prehistoric world. Now, I will deal with you two according to the sect rules."

Jin Buhuan smiled with a fake smile as he walked close to Lord Haotian and Mother Yaochi, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He had no grudge against Lord Haotian and Mother Yaochi, but as long as he killed these two, he would be the only boy beside Patriarch Hongjun.

"You, you dare?"

The Lord of Heaven looked fierce but was actually weak, hoping to scare Jin Buhuan away. However, Jin Buhuan was brought up to be scared, and he was no longer afraid of anything.

"Goodbye, both of you!"

Jin Buhuan slowly raised his palms, accumulated magic power in each palm, and suddenly released it, with both palms slapping on the foreheads of Lord Haotian and Mother Yaochi at the same time.

"what!"

After a burst of screams, Lord Haotian and Mother Yaochi disappeared from the world and entered a long death.