Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Time flies, and fifteen hundred years have passed. The conference of all races was held as scheduled, and representatives of all races in the world gathered outside the Vacuum Palace.

It is said that there are thousands of races in the world, but in fact there are only two hundred major forces. Only these two hundred forces have Da Luo Jinxian in charge, and the remaining more than 7,000 races can only send Taiyi Jinxian or even Jinxian.

There is no other way. The ancient races such as the Human Race, the Witch Race, the Monster Race, the Dragon Race, and the Phoenix Race are simply too powerful. These large clans only account for one percent of the race, but they control 99% of the resources in the wilderness.

Take the human race as an example. If there were no powerful forces such as the Witch Clan, Demon Clan, and Phoenix Clan to check it, the human race would only need to use one thousandth of its strength to annihilate all the races in the world.

The prehistoric world is like this, with serious polarization between strong and weak. This is why Yang Jiao launched the Yuan Universe and provided countless channels for the casual cultivators to earn resources.

Lord Sabertooth is the clan leader of the Sabertooth Wolf clan. Like the clan leaders of most races in the ancient world, he just wants to live a stable life.

His greatest wish is to teach the younger generations of the clan and pass on the saber-toothed wolf clan.

However, even such a simple wish requires strength. Without Daluo Jinxian in charge, the saber-toothed wolf clan would eventually be exterminated.

In this case, the problem arises.

If he wants to realize Daluo, he needs huge luck. On the other hand, if the saber-toothed wolf clan wants to join the battle for luck, Daluo Jinxian must be in charge.

For these weak races, this is a cycle of death, a curse that generations of generations cannot escape.

After hearing Fang Yang's summons, he was immediately tempted. He wanted to come and see Fang Yang to see if he could get a chance for the saber-toothed wolf clan.

If an unknown person said that he wanted to hold a meeting, Master Sabertooth would definitely consider it. Knowing the person but not the heart, who can be sure that this is not a trap of evil heretics? But with the summons of the humanitarian spokesperson, the level of trust was suddenly full.

Fang Yang is rich in his hometown, Nanzhan Continent, and the world of destiny. What do he do with these little people?

"This is the Temple of Vacuum, the dojo of Master Wusheng in the hometown of Wusheng. As long as I meet a supreme being like Master Wusheng, I will be blessed by him and receive his blessings and blessings. If one day, there will be If the great power can erase my traces in the long river of destiny, this side will become a huge opportunity."

Lord Sabertooth looked at the Vacuum Palace, his heart was ready to move, and he wished he could push the door open and walk in himself.

Among the crowd, a young man with gray-white hair looked particularly special. With only one leg left, he stood in the void in an independent posture like a golden rooster.

He is the leader of the Jiyu clan, Ji Taoist. However, he had a fate with Fang Yang in his previous life.

He was the ascendant in Kunshan City. He later became the God of the Jishui River and was killed by the Yangtze River Water Mansion.

"Li Zhi, the leader of Wusheng is the same Li Zhi who deceived me into refining the panacea. He clearly promised that as long as I succeeded in refining the elixir, he would give me a technique that would allow me to reach the realm of true immortality. However, after I successfully refined it, After taking the elixir, he left without saying goodbye."

Thinking back on what happened in the past, Taoist Ji suddenly had the urge to break in and question Fang Yang.

Fortunately, the urge went away as quickly as it came. Thinking of Fang Yang's strength, he instantly came to his senses.

Jun Yu, the new leader of the Tian Clan, and Feng Yuyao, the new leader of the Phoenix Clan, also came. They were surrounded by representatives of many races in the original Hengyu World.

The two of them were wearing the same style of white clothes. Jun Yu had a feminine air, like an officer on duty who had walked out of the heavenly palace, while Feng Yuyao had a baby face and was born with facial paralysis. Apart from occasionally glaring, she had no other expression.

After taking over the Hengyu Heavenly Realm, Yuanshi Tianzun accepted a disciple from the Tian Clan and the Phoenix Clan, and supported them as the new clan leaders. However, the fate of these two clan leaders was not good, and they were ousted not long after they became clan leaders.

Jun Yu and Feng Yuyao were both clan leaders designated by Jiang Ziya, and they did not listen to Yuanshi Tianzun's orders at all.

"There are so many races and forces in the Earthly Immortal Realm, especially the Human Race. Their power is greater than the Celestial Clan and the Phoenix Clan."

"I don't know what's going on with the demons. I heard that the demons went to the underworld."

"The heaven here pays more attention to laws and regulations than the heaven established by my heavenly clan. The heaven's rules cover the entire heaven. Anyone who triggers the heaven's rules will be dealt with immediately. I think, since it is the same world, the underworld should be the same. . Those people from the Demon Clan are all lunatics and will definitely not have a good life."

The two of them obviously haven't adapted to the new world yet. While talking, they didn't forget to observe the situation around them and were very vigilant.

It’s no wonder they had their own world destroyed, and all the gods were gone. This ancient world was too unfamiliar to them, and they had to be cautious.

While everyone was talking, the door of the Vacuum Palace opened, and a bald boy walked out of the hall.

The Tianji boy is undergoing a transformation in the six paths of reincarnation. Once it completes its transformation, its power of calculation will reach a higher level.

For this reason, Fang Yang had no choice but to enlighten a boy again and named him Bianji. During the days when Tianji Boy was away, Bianji Boy took care of the chores for him.

"Fellow Taoists, the time has come, please come into the hall!"

As soon as the boy identified the machine finished speaking, a figure rushed into the hall. The only person who can achieve such a level of cultivation is Elder Ji Bochang of the human race.

Ji Bochang was famous among the human race for his fast speed. He shuttled across the entrance of the hall and entered the hall.

He thought like everyone else, thinking that Fang Yang would distribute holy titles at this conference. So, he wants to occupy a position.

However, he miscalculated.

When he entered the temple, he saw only a vast void. In the void, more than 7,000 tables were distributed in a circular pattern on the horizontal plane, and they all slowly rotated around a star.

"There is no distinction between holy status?!"

Ji Bochang was dumbfounded, and such a seating arrangement did not show the status of Wanzu.

However, he didn't have time to think too much. A force came down and sent him directly to a seat.

The races that came in later were naturally disappointed when they saw the situation in the palace. Who doesn’t want to become a saint?

"I am different from fellow Taoist Hongjun. Fellow Taoist Hongjun is on an equal footing with the way of heaven, but everything about human nature is decided by me. It is too childish to decide the ownership of the holy throne by choosing a futon."

Fang Yang felt funny when he saw everyone's reactions.

He has never said that he wants to recruit disciples, distribute treasures, and join forces at the conference. He is not the ancestor of Hongjun.

Since Fang Yang arranged the same seats, there was nothing to argue about. After a while, everyone's seats were determined.

After everything calmed down, Fang Yang entered the venue with a sudden vision. On the central star, Fang Yang slowly emerged.

"Congratulations, Sect Master!"

Everyone saluted one after another, for fear of being a step too late and making Fang Yang unhappy.

Fang Yang nodded, excused everyone, and officially opened the conference.