Rumbling~~
Time passed unknowingly. Suddenly, from 30,000 miles away in the Prehistoric World, purple energy surged, and the sky was filled with excitement. Gongs and drums sounded, and countless visions of heaven and earth were born at this moment.
"I have finally grasped the way."
At this moment, a voice echoed, vibrating continuously, forming the voice of the Heavenly Dao.
And the one who spoke was an old Taoist—Hongjun. After obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he was finally promoted to the Saint Realm and simultaneously mastered the Nine Daos.
Among the many gods, such talent was exceptional.
Most of the Chaos Demon Gods who reached the Saint Realm only mastered one, two, or at most three Dao Laws. But to master nine Dao Laws, as Hongjun had, was already considered elite.
At this moment, Hongjun was extremely excited. He had planned for so long and put in countless efforts, but now, he had finally succeeded in obtaining the Dao. Everything he had sacrificed was worth it.
And indeed, he had reason to be proud.
Hundreds of Chaos Demon Gods had entered the Prehistoric World, but only he and Immortal Yangmei had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi. The others had either perished or been crippled, with nothing to gain.
This was a world where one would succeed while the bones of thousands would dry up.
"Well, are you leaving the Prehistoric World?"
At this moment, Hongjun sensed a message from the will of the Heavenly Dao, as if he were being expelled from the Prehistoric World. The world was temporarily not allowing any external creatures to enter.
Before, as a Quasi-Saint, he had not encountered the rejection of the Prehistoric World. But now, things were different. He could fully feel the powerful repelling force of the laws of heaven and earth.
Although he could remain in the Prehistoric World for the time being, he could stay for only three more days at most.
However, Hongjun did not feel any sorrow. After all, his primary goal in entering the Prehistoric World was already accomplished. "Even leaving the Prehistoric World is nothing."
"By the way, before I leave, I must say farewell to those patriarchs."
Hongjun thought of the patriarchs of the Dragon, Phoenix, Black Tortoise, Wood, and White Tiger Clans. After all, they were all comrades-in-arms who had fought together. It would be impersonal not to say goodbye.
A day later, he arrived at the Dragon Clan headquarters.
At this moment, the heads of the Dragon, Phoenix, Black Tortoise, Wood, and White Tiger Clans, as well as some Elders, had gathered. Even Immortal Yangmei was present.
And Immortal Yangmei had clearly absorbed the Hongmeng Purple Qi and attained his promotion.
In fact, it wasn't just Hongjun and Immortal Yangmei. The patriarchs of the Phoenix, Black Tortoise, Wood, White Tiger, and Dragon Clans had also each received a portion of the Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, immediately being promoted to the Saint Realm.
However, the patriarchs of the five major clans had only mastered one Dao Law in their promotion, which paled in comparison to the two Chaos Demon Gods, Immortal Yangmei and Hongjun.
"Are you sure? You want to leave the Prehistoric World with us?"
At this moment, Hongjun already understood the patriarchs' intentions—they wanted to leave the Prehistoric World with him and travel to the heavens and beyond.
"Naturally, it does not make sense for us to remain in the Prehistoric World."
"That's right. The so-called Prehistoric World is nothing more than a cage, and we are all frogs in a well."
"Only by leaving the Prehistoric World can we go further. Otherwise, we are but ants."
The patriarchs of the five major races spoke solemnly.
Had they been promoted to Saint before the appearance of the World Tree's forbidden existence, they might have remained arrogant.
But after witnessing that event, they now knew how small and insignificant they were.
Even though they had attained the Dao, they were still woefully weak in the face of such a being, and it was likely they could be easily crushed with a single hand.
If they did not leave the Prehistoric World to seek opportunities to grow stronger, they would remain ants forever.
"Well, if you stay in the Prehistoric World, you are still emperors, controlling everything. But once you leave and enter the heavens and myriad worlds, your strength will be insignificant. A single misstep, and you may lose everything. Will you still insist on leaving?"
Hongjun inquired, "And what about your clansmen? Without your protection, survival in the Prehistoric World will not be easy for them."
"We are ready."
The patriarch of the Dragon Clan spoke in a deep voice. "The five major races have already arranged secluded living spaces. Once we leave, we will withdraw from the struggle for dominance in the Prehistoric World and seek peace."
To be honest, even if the five major races wished to continue fighting for supremacy, it was impossible.
This calamity had exhausted their fortunes and caused heavy casualties. More than ninety-nine percent of their elites had died.
It would take countless epochs for them to recover their vitality.
If they lacked the strength they once had, even facing the wild beasts of the Prehistoric World would be difficult. Perhaps ten beast hordes could wipe them all out.
Among those wild beasts, there were terrifying beings comparable to Saints after attaining enlightenment.
"Alright, I understand. But once you leave, returning will be extremely difficult."
Hongjun spoke solemnly.
"We know," the patriarchs of the five major races responded in unison. They had already made up their minds.
In fact, they were aware of a great secret, which had influenced their decision. After the emergence of nine Saints in the Prehistoric World, external lives would be able to enter and compete for dominance.
This period marked the Prehistoric World's protection phase.
Now that five native Saints had emerged, the protection period would soon end. Once it expired, countless Chaos Demon Gods from outside would invade the Great Desolation, and it was clear that the five major races could not withstand such an onslaught.
To survive, the only option was to leave and find ways to strengthen their clans for the coming battles in the future.
"Okay, let us go then."
Hongjun nodded solemnly, waving his hand. He immediately placed the patriarchs of the five major races, along with the Elders who wished to leave, into his Magic Treasures of space.
Then, he released the limitations of his strength.
Clatter~~
In an instant, the laws of heaven and earth in the Prehistoric World repelled Hongjun and Immortal Yangmei, and they vanished from the world in an instant.
Meanwhile, deep in the Nether Blood Sea...
A trace of Devil Qi once again gathered, turning into the figure of Luo Hou. However, at this moment, he was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, on the brink of dying.
"Damn Hongjun, damn Immortal Yangmei, you two will regret this. This enmity is irreconcilable, and I, Luohu, will have my revenge in the future." Luo Hou's voice was filled with murderous intent.
He was full of fear. Fortunately, he had exchanged an immortal soul-dividing method from the Chaos Library and left a soul seed in the Nether Blood Sea.
Thus, even if his main body was slain, he could be resurrected.
When he was besieged by Hongjun and Immortal Yangmei and nearly died, he escaped and was reborn in the Nether Blood Sea. However, his injuries were severe, and it would take a long time to recover.