"The Human Race is destined by Heaven to be the master of the Primordial Continent. Now that you are the Human Holy Father, pay more attention to the Human Race in the future. Their Merit still lies with the Human Race." Qing Xuan looked at Kong Xuan as he spoke.
Kong Xuan had not expected his master to hold the Human Race in such high regard. After hesitating for a moment, he said:
"Right now, the Primordial Wilderness is ruled by the Witch and Monster Races. It will not be easy for the Human Race to surpass them."
"Heh, rest assured. The fortunes of those two races are waning. Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are nothing more than chess pieces. Those who do not become Sages are ultimately ants." Qing Xuan sneered as he explained the current situation to Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan was startled. Hearing his master say this, he resolved to cultivate even harder and strive to sever his five corpses as soon as possible.
A few days later, spiritual qi surged across heaven and earth as Yun Xiao officially broke through to the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal.
Afterward, Qing Xuan took the group to Wuzhuang Temple in the west to visit an old friend.
Along the way, whenever Qing Xuan thought of the envious looks Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun would give him, he could not help but feel delighted. Even the coffin flew a little faster.
"Master, we do not have to ride clouds, but we could at least ride some other Spiritual Treasure. Why are we riding a coffin?" Bi Xiao looked down at the pitch-black coffin beneath her feet with distaste and complained.
Qing Xuan looked helplessly at Bi Xiao, then at Zhao Gongming, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao,