Guanjiang Mouth!

Niu Ben smiled helplessly and did not argue.

Protecting one's own was an excellent tradition of their Ox Clan.

"Yang Jian has a strand of my divine sense protecting him. His life won't be in danger."

"What matters more now is the Human Race."

Niu Ben's expression turned solemn as he traced a circle on the tabletop with his finger.

"Huang Tian has announced to the Primordial Wilderness that, after a hundred years, he will establish the Human Path on the East Sea Shore."

"This strikes at the very foundation of the Heavenly Dao, and at the interests of the All Heavens Saints as well."

"These hundred years will certainly not be peaceful in the Primordial Wilderness."

"Those rats hiding in the shadows definitely won't be able to resist jumping out to cause trouble."

Niu Ba snorted coldly, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.

"Whoever dares make trouble can have a taste of our Ox Clan's axes!"

After all, his son was now an existence on the level of the Heavenly Dao, already invincible among Saints. Unless Hongjun personally intervened—but Hongjun seemed to value his son greatly as well, so he probably would not move against him.

Niu Ben rose to his feet, his gaze blazing.

"Father, remain in the sacred land during this time. Keep the clansmen in check, and do not let them go out lightly."

"As for those demons and monsters across the Primordial Wilderness, leave them to me."

"The Human Race establishing its path is a crucial move I have planned for a long time. There can be no mistakes."

As Niu Ben's words fell, the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains seemed to sense his will. Endless spiritual energy surged wildly, as though preparing for the coming storm.

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