Primordial World: At the Start, I Tormented Nuwa Until She Cried-Turns Out I Was a Mythological Grand Unity

Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats, their nerves stretched to the breaking point.

At this critical moment, Taiqing Laozi stepped in just in time and blocked Nuwa, creating an opportunity for the Three Clans.

"Nuwa, your opponent is me!"

"Don't even think about leaving today before you and I determine who's stronger!"

"Take this!"

Taiqing Laozi swung his Coiled Dragon Flat Crutch once more, sending it hurtling toward Nuwa.

Nuwa was unable to deal with both matters at once and could only defend against Taiqing Laozi's attack, watching helplessly as the Three Clans' army moved farther and farther away from her.

Seeing that Nuwa had been held back by Taiqing Laozi, the Three Clans' army hurriedly seized the opportunity and charged toward the Human Race.

Shouyang Mountain.

The Human Race.

The men of the Human Race farmed while the women wove, and their chickens and dogs lived in harmony. The gray-haired and the young lived happily, presenting a scene of peace and tranquility.

Yet there were people who refused to let the Human Race live in peace. They intended to shatter this tranquil and happy world.

The Three Clans' army descended from the sky in a mass of darkness, suppressing the Human Race as they approached Shouyang Mountain.

All the clansmen seemed excited and exhilarated. They celebrated in the sky, letting out wave after wave of cries.

Dragon roars, phoenix cries, qilin howls... The cries of the Three Clans intertwined. Whether they sounded pleasant was another matter, but they gave everyone an eerie feeling, and a wave of nausea rose in their stomachs.

At first, the people thought auspicious beasts had descended. But when they saw the bloodthirsty red light in their eyes and their intense killing intent, they changed their minds.

How could these be auspicious