Primordial World: At the Start, I Made Nuwa Cry-Turns Out I Was a Mythological Grand Unity

Even more outrageous was that the Human Race's cultivation speed was visibly soaring. In the time it took them to blink, the Human Race had broken through two realms!

This was simply fucking unbelievable!

Could there be some hidden mystery in these strange movements?

Could the Human Race be practicing some kind of cultivation technique?

With that thought, the Patriarchs of the Three Clans couldn't help but feel their hearts jolt.

Then they exchanged glances and, with rare tacit understanding, nodded. Together, they attacked the Human Race.

This Human Race was far too terrifying!

They had no idea where these Postnatal Spirit Race members had learned such a mysterious cultivation technique. In such a short time, it could make their destiny surge and their strength soar.

It could even let these Postnatal Spirit Race members withstand attacks from the three clan patriarchs, all Saints!

If these Postnatal Spirit Race members were allowed to continue developing, they would certainly become the greatest threat to the three clans before long!

The Patriarchs of the Three Clans were all terrified and uneasy, an ominous premonition welling up inside them.

Thus, through exchanging glances, they reached an agreement.

They decided to join forces to destroy the Human Race first and eliminate this potential threat, then compete fairly for the position of ruler of the Primordial World.

Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and First Kirin understood one another perfectly. They led their clansmen in surrounding the Human Race completely, then unleashed their ultimate techniques one after another.

"Dragon Tail Sweep!"

"Undying Flame!"

"Kirin Palm!"

The three clans attacked in unison. Terrifying power instantly swept toward the Human Race, while a powerful pressure descended directly from above their heads, pressing down on them like the Archaic Divine Mountain.

In an instant, heaven and earth changed drastically, and the