Showing Movies to Primordial Great Powers, Qingyuan Was Abducted: Does Everyone Think They Can Push Me Around?

"A Four Fierce Chaos comparable to a Two-Corpse Severing Quasi-Saint!"

Even Qingyuan was slightly shaken.

He stared at that Chaos, a gleam flickering in his eyes.

His Ten Demon God Incarnations had suffered severe damage and collapsed. They happened to need some immensely vicious creatures to nourish their origins.

If this Chaos regularly bled and was then raised again, it could be recycled many times over...

"As expected of the Ancestral Witches, whose physical bodies are the strongest in the Primordial Wilderness. If it were an ordinary person, even a Three-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saint would likely struggle to capture one of the Four Fierce alive!"

Qingyuan revealed an admiring expression.

"A mere Chaos can be caught with a flick of the hand."

Zhurong and Gonggong wore proud expressions, heads raised and chests thrust out as they laughed with particular arrogance.

Under that fierce aura, the wronged souls, vengeful ghosts, and all kinds of resentful karmic power around them seemed to burn like flames, frightening even more living beings into retreat.

"Without the Martial Path passed down by the Human Lord, though our physical bodies are strong, we would still have found it difficult to capture fierce beasts alive."

Dijiang revealed an admiring expression and said, "If not for the Martial Path under the Mystic Gate, which refined our control over our own strength to a more meticulous level, we would not have been able to capture these beasts alive either."

"Many thanks to the Dao Ancestor for cultivating such excellent granddisciples!"

"When the Dao Ancestor taught the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests of Zixiao Palace, most of them broke through into the ranks of Quasi-Saints. Naturally, he could cultivate such outstanding talents..."

Listening to the Ancestral Witches' stiff praise,

Qingyuan felt a headache coming on.

Damn it, Hongjun had done nothing, yet