In a ravine somewhere in Shouyang Mountain.
Chen Tian in Li Ping'an's small courtyard.
The moment the mark of reincarnation merged into the True Spirit, the person was struck as if by lightning and froze on the spot.
The obsession, violence, and desire for conquest that the system had forcibly instilled in their eyes receded like the tide.
Instead, there was a long-lost clarity and... a chilling anger of being fooled.
"What... what was I doing before?"
Chen Tian looked down at his hands, and the scenes that had happened during this period flashed through his mind.
They forced Human Race to submit, used force to oppress people, and even prepared to wage war near the Humanity Dao...
This is nothing like him!
He is indeed a Transmigrator, but he is not a barbarian who only knows how to use force.
Even if he wanted to lead the Witch Clan to rise again, he would never do so in such a domineering and tyrannical way, making enemies everywhere.
Especially after witnessing the eeriness of Li Ping'an's courtyard, and the irresistible power of the Heavenly Dao Houtu displayed during Houtu's reincarnation...
"System... have you been influencing me all along?"
Chen Tian questioned this sternly in his heart.
"Host, don't be misled by Ping Xin! This is all a scheme she conspired with the Heavenly Dao!"
The mission system's voice carried a hint of confusion and anger.
"You mean Houtu would scheme against me, her thirteenth brother?"
Chen Tian was so angry that he laughed instead.
He understood completely at that moment.
From the moment he transmigrated, this so-called "mission system" had been subtly influencing his thinking.
It amplifies his sense of superiority and ambition as Transmigrator.
At the same time, he was instilled with an extreme mindset that "those who are not of our kind must have different hearts" and "might makes right."
This made him increasingly extreme, domineering, and Faith Power, even gradually ignoring the most basic strategic and political wisdom.
This made the Witch Clan an enemy of the entire Prehistoric World...
This isn't helping him at all; it's using him and the entire Witch Clan as pawns.
When the Witch-Demon War arrives, it will be the perfect opportunity for this system to plunder the Primordial Origin of the world.
As a descendant of the Father God, Chen Tian would never allow the system to do such a thing.
"Get out of here!" Chen Tian roared.
The Primordial Spirit power of the Hun Yuan Grand Unity, combined with the purifying Daoist essence of the reincarnation mark implanted by Empress Pingxin, surged towards the depths of his sea of consciousness.
" Chen Tian, you ungrateful wretch! Just wait, I'll make you pay!"
The mission system emitted a sharp sound, but the sound quickly faded away.
Immediately afterwards, the aura of the mission system left his body.
Chen Tian groaned, a trickle of pale golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Forcibly breaking through the system link, even with the help of the reincarnation mark, was a considerable burden on his Primordial Spirit.
But an unprecedented sense of clarity and ease then washed over my entire body.
It was as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, and an invisible shackle had been broken free.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes now completely different from a moment before.
He had lost some of the arrogance and ferocity of Transmigrator and Hun Yuan Grand Unity, and gained more of the depth and calmness that comes with experience.
"Young man, you'll definitely regret it without me, rat tail juice!"
After finishing its mission briefing, the system vanished to find its next host.
Chen Tian's gaze swept over the people in the courtyard.
Finally, the focus fell on Zhou Qing and the resolute Human Race behind him.
"Thirteenth brother, you..." Dijiang noticed the change in Chen Tian's temperament and asked in confusion.
Chen Tian waved his hand, signaling his elder brother to calm down.
He turned to Zhou Qing, and to everyone's astonishment, solemnly cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards the Human Race's Emperor Sui.
" Emperor Sui, just now... Chen Tian was impolite."
"My mind has been corrupted by external demons, and my words and actions have been arrogant and offensive. I hope His Majesty and all the Human Race will forgive me."
These words shocked everyone present.
The Twelve Ancestor Witches stared in disbelief, almost doubting that they had misheard.
Their domineering thirteenth brother, who claimed he would crush all obstacles, is actually apologizing?
Or was it facing the Emperor Sui, whom he had always regarded as a "weak Human Race "?
Zhou Qing was also stunned. His guarded expression remained, but the determination in his eyes turned into deep confusion and vigilance.
Something unusual is bound to happen. What tricks is Chen Tian up to this time?
Only Li Ping'an, standing at the entrance of the courtyard, remained the same kind and honest farmer, watching with a cheerful smile.
It was as if what he was seeing was not a tense confrontation between Great Power from the Prehistoric World, but rather an ordinary quarrel between neighbors.
"What does Chen Tianzu mean by this?" Zhou Qing asked in a deep voice, still gripping the Kongtong Seal and remaining vigilant.
Chen Tian gave a wry smile, knowing that words alone were not enough.
With a thought, he deliberately released a wisp of his own aura, allowing the purifying Daoist essence of the Reincarnation Mark to flow slightly.
At the same time, he deliberately released the trace of system power remaining in his Primordial Spirit.
Although it was blurry, with Zhou Qing's Daoxing as Quasi-Saint, it wasn't hard to see that this thing indeed did not belong to the Prehistoric World.
"Just now, my mind was corrupted by the power of this extraterrestrial demon, which amplified my greed and desire for conquest, making me act almost like a demon."
Chen Tian's voice was sincere.
"Fortunately, a senior figure secretly helped me, setting things right and allowing me to regain my senses."
He didn't mention Empress Pingxin, nor did he mention the mark of reincarnation.
Some things are better left unsaid.
"Such actions are not my intention, nor are they how the Witch Clan treats its allies."
Chen Tian's gaze swept over the Ancestral Witch behind him, who also looked bewildered and fearful, before finally returning to Zhou Qing.
"Our Witch Clan is formed from the Essence Blood of our Father God Pangu. We inherit his legacy and stand on this Prehistoric World land. What we seek is not pointless conquest and destruction."
" The Human Race was created by the Holy Mother Nuwa, possessing the mysteries of creation and boundless potential."
"The two races, the Witch and the Human, coexist on this Prehistoric World land and could have relied on each other, rather than fighting to the death."
Chen Tian's words moved many of the Human Race behind Zhou Qing.
This caused even the Twelve Ancestor Witches to fall into deep thought.
They had also been influenced by Chen Tian's system, and only thought about conquering the Prehistoric World world.
Now that Chen Tian has exposed his plans, upon careful reflection, he also feels that his previous schemes seemed too radical and had made too many enemies.
" His Majesty Emperor Sui, the Shouyang Human Race is unwilling to submit. Our Witch Clan respects your choice."
Chen Tian softened his tone, adopting a consultative manner.
"A war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan is inevitable; it is the will of Heaven, and there is no way to avoid it."
"At that time, no matter which side Human Race aligns with, it will inevitably be drawn into the conflict, resulting in widespread suffering and death."
Zhou Qing frowned; what Chen Tian said was exactly what he was most worried about.
The Buzhou Human Race have gradually assimilated, and the East Sea Human Race, relying on the Dragon Clan for protection, seem to have found a reliance, but in reality, they are also handing over their own fate.
"What insightful opinion does Chen Tianzu have?" Zhou Qing asked in a deep voice, his tone much gentler.
"I dare not presume to offer such insightful opinions."
Chen Tian shook his head.
"All I want to say is that the paths of the Witch Clan and the Human Race are not necessarily limited to 'submission' and 'confrontation'."
"Perhaps we can try a different approach to getting along."
"In what way?" Zhou Qing pressed.
"Cooperate."
Chen Tian uttered two words, his eyes gleaming.
" The Witch Clan rules the land, possessing vast territories, abundant resources, powerful physiques, and sophisticated combat techniques."
"Although Human Race is newly born, it is naturally intelligent, adept at creation, learning, and reproduction, and possesses boundless potential."
"Our Witch Clan can provide Human Race with a relatively safe place to live, some cultivation resources, and even... physical training and the inheritance of combat skills."
"And the Human Race can help the Witch Clan manage their territory, develop their skills, and explore more suitable ways to reproduce and grow stronger."
Chen Tian's suggestion stunned everyone.