The living beings of the Primordial Continent grew even more terrified. One after another, they knelt between heaven and earth, praying to the heavens.
Their cries of anguish, as if weeping and pleading, moved heaven and earth, making every kindhearted person tremble in dread.
Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, and the other Great Divine Ability cultivators bid farewell to Hongjun and flew one after another to the Primordial Continent, doing everything in their power to guide the Primordial beings away.
Yet the sheer number of living beings on the Primordial Continent was unimaginable, and there was also the boundless threat of slaughter. Even these Great Divine Ability cultivators did not dare claim they could emerge unscathed, much less protect the Primordial beings they were guiding.
Laozi held the Flat Staff, while a Taiji Diagram enveloped a million beings as it slowly flew toward the horizon. Yuanshi stood guard at his side with the Pangu Banner in hand. They did not dare let down their guard. Randeng's ambush last time had been an enormous danger; had his Spirit Coffin's defenses not rivaled an Innate Supreme Treasure, he might well have perished then and there.
Zhen Yuanzi's Universe in a Sleeve and Nuwa's Jiangshan Sheji Tu were blessings for countless Primordial beings. Some Primordial beings with deeper cultivation also followed the Great Divine Ability cultivators, inching their way toward the new world.
In the Netherworld Land, Luo Hou watched as Primordial beings were continuously relocated, and rage surged in his heart. He repeatedly sent men to ambush and kill them.
The Nine-Headed Savage Lion, Great Desolate Skeleton, and Heavenly Ghost constantly intercepted and slaughtered the Primordial beings floating through the skies. Blood clouds shrouded the heavens, blood rain flooded the earth—what a miserable journey of migration.
Lu Tian, True Man Ji Yin, and