The Dao Ancestor's Scheme, a Treasure of Fortune

Upon hearing what the Dao Ancestor said, Jieyin and Zhun Ti were overjoyed, for they had long been accumulating merit.

All this running around, isn't it all for this little bit of merit?

"Please give us your instructions, teacher!" Jieyin Zhun Ti said in unison.

Hongjun nodded slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, before speaking in a deep voice, "Mount Buzhou..."

His words were quite cryptic, yet the Daoist voice resonated directly in the minds of the Two Western Sages.

They listened attentively, not daring to slack off, like model students attentively listening to a teacher's lecture.

A short while later, a look of shock flashed in the eyes of Jieyin Zhun Ti. The Dao Ancestor's words were extremely cryptic, but they understood them completely.

This startled them; they were so shocked that they couldn't accept it for a while.

"Do you understand?" Hongjun straightened his expression, his Dao voice ancient and magnificent, like the sound of heaven and earth, instantly smoothing out the chaotic thoughts in the minds of the two saints.

"Disciples understand!" Jieyin and Zhun Ti dared not be negligent and immediately nodded, answering in unison.

"Go," Hongjun waved his hand and said calmly, his gaze still deep and unfathomable.

"Yes!"

Immediately, Jieyin and Zhunti Zhun Ti their leave, departing with their mission.

Hongjun watched them go until their figures disappeared from sight, then slowly withdrew his deep gaze.

"The affairs of the Witch Clan will be temporarily entrusted to Jieyin and Zhun Ti; consider it a form of training for them..."

"Right now, I need to make some arrangements regarding the affairs of the Human Race..."

Hongjun thought to himself, "They've already bullied me to this extent, they're really pushing their luck. I can't just ignore it. I have to retaliate at the right time."

The Witch Clan may be involved with the Pangu Will, so for now, we'll leave it to Jieyin Zhun Ti to handle.

The identities of the Three Pure Ones are too sensitive, after all, they are the transformation of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, and Nuwa's nature is neutral, making her unreliable in handling affairs.

As for Jieyin Zhun Ti and bold, making them the most suitable candidates. Hongjun believes they can handle the job well.

As for the Human Race, he made the arrangements himself.

Thinking of this, Hongjun's eyes flashed, the rules surged, and the Heavenly Dao Flower floated and sank endlessly.

"Ling Xiao's actions are tantamount to seeking to alter the fate of Human Race and change the course of the world."

"Using the children around him to control the Human Race..."

"The idea is good, but unfortunately, it's missing one crucial element..."

Hongjun smiled slightly, his expression unfathomable, with a hint of mockery.

Then, he raised his hand and made a gesture. A strange light flashed, and a four-inch square seal slowly appeared in his palm. Nine golden dragons were intertwined on the top, and the seal contained purple energy, making it extremely majestic.

"Kongtong Seal..."

"This is the true treasure of Human Race; no one but it can suppress and control Human Race."

Hongjun looked at the Kongtong Seal in his palm and spoke in a low voice.

Ling Xiao wanted Ziwei Attendant to use the Qilin Seal to suppress the Human Race's fortune and make it the fundamental treasure of the Human Race's fortune.

This is something we can barely try, but unfortunately, the true treasure of Human Race is in his hands.

Once the Kongtong Seal appears, the Qilin Seal will have to take a backseat. In a sense, the power of the Qilin Seal is no less than that of the Kongtong Seal, after all, it is the treasure of the Qilin Clan. However, it is completely incomparable to the Human Race.

The Human Race is not the Qilin Clan.

Hongjun's eyes were ever-changing, piercing through the Purple Heaven Palace, which encompassed billions of Human Race, as he searched for that familiar figure.

A short while later, his gaze settled on a Human Race, where a young Human Race man was diligently cultivating. Although he was dressed simply, his innate talent and extraordinary handsomeness were undeniable, and his demeanor was otherworldly.

"Go!"

Hongjun's gaze lingered on him for a moment, then he gently tossed the Kongtong Seal down.

Instantly, the Kongtong Seal transformed into a stream of light, flew out of the Purple Heaven Palace, traversed endless time and space, and silently landed on the man's brow.

For a moment, the man's face froze, and his eyes showed a look of horror. After a short while, he calmed down and a smile appeared on his lips.

In the Primordial World, the war between the three races gradually subsided, and the demon race was severely weakened after being repeatedly ravaged by the Human Race and Witch Clan.

Kunpeng was relentlessly pursued by Dijiang and, having no other choice, fled into the North Sea, where it entered the Eye of the North Sea.

As an outsider, Dijiang was unfamiliar with the place and the people, and he was not familiar with the Eye of the North Sea. With concerns in his heart, he did not pursue it further, and finally returned to the Witch Clan with a Kunpeng wing.

Soon after, smoke rose from the Witch Clan Ancestral Land, wafting the aroma of meat that made the creatures in the vicinity drool.

The powerful beings thus suspected that Kunpeng might have already left, and if that were true, then the demon race would be doomed.

Regardless, Kunpeng still possesses considerable strength. If it weren't for Dijiang's physical ascension to sainthood, the demon race would still have the advantage. Apart from Kunpeng, no other demon race member could hold their own.

This battle also allowed many to see that a new race was rising, incredibly powerful and astonishing from the moment it was born. Although it was still far behind the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, its potential was limitless and its future held many possibilities.

East Sea, Dragon Palace.

The vigorous Old Dragon and Ao Zhan, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, were discussing this matter. The rise of the Human Race filled them with both admiration and envy.

"It's unbelievable that a race that has only been developing for ten thousand years could suddenly appear and defeat the demon race. It's terrifying."

Ao Zhan said with an amazed look, his tone filled with undisguised envy, unlike their Dragon Clan, which was already languishing and terminally ill, no longer possessing the domineering spirit it once had.

When the Ancestral Witch came to their door, their first thought was compromise rather than struggle.

In fact, their foundation is not weak; they have simply lost their spirit and drive.

This may have something to do with the clan elders.

He's far too cautious.

Ao Zhan glanced at Zhulong beside him, thinking to himself that he would never dare to say such a thing.

"Defeating the demon race was a bit of an overstatement. If it weren't for the intervention of the Witch Clan, the Human Race would have undoubtedly been defeated. They emerged too late, and their foundation is no match for that of the demon race. They still need time to grow."

"However, having reached this point after ten thousand years, regardless of the reasons, the Human Race has a bright future ahead."

Old Dragon chuckled as he spoke, his aged face bearing a pair of bright, shining eyes that radiated vitality.

He knew perfectly well that the eighty-one Daluo Golden Immortal of the Human Race had unknown origins, and even the most powerful beings couldn't achieve this in ten thousand years.

But sometimes luck and good fortune are also part of one's strength.

"If that's the case, then wouldn't the Human Race be the future protagonists of the world?" Ao Zhan asked with a look of surprise, his envy growing even stronger.

When will their Dragon Clan rise again?!

"I'm just guessing. Whether it will work depends on getting past the Witch Clan and the demon clan first."

Old Dragon's eyes lit up, then he chuckled, suddenly seemed to remember something, and slowly began to speak.

"I recall something Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao once said."

He said, "The future belongs to the descendants of the dragon!"

"Could it be that this 'descendant of the dragon' refers to the Human Race?"