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To Gungun, a Great Immortal, Feng Ling and the fish demon fighting fiercely below were both so weak they could not withstand a single blow. Yet the ferocity of Feng Ling's punches, one from the left and another from the right, instinctively reminded him of a certain Witch: Houtu!
"Tsk, women who can become leaders really are terrifying!" Gungun smacked his lips and sighed.
Then divine light flashed over him, and the entire bear vanished from the cloud and appeared in the Human Race's territory.
It was called the Human Race's territory, but since the humans had only just come into existence and had not even built any houses yet, it was currently nothing more than an open stretch of grassland with extremely weak defenses.
At that moment, many people had spread out. Some went to the woods farther away to cut timber, while others jumped into the Yellow River to hunt Demon Beasts for food alongside Feng Ling. In short, everyone had their own duties.
As the first generation of human ancestors, the humans other than Feng Ling were relatively weak. But there were countless races in the Primordial World, and there would always be weaker beings. Besides, with Feng Ling, their chief at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, leading them, the Human Race could still handle some minor demons and beasts.
Standing on the grass, Gungun swept his gaze over the busy people around him and nodded, thinking, Not bad. Unlike those bears, who don't know how to find their own food after they're born and only know how to cling to me and act cute.
Then Gungun plopped down on his rump, conjured a stalk of bamboo in his paw, and took a vigorous bite. He sat there quietly watching them.