The Qilin Clan ran rampant for a thousand years.
Then they fell completely silent.
They had already acquired enough resources.
Next came their breakthroughs.
If those breakthroughs yielded good enough results,
the Qilin Clan would obediently remain in their ancestral grounds.
Or perhaps, once they had more resources in the future,
they would offer gifts and apologies to the powerful cultivators they had robbed who had since broken through.
After all, surviving in the Primordial World
was not about fighting and killing.
It was about relationships and worldly wisdom.
Of course, there was no need to pay any heed to the weak.
In the Primordial World, the strong devoured the weak.
Even if someone robbed you, you could only blame your own inferior abilities.
You could not blame anyone else.
Weakness was the original sin.
This law of the dark forest
was becoming ever more apparent in the Primordial World.
Those with powerful backing fared well enough.
The younger generations of the Three Clans, for instance.
Even if they were weak, when they traveled through the Primordial World,
few dared provoke them.
But Primordial World Creatures without any family backing
had to tread carefully as they traveled across the Primordial Lands.
One moment of carelessness could see them ambushed, killed, and robbed.
This was the true Primordial World.
Nuwa had been exceptionally fortunate.
Not long after she first gained consciousness,
she met Tongtian and became his disciple.
Moreover, her talent was outstanding.
In a short time, she had already broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm.
Even in the Primordial World,
she could no longer be considered weak.
Even without the protection of the Dragonfolk and the Phoenix Clan,
ordinarily, no one would be foolish enough to provoke a Quasi-Saint.
Of course,
the Qilin Clan might be another matter.
And even