Chapter 1: All the birds and beasts retreat, the witches win, the forbidden land of Buzhou, the beasts pledge their loyalty, and the beasts are subdued
"Goodbye, Qilin..."

After saying this, Zulong used his final killing move on his long-time friend, the Kirin Ancestor.

"I'm defeated. Come on, my old friend, send me off for the last time."

"Before I left a gift for you, you will be very surprised, hahahaha..."

Boom boom boom...

Along with a loud laugh that resounded through the sky, the body of the beast clan leader, the Qilin ancestor, was shattered and his soul was destroyed.

The tribe leader fell, countless tribesmen died in battle, and the beast tribe, once the dominant power in the ancient times, came to an end.

In pursuit of the great way, the three tribes have been fighting for many years, and the vast world is filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and bones are scattered all over the ground.

But now, with the decline of the beast clan, the only ones left of the former three hegemons of the ancient world are the flying clan of the Phoenix Ancestor and the scaly clan of the Ancestral Dragon.

Zulong won, but it was also sad.

After many years of friendship, they were no match for the temptation to seek the truth.

Preserving the remaining tribes of the beastmen was his last act of friendship.

When the Birds and Scaled Tribes surrounded the Beasts' territory in the posture of victors and prepared to plunder resources, they were stopped by someone.

That is the witch clan!
The beast tribe is located in an undeveloped area.

If one wants to enter the land of Buzhou, one must first ask the witch clan for their consent.

There is no doubt that Di Qing will never allow anyone to set foot into the Buzhou forbidden area.

But how could the two tribes take the Wu tribe seriously?

This is destined to be another long and fierce battle...

What the Dragon Ancestor and the Phoenix Ancestor had not expected was that the thirteen witch ancestors of the witch clan today were no longer the same witch ancestors who had fought in the sky that year.

With the blessing of Pangu consciousness, no one can defeat them in Buzhou Land.

In the end, the thirteen ancestors of the witch clan worked together to draw out the will of Pangu the Father God and defeated the other two arrogant clans.

Zulong also lowered his proud head.

"In this war between the three tribes, the Beast Tribe was defeated. My Scaled Armor Tribe seemed to have won, but in fact, we were also the loser. The final winner was your Witch Tribe. No wonder Fellow Daoist Qilin said he would give me a gift before he died. It turns out that this gift is you. Okay, okay..."

Zulong laughed in anger, but he could do nothing to Diqing and other ancestor witches. He was also very clear about the special nature of the witch clan. He was even more clear that the witch clan could only show such strength in the land of Buzhou. Finally, he shook his sleeves angrily and said, "You are from the scale armor clan, obey my orders and retreat..."

Zulong finally chose to retreat. He had no intention of entering Buzhou Land to divide up the beasts' resources. He knew that if he really entered Buzhou Land, he would definitely not be a match for the Wu Clan and might be left behind by them. So he simply chose to retreat.

The Ancestral Dragon led the Scaled Clan to retreat. The Phoenix Ancestor was also extremely angry when he saw this scene, but he could only shake his head and said, "The Flying Clan, follow me and leave."

There is nothing I can do. I really have no idea what to do. After years of hard work and bloody battles, countless people have died, but in the end, this is the outcome. It is really ironic.

As Zulong said, this battle seemed to be won by the birds and scales. But the birds and scales suffered countless losses and consumed countless resources. They wanted to rely on the accumulation of the beasts to make up for it. But now they can't enter the land of Buzhou and it's difficult to get the resources of the beasts. This is a huge loss.

On the contrary, the Wu Clan obtained the Qiyun Secret Method and one tenth of the Fortune Jade Butterfly fragment from the Qilin Clan before the battle. They did not suffer any losses during the battle. After the battle, they protected the Beast Clan. If nothing unexpected happens, the Beast Clan will belong to the Wu Clan in the future. The spoils that should have belonged to the Birds and Scaled Armor Clan were divided up by the Wu Clan.

How could this not make the birds and the scaly-armored tribes angry? But no matter how angry they were, they dared not set foot in the land of Buzhou.

Of course, the Flying and Scaled Tribes also gained a lot. First, they eliminated the great enemy of the Beast Tribe, which made them one less opponent on the road. For the Ancestral Dragon and the Phoenix Ancestor, this was incomparable to countless resources.

Compared with the resources of the beast tribe, what the Ancestral Dragon and the Phoenix Patriarch wanted more was for the beast tribe to lose its hegemony. Now that this was achieved, what did it matter if the two suffered a little humiliation?

It was for this reason that Emperor Qing did not introduce the birds and scales to the Buzhou Land before the war began. Otherwise, with the special characteristics of the Buzhou Land, the outcome of the three-tribe war would be hard to predict, and it was also unknown whether the Kirin ancestor would die.

But if the Qilin Patriarch does not die, this war will not end, and the Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix Patriarch will attack the Buzhou Land at all costs. By then, the Buzhou Land will be damaged, and the Wu Clan may also be damaged.

This result was not what Emperor Qing wanted. That was why he moved the battlefield to another place. After seeing the death of the Qilin ancestor and the wailing of the beasts, he stood up to put an end to the war between the three tribes.

The Scale Armor and Flying Birds retreated just like that. Emperor Qing stared at them, not surprised at all, and even felt the countless prying eyes. He sent a message to Honghuang: "From now on, Buzhou Land is the land of the Wu Clan. Without the permission of our Wu Clan, no one is allowed to set foot in Buzhou Land. In the past, Buzhou Land was a forbidden land for all living beings, and in the future, Buzhou Land will also be a forbidden land for all living beings."

Emperor Qing's warning voice, along with countless prying eyes, spread throughout the prehistoric world.

At that moment, countless monks gasped and countless monks remained silent.

“Hiss… The Wu Clan can actually borrow the will of the great god Pangu to help them. This is simply too terrifying.” “The Wu Clan has such a trump card, which means that they are invincible in the Buzhou Land!”

"Yes. That is the great god Pangu. With his will helping us, how can we resist him? I guess even many ancestors would find it difficult to resist him!"

"It seems that if we want to deal with the Wu Clan in the future, we must keep them away from unforeseen places. However, the Thirteen Ancestors of the Wu Clan themselves

They are extremely powerful, and now they have obtained the so-called luck secrets of the three tribes. Even if they are outside of Buzhou, it is difficult to deal with the Wu tribe. What's more, if the Wu tribe can't beat them, can't they just run away? If they escape back to Buzhou, wouldn't that be a disaster?"

"The Wu Clan is indeed the descendant of the great god Pangu. In this battle, the three clans fought fiercely, and in the end, all three clans lost, except for the Wu Clan."

Many cultivators were discussing the issue, lamenting the Wu Clan's powerful trump card and the Wu Clan's strength. They were also lamenting the result of the three-clan war.

Of course, many cultivators are increasingly wary of the Wu Clan, and dare not easily set foot in the land of Buzhou.

At this moment, the Witch Clan, feared by countless cultivators, came to the Qilin Clan's territory.

In the Qilin tribe's territory, Mo Lin, who was originally prepared to die with the two tribes of flying birds and scales, was also slightly stunned when he saw the two tribes of scales and birds retreating. Especially when he saw Di Qing helping the beast tribe this time, his heart was even more complicated.

It could be shock, resentment, or gratitude... resentment towards Di Qing and other ancient witches, who were clearly able to receive the blessing of the Buzhou Land, but why didn't they show it out earlier.

I was shocked that Emperor Qing would have such a trump card in the land of Buzhou. I thank Emperor Qing for saving the beast tribe this time.

With so many emotions intertwined, Mo Lin finally restrained his emotions, and said with deep emotion: "Brother, brother, you are the one who sees the truth and realizes the horror and future of the Wu Clan. I understand, and I know what to do. From now on, I will follow your will and watch the Wu Clan become an existence comparable to the three clans, and watch the Wu Clan become the new overlord of the prehistoric world. Then I will make the plans of the Birds and Scaled Armor Clan all turn into nothingness."

Mo Lin's heart was filled with endless waves, but when he thought of the last words of his eldest brother, Qilin Patriarch, and the many calculations, he found a way out for him and the beast tribe. The resentment in his heart also completely dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Mo Lin was resolute in his heart. He immediately flew forward to meet Emperor Qing and many witch ancestors. Without any hesitation, he bowed and paid homage: "I am Mo Lin from the Beast Clan, and I pay homage to Emperor Qing, the witch ancestor. From now on, my Beast Clan will follow the witch clan."

Even a single word made Emperor Qing confused. Although Emperor Qing had planned to resist the invasion of birds and scales, he also wanted to protect the remaining beast tribes for the time being, and then subdue the beast tribes when the time was right. But Emperor Qing also knew that all the previous things would inevitably make the beast tribes feel resentful.

But now, Mo Lin directly swore to follow. Although after this battle, the decline of the beast tribe became a foregone conclusion, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Although the Beast Clan was in ruins and even the Kirin ancestor had perished, the Beast Clan still had a lot of heritage, which was of great help to the Wu Clan, whose members were few in number.

Especially in the future, if we want to deal with Luo Lian, the beast tribe will be a great help. If the monster tribe rises in the future, the beast tribe can also become a weapon to deal with the monster tribe.

Di Qing was calm in his heart, and after a moment of thought, he said, "Fellow Daoist Mo Lin wants to lead the Beast Tribe to follow our Wu Tribe?"

"Yes! My beast tribe was defeated this time. If it weren't for the help of Emperor Qing Zuwu, there would be no more beast tribe in the prehistoric world. My beast tribe must repay you for saving my life."

"What's more, my Beast Clan has suffered such a fate, and my heart is filled with hatred. I want to make the Bird Clan and the Scaled Clan pay the price. But the Beast Clan is now hard to get revenge. But the Witch Clan is strong, so I see a chance for revenge."

"I beg the Emperor Qing Ancestral Witch to take in my Beast Tribe, and I also beg the Emperor Qing Ancestral Witch to avenge my Beast Tribe in the future."

Mo Lin clenched his fists and knelt down to vent his inner cry.

Di Qing looked at Mo Lin like this and did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the other beasts.

The other strong men and tribesmen of the beast tribe now followed Mo Lin, kneeling one after another and shouting, "We beg the Emperor Qing Zu Wu to take us in, and we also beg the Emperor Qing Zu Wu to avenge our beast tribe in the future."

The cries of the beasts resounded throughout Buzhou and throughout the heavens and earth.

Di Qing thought for a moment, and finally said: "Okay, the hatred and resentment of the beast tribe will be borne by my witch tribe. From now on, the beast tribe will belong to my witch tribe, sitting outside Buzhou and intimidating all living beings."

"We obey your command!" Mo Lin and other beasts shouted without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Di Qing nodded silently and said, "Mo Lin, the beast tribe is now in your hands. Treat the beasts' injuries first, then practice hard and accumulate strength."

"Yes, Emperor Qing Ancestral Witch!" Mo Lin nodded and said seriously.

Emperor Qing then pacified the many beast tribes and waited for them to completely settle down before returning to the core of Buzhou with the other ancestor witches.

After returning to the core of Buzhou and Pangu Temple.

Many great witches came to greet them. Di Qing smiled, chatted with them for a while, and then asked them to leave.

The remaining many ancient witches looked at each other, as if they all wanted to say something.

Di Qing chuckled and said, "Brothers, just say whatever you want to say!"

(End of this chapter)