Before, the prehistoric world was just the Ruins Realm, with a level of origin and perfection, but it had long since fallen.

Now, the souls of millions of mythical beasts have returned, and the origins of countless mythical beasts have been replenished, allowing the power that was previously missing to return.

In this way, the prehistoric world is transforming towards the plane level without realizing it.

Directly reshape the plane?

Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.

No one else can feel this level of power.

If he hadn't set foot on the plane of heaven and his soul and origin were both stable, he wouldn't be able to sense it.

Is the Primordial Ruins Realm going to take advantage of the calamity moment to return to the plane in one fell swoop?

Everyone is scheming.

Some people are promoting calamity measurement, while others are quietly avoiding calamity calamity.

Even in the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, they all inadvertently had plans to reshape their planes.

Sure enough, the real game is between general trends.

Han Muye could feel that he played an important role in this and was also treated as a pawn.

There are seven treasures, each of which is related.

Master Jiuxuan Peak, has he already made a plan?

"boom--"

Between heaven and earth, rays of divine light shone through, and it seemed that countless divine beasts and demonic beasts sensed the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

At this moment, this world is no longer concealed.

He does not hesitate to bless all kinds of original powers on living beings.

But there are also many creatures who not only lack the blessing of the original source, but are instead imprisoned and suppressed by heaven and earth.

These are the creatures who betrayed this world!

Han Muye could feel the thoughts of the ancient world.

He looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

Cooperate with the primitive world and confront those betrayers.

Is there a problem?

Those who betrayed him were also his enemies.

"Have you felt the heart of the ancient world?" Kunpeng on the side turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded.

"Okay, I'll give you humans a hundred years. A hundred years from now, this war that will affect the future of history will require your participation."

After Kunpeng finished speaking, he let out a long roar, transformed into a bird that covered the sky and sun, and flew up into the sky.

From the cracks in the sky, countless birds rushed out.

"boom--"

In the distance, between heaven and earth, thunder fell one after another.

Dapeng spread its wings and grabbed a superior divine beast with its claws. With just a slight lift, it flew up into the sky with it.

The sky is full of flying birds and beasts, as well as the endless soul power that has just dissipated, causing the surrounding world to still tremble.

At this time, all the people on Wuliang Mountain had completely different feelings as their expressions changed.

It turns out that the mythical beast is not as powerful as imagined.

It turns out that mythical beasts can also be driven.

The mythical beast was just turned into pieces of blood stone in one punch of Han Muye.

"Everyone, after today, our Liaoyuan tribe will promote the unification of the human tribes in the wasteland."

Han Muye looked around and saw endless energy and blood surging through his body.

The phantom of the dragon and crocodile soaring into the sky shook, followed by streaks of thunder.

No one can look up, not even those mythical beasts.

This is the power of the overlord level!

"If you are willing to be allies with our Liaoyuan tribe, you can carve the mark of your tribe on the rocks of Wuliang Mountain."

"If you don't want to," Han Muye said with a suppressed evil spirit coming from his body, "my army from the Liaoyuan Tribe will crush you!"

At this moment, Han Muye no longer concealed the fact that he came to Honghuang to change Honghuang.

Now that he has the opportunity to help the prehistoric human race rise, he will not give up halfway.

No matter who is blocking him, that is the enemy!

"boom--"

As if the oath was united with the power of heaven and earth, at this time, the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, leaving only the high sky.

Han Muye flew up and turned around.

As for the battle between the Divine Pattern Master and the Priest, it has no great significance.

After today, the prehistoric human race will either be unified or perish.

"Liaoyuan——"

"Must win——"

Following Han Muye's turn, the divine pattern masters and priests of the Liaoyuan tribe looked up to the sky and roared wildly.

Like Zhu Rong, they had long wanted to conquer the wasteland by force.

Now, Han Muye finally said these words.

Watching the Liaoyuan tribe's army leave, the upper and lower Wuliang Mountains slowly fell into silence.

The top experts from each tribe looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

Now is the time to decide the future of the race.

Continue to be enemies with the Liaoyuan tribe, or become their allies.

"Haha, do you still have to choose? Those mythical beasts have already retreated." An old man with a white beard laughed loudly, walked to the stone wall in front, raised his hand and carved a horizontal pattern.

The mythical beasts that wanted to surround and kill everyone have all retreated. These mythical beasts that even the humans present are preparing to kill do not dare to compete with the Liaoyuan tribe. What else do these tribes fight for?

One by one, the Divine Pattern priests carved their own clan marks on the stones.

The entire Wuliang Mountain shook slightly. It seemed that after the blessing of these marks, the mountain peak had a special meaning.

One month later.

Led by Zhu Rong, the 300,000 warriors of the Liaoyuan Tribe began to sweep across all directions.

Of all the human tribes in the wilderness, none dared to resist.

The power of the Liaoyuan tribe and the tyranny of the war cavalry directly surrounded and killed those mythical beasts in the wasteland.

This is a powerful army that can compete with mythical beasts. Which ethnic group dares to resist?

Of course, there are also a few large ethnic groups with more than one million people who want to take advantage of it and gain more benefits.

As a result, the ethnic group was directly attacked by the army.

This sweeping force flattened the entire wasteland in just three years.

Thirty million ethnic groups were gathered together, and a tens of millions of warriors were formed.

The front line of the army points to Mount Bu Tai.

Butai Mountain, which is millions of miles in circumference, blocks the connection between the wilderness and the hinterland of the ancient times.

When Zhu Rong led an army of tens of millions to reach the foot of Mount Butai, the entire tribe of mythical beasts in Mount Butai had gathered.

At least 100,000 mythical beasts occupy strategic positions.

The most important thing is that many of these mythical beasts rely on their original power and are simply invincible.

The human tribes on Mount Butai were driven down the mountain one by one.

As if unwilling to break up with the human race directly, the divine beasts did not directly kill these human races.

More than 30 million human beings on Mount Butai live in the wasteland.

"Master Han can either attack hard or be blocked in the wasteland."

In the military tent, Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye.

The other leading generals also turned their heads and looked over.

At the beginning, they did not directly collide with Butai Mountain because they needed to unify the wasteland. Now, Butai Mountain has become an obstacle to the human race in the wasteland.
To be continued...