Honghuang: My Disciples Are Too Strong, and I Can’t Keep Laying Low

“I am a seventy-eighth-generation descendant of the Dragon Ancestor. I pay my respects to Master!”

“I am a ninety-sixth-generation descendant of Yuanfeng. I pay my respects to Master!”

“I am a ninety-ninth-generation descendant of the First Kirin...”

He transmigrates to Honghuang in the early days of the Witch-Demon Tribulation.

Ye Zifeng awakens a god-tier System and embarks on a wild disciple-recruiting spree!

A thousand years later, the war between the witches and demons begins, and humanity becomes cannon fodder!

Suddenly, dragons and phoenixes dance across the Primordial World, qilin charge through the heavens, and countless immortals are stunned. Even the sages are dumbfounded!

Di Jun and Taiyi: “Whose mounts are those?! Why are they stealing the spotlight from our demon race?!”

Tongtian: “Didn’t the Ancient Three Clans fall into decline long ago? How are they about to catch up with us sages?”

Nuwa: “With such an omen from the Heavenly Dao, the Witch-Demon Tribulation is probably going to be put on hold for a while!”

Hongjun: “Where did these Ancient Three Clans come from? How could I, the exalted Heavenly Dao Sage, not know about them?!”

Ye Zifeng: “This is bad! My disciples are too powerful. After living in seclusion in the Hall of Oneness for ten thousand years, my cover is finally about to be blown!”