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

“This disciple is a seventy-eighth-generation descendant of Zulong. I pay my respects to Master!” “This disciple is a ninety-sixth-generation descendant of Yuanfeng. I pay my respects to Master!” “This disciple is a ninety-ninth-generation descendant of Shiqilin...” After transmigrating into the Primordial World, during the early days of the Witch-Demon Tribulation, Ye Zifeng awakens a god-tier System and begins a frantic journey of taking on disciples! A thousand years later, the Witch-Demon War breaks out, and humanity is reduced to cannon fodder! Suddenly, dragons and phoenixes dance across the Primordial World, qilin thunder across the land, and countless immortals are stunned as even the Saints are left speechless! Di Jun and Taiyi: “Whose mounts are those?! Why are they stealing the limelight from our Demon Clan?!” Tongtian: “Weren't the Ancient Three Clans long since fallen into decline? Why are they about to catch up with us Saints?” Nuwa: “With such an extraordinary sign from the Heavenly Dao, the Witch-Demon Tribulation will probably have to be put on hold for a while!” Hongjun: “Where did these Ancient Three Clans come from? How could I, the exalted Heavenly Dao Venerable, know nothing about them?!” Ye Zifeng: “This is bad! My disciples are too strong. After living in seclusion in the Hall of Unity for ten thousand years, my identity is finally about to be exposed!”