Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

"To break through the stubborn rock, one must be enlightened. So that's how it is. So this inner demon is actually my predetermined destiny."

In that instant, Qi Tian finally understood that he had faced the same test on another line of fate, a test of his inner demons.

"Wukong, Wukong, what a good name, but how can it compare to my current name, Qitian, Qitian, which means Qitian is the heaven of myself."

A domineering aura suddenly rose in Qi Tian's eyes. He had broken free from fate and realized his true self. He had always been just Qi Tian, ​​not the so-called Wukong.

Fate is still influencing me with its destiny lines; it seems they've truly exhausted all means.

"This journey to the West is no longer an obstacle for me. Fate, let me see what your final trial will be?"

Qi Tian strode forward with unparalleled will, as if he had already grasped the Great Dao in his hands, as if there were no more obstacles between heaven and earth.

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In a pitch-black space, countless threads of destiny intertwined, and the profound mysteries of the Great Dao evolved. A Daoist sat atop the heavens, exuding unparalleled pressure.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with deep confusion.

"Why is it that the fate lines of those who have attained enlightenment have stagnated, and we can't even sense where their destiny is or where they are going?"

Fate's expression was very gloomy; he had a bad feeling.

All living beings in this primordial world, as long as they were born in the primordial world or have stayed in the primordial world for a long enough time.

Then one will inevitably be bound by fate; this is a given fact and an inevitable result. No matter who one is, one cannot escape the bondage of fate.

Throughout history, apart from Pangu and a few others, only Ji Yuan has escaped the shackles of fate.

Without a doubt, the stagnation of the destiny line of those who attain enlightenment will certainly be detrimental to them, and very detrimental at that.

Even radical changes, yet fate could not find their way.

"Could it be that?"

Destiny looked up at the Realm of Interpretation in the void, a place he had never explored before. Even the Line of Destiny would be greatly weakened here.

If the enlightened one forcibly binds their own timeline within this process, it is indeed possible to create the illusion of stagnation.

"No, I have to go and see."

Fate quickly made its decision: it was necessary to go inside and see for itself; otherwise, it would be too passive for it.

that moment.

His figure slowly dissipated, gradually merging into the lines of fate, and began to infiltrate the world of acting along the lines of fate of others.

Soon, following the thread of fate, they arrived at the entrance to the world of performing arts.

Fate glanced in the direction of Jianmu, a hint of joy flashing in its eyes; the threads of fate it had left there had not yet been touched.

It seems Ji Yuan hasn't discovered my plan. When it comes to infiltration, I'm the real master.

Then, he slowly merged into the thread of fate and infiltrated the world of acting.

Soon, he discovered a shimmering sphere of light, and upon closer inspection, he saw that a world was evolving within it.

"This is the fate line of Laozi (Taishang Laojun). It seems they have transformed into Taoists and started anew?"

Fate murmured to itself, its deepest concern being Lao Tzu.

Although this person was also transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, he hid himself more deeply than the other two Qing, and unknowingly evolved four Great Daos.

Without even realizing it, he had already become the ruler of the four paths.

"But what do they want to cultivate when they transform their cultivation and start anew?"

Fate was very perplexing, but in the end, an incredible answer came to mind.

"Could it be that they want to prove the existence of the One Self? To prove the Great Luo, which is unbound by the Tao?"

Upon realizing this, fate's expression changed drastically.

Although Dao Mo's strength far exceeded that of ordinary Da Luo, he even stepped onto the line of transcendence.

However, if there are too many Great Luo Immortals, the Dao and Demonic paths will intertwine, and one's plan will completely fail.

The current approach is to disrupt their path to enlightenment within the entertainment industry.

Thinking of this, fate turned towards a certain world and infiltrated it, intending to disrupt Laozi's path to enlightenment.

His figure entered that world, where the light of the world shone brightly, and then slowly formed the shape of a door, seemingly locking that world away.

Ji Yuan's figure slowly appeared in the world of performance. He murmured, "Fate, oh fate, you've been tricked after all. Let's see what secrets you hold."

In the world where Laozi (the Supreme Lord Lao) resides.

This world was chaotic and dark, with three thousand powerful auras emanating from it, exuding an aura capable of crushing the heavens.

Fate slowly opened its eyes, a hint of confusion in them. It seemed as if it had been dreaming, a dream in which Pangu separated heaven and earth and created the primordial world.

In the primordial wilderness, he encountered his lifelong enemy, who disrupted countless of his plans.

Not only could he not beat them, he could not outrun them either. If it weren't for his excellent ability to hide, he might have been killed long ago.

"Could it be that the Dream Demon is playing a trick on me?"

That was the first thing Fate thought of. How could someone like him possibly dream?

Before he could think it through, two auras far surpassing his own suddenly appeared.

A humanoid figure emanating the source of the Dao and another emanating the end of the Dao slowly approached, explored the aura of this world, and then walked toward destiny.

"Fellow Daoist Daoist, this is the Three Thousand Great Daos I have nurtured. Is it still worthy of your attention?" Dao Yuan said with a soft laugh.

"Very good, very good, very good indeed, Fellow Daoist Daoyuan, you are indeed a great talent." Dao Mo Honghuang laughed, and the ripples emanating from his voice caused fluctuations in the chaotic universe.

"Come, fellow Daoist, let's take a look at this Great Dao Demon God."

As Daoyuan spoke, he brought Daomo to the edge of fate.

"Fate, unleash your power and show it to fellow Daoist and Demon."

"Yes, Ancestral God."

"Fate said respectfully."

Then, countless chaotic threads rose up, intertwining to connect each chaotic demon god and enveloping the entire chaotic universe.

In the blink of an eye, as the outcome of fate was determined, the chaotic universe began to change, seemingly about to create a new world.

"Alright, let's stop," Dao Yuan said slowly.

Fate swiftly stopped maneuvering the threads of destiny.

The predetermined outcome has changed, and the chaotic universe has returned to its original state.

At the same time, Dao Mo revealed an incredulous expression. He said, "Fellow Daoist Dao Yuan, this method is truly profound. It selects one person to create the world and another to create the chaotic universe. The predetermined result written by fate maximizes the success rate of creating the world."

"As expected of you, Fellow Daoist Daoyuan. Beyond that vast chaos, I have seen many universes, but none have possessed such exquisite and unparalleled skills as you." Dao Mo's praise made Daoyuan quite happy, after all, it was a very gratifying thing for his method to be recognized.

Daoyuan slowly said, "I dare say that with your help, the creation of heaven and earth will surely succeed, and we will definitely achieve the position of transcendence and open the door to transcendence in the dark."

Dao Mo's eyes flickered, and he slowly said, "I think so too. Let us work together to achieve that transcendent state."

"it is good!"

After they finished speaking, they went in another direction, to the place where Pangu slept.

Subsequently, fate returned to its rightful place, continuing to deepen its control over its own destiny.

Just as he was working hard, a wisp of black mist suddenly floated over. It did not attract the attention of any Great Dao or the Source of Dao, and it simply landed in front of him.

As the black mist dissipated, the figure of the Demonic Dao appeared in Destiny's mind. He slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Destiny, is there anything on your mind that you wish to achieve transcendence?"

Destiny's expression turned somewhat solemn, and his first thought was to call upon Dao Yuan.

Unexpectedly, the demon swiftly uttered, "Fate, if you don't want to be reduced to ashes, I advise you to listen to what I have to say."

"What do you mean?" Fate frowned, looking at Dao Mo.

Death—what an unfamiliar word! The Chaos Demon God doesn't even know the word "death."

The so-called Death God only destroys other people's consciousness.

How dare a mere being from beyond the Chaos make such a boast?

When faced with the questioning of fate, Dao Mo merely glanced at him disdainfully and slowly said, "Have you ever considered this? You have merged all your destiny threads into the chaotic universe. If, after the creation of the world, the creator achieves transcendence, what will become of you?"

Fate frowned slightly and said slowly, "Naturally, we will all be liberated together."

"Heh." Dao Mo chuckled contemptuously. "But have you grasped that sliver of opportunity yet? Have you even seen the threshold of transcendence? Has Dao Yuan ever explained to you what that sliver of opportunity is like? Do you really think you can survive after the creation of the world?"

The four questions that came one after another made fate ponder deeply.

But he couldn't so easily trust the Dao and the Demon. This was a choice between being inside and outside the chaos, and he should definitely choose the inside first.

However, the problems that Dao Mo mentioned also seem to make sense.

Even if one creates the world and breaks through the shackles, can one truly transcend the limitations of their own understanding? I haven't even crossed that threshold yet; the ancestral god hasn't even shown me.

Seeing the doubt in Fate's eyes, Dao Mo smiled knowingly and pressed his advantage, saying, "Think about it yourself. Observe carefully again, and you'll understand whether what I said is true or false."

After saying this, the black mist disappeared, leaving only Fate, alone in contemplation.

However, what he didn't notice was that the black aura hadn't completely disappeared; instead, it had transformed into countless undetectable particles, slowly merging into the main vein of destiny.

In the days that followed, fate did only three things.

To deepen one's understanding of the Great Dao, to infinitely extend one's own destiny, and to try to explore the true source of the Dao.

In the chaos, there are no years.

Before we knew it, countless years had passed.

On this day, he discussed the Dao with Pangu and only lamented the vast difference between the demon gods.

The most unremarkable Dao could actually be refined into the general outline of all Daos, and could even surpass later generations, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Ancestral God.

Before he could even ask Pangu what transcendence truly meant.

Daoyuan appeared at the scene and took Pangu away.

An imperceptible black aura flickered in Destiny's eyes, and his suspicions deepened. He increasingly felt that what Dao Mo had said was true.

Not long after, the Demon Lord came looking for him again.

"Fellow Daoist Destiny, is fate now predetermined? Or have you already understood it?"

Fate's gaze was somewhat unfriendly as it slowly spoke, "I'm not sure if what you said is entirely correct, but I already have some guesses about it."

Dao Mo grinned, revealing a slightly terrifying smile: "You'll find out soon enough. When those two return, you'll know whether what I said is true or not."

After saying that, he drifted away and disappeared, his whereabouts unknown.

Soon after, Daoyuan and Pangu returned.

Dao Yuan said calmly, "Destiny, accelerate the arrangement of the destiny lines, prepare for the creation of heaven and earth."

After saying that, he drifted away without saying anything more.

Pangu glanced at Destiny and sighed softly: "Destiny, I will now tell you what the Gate to Transcendence is. You must figure it out for yourself. Also, please slow down the arrangement of the Destiny Lines."

"I'll tell you the specifics after I think of a way."

Fate's heart churned with fury, but his face remained impassive as he slowly said, "Good!"

After a long while, Fate listened to the talk about transcendence in a daze, and could only say that he gained nothing.

Pangu said, "You need to deepen your understanding of destiny. I will tell you about transcendence next time."

After saying that, he returned to his seat, lost in thought, and searched for another way.

After Pangu left, Destiny completely believed what Dao Mo had said.

Combining Dao Yuan's indifference with Pan Gu's reminder, he was almost certain that after the creation of the world, he would not be able to break free of the shackles and would instead disappear completely.

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me."

Deep within the great path of destiny, there seemed to be an imperceptible black aura swirling around, which even he himself did not perceive.

After this incident, fate began to exert its influence, spreading the threads of fate further, wider, and more intricate, even subtly clinging to the Chaos Gods and slowly infiltrating their Great Dao, though it did not attempt to invade Pangu.

In the chaos, years are lost to time, and before you know it, countless years have passed.

The source of the Dao, the demon of the Dao, Pangu, and destiny converge in one place.

"Fate, you're ready, aren't you?" Dao Yuan said calmly, with an inexplicable indifference.

Destiny's mind flickered slightly, and he slowly said, "It's ready."

"Pangu, what about you?" Daoyuan continued to ask.

"I'm all ready too." Pangu spoke with an air of domineering self-importance.

"Good!" Dao Yuan praised, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"And what about Fellow Daoist Daoist?" Dao Yuan asked again.
Dao Mo laughed heartily, filled with immense confidence: "Of course I'm fine, you can rest assured. Hasn't Dao Yuan trusted me enough all these years?"

Dao Yuan waved his hand, his tone softening: "Of course I have complete faith in you, fellow Daoist, but this matter of creating the world cannot be taken lightly."

"Now that everything is ready, let's begin."

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(End of this chapter)