Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Before parting, Yang Mei took out a vibrant green willow leaf from his bosom, seemingly formed from the purest spatial laws, and handed it to the Wugu essence blood clone: ​​"This is transformed from a branch of my original body, containing a trace of my original spatial Dao rhythm, which can be used for communication."

"Fellow Daoist, with this leaf in hand, I may be able to transmit simple messages through spatial resonance within the primordial chaos. If I discover clues to other demon god worlds, I will attempt to use this leaf to send messages."

The avatar of Wugu's essence blood took the willow leaf, which was cool to the touch and contained profound spatial runes. He nodded and accepted it, saying, "Very well. I wish you a smooth journey into the Chaos, and that you will soon attain the supreme realm."

"Thank you for your kind words, fellow Daoist. Farewell." Yang Mei bowed solemnly once more, his figure slowly fading into specks of cyan spatial light, dissipating into the air of the Bitter Bamboo Dojo as if he had never existed.

After seeing Yang Mei off, Wu Gu's blood essence clone put away the willow leaf that conveyed the message, and sat cross-legged on the blue stone again. His gaze was directed towards the depths of Buzhou Mountain, as if penetrating through the layers of mountains to see the main body that was in seclusion and integrating the Dao beside the "Source of Mystery".

"The world of the Chaos Demon God, Hunyuan Yangmei, the Sage Hongjun, and more and more Ancestors of the Dao, it's getting more and more interesting." The clone murmured, slowly closed its eyes, and continued to sit on Buzhou Mountain, just like this towering divine mountain, silently but firmly guarding everything.

Deep within the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, in the core forbidden area of ​​the Sun Star Palace, the gates of the palace, cast in crimson gold, slammed shut.

Upon their return, Di Jun and Tai Yi, without even having time to acknowledge the greetings and curiosity of their demon kings, announced their seclusion in an unquestionable tone and immediately activated the most crucial protective array of the Sun Palace.

The blazing fire of the sun intertwined into a net, transforming the entire main hall into an absolute domain that isolated the inside from the outside.

However, this was not enough. Taiyi's expression was solemn. Based on the supreme array knowledge he obtained from the sub-body of the "Chronicles of the Heavenly Emperor", he used his fingers as a pen and his own blood essence mixed with the power of the sun as ink. He began to inscribe strange runes with the meaning of "concealing heavenly secrets" and "deceiving the Great Dao" in the void, on the ground, and even on the dome of the palace.

This is precisely the Heaven-Deceiving Array recorded in the subsection of the "Chronicles of the Heavenly Emperor".

While Di Jun stood guard, he used the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams to deduce the formation and ensure that the nodes were correct.

After several months of work, the two brothers finally completed the "Deceiving Heaven Array" they obtained from the "Chronicles of the Heavenly Emperor".

As the last rune lit up, the entire hall seemed to be enveloped by an invisible membrane that could distort perception and shield the secrets of heaven, completely isolating it from the outside world.

Only now did the two of them truly breathe a sigh of relief, certain that their upcoming conversation could not possibly be observed by the outside world, especially by the high-hanging Primordial Heavenly Dao.

"Taiyi" Dijun looked intently at his younger brother, his voice filled with barely suppressed urgency and curiosity.

"Now you can tell me, what earth-shattering information was contained in the stream of light that Zhu Rong gave you, that made you abandon the Chaos Bell without hesitation?"

Taiyi took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and his face still showed some lingering shock.

Instead of answering directly, he closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the vast, star-like flow of information, beginning to relay it to his brother in a slow, clear, yet powerful manner.

This lecture has been going on for hundreds of years.

From the opening chapters, which lay the foundation for the supreme Dao, including the "Nine Revolutions of Pangu" method of refining the body, spirit, and Dao, to the first three realms of the "Five Realms of Great Luo" method that depict the true path to heaven after the Great Luo realm: opening the Dao, comprehending the Dao, and merging with the Dao.

From how to "open up the Great Dao of the Acquired" and condense the Dao Fruit, to the wonders of refining, tempering, and evolving the "Innate Immortal Weapon Technique".

From the mysteries of the origins of the Chaos Demon God to the detailed content and further changes of the imprints of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Taiyi spoke in great detail, and Dijun listened with rapt attention, as if his divine sense was being struck by bolts of chaotic divine lightning.

At first, Di Jun was shocked, shocked that there was such a systematic, profound, and supreme inheritance in the world that pointed directly to the Primordial Chaos realm and even higher realms.

In comparison, their lineage of the Sun Palace, and even the "immortal path" spoken of by Hongjun, seem so crude and one-sided.

Then came horror: Opening up the Great Dao of the Acquired? Merging one's own Dao with all Daos? The origins of the Chaos Demon God? These concepts completely overturned his understanding of "power."

It turns out that above the Great Luo Golden Immortals, there is such a vast world. It turns out that their self-proclaimed "birth from the Sun Star and noble origins" are probably not worth mentioning in front of the true Chaos Demon God or even the Creator Emperor.

Finally, there was a long silence and numbness. When too much information, beyond the limits of imagination, flooded his mind, the impact was too intense, and Di Jun temporarily lost the ability to react. He was left with only a huge sense of exhaustion after "looking at the sky from the bottom of a well" and a sense of bewilderment from the reconstruction of his cognition.

Centuries later, when Taiyi finished recounting the descriptions in the subsection of the "Chronicles of the Heavenly Emperor," the forbidden hall fell into a deathly silence.

The only sounds were the quiet burning of the Sun God Fire within the great formation and the slightly heavy breathing of the two brothers.

After a long while, Di Jun slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which seemed to carry the trembling of shock.

He looked at Taiyi, his voice hoarse, yet revealing an unprecedented clarity and resolve:

"In the past, my brother and I were truly ignorant and arrogant." He shook his head with a wry smile.

"They thought that by ruling over the 100,000 demon mountains and gathering their fortune, they could plot against the primordial world and even covet the Dao fruit of sainthood."

In retrospect, it was nothing more than children wielding a giant hammer, laughable and presumptuous. Little did we know that the primordial world was so deep, hiding such unimaginable and terrifying beings as the "Creator Emperor."

What I never expected was that my brother and I would turn misfortune into blessing, exchanging the Chaos Bell for this supreme opportunity that could change our destiny and even reshape the primordial order.

Taiyi nodded emphatically, his eyes burning with the same flame as his brother's—an even more intense ambition and thirst for power after recognizing reality.

"What you say is absolutely right, elder brother. With the Heavenly Emperor's Chronicle in hand, our path has been completely transformed. The Chaos Bell is good, but it is merely an external object, while this inheritance is the foundation."

The two brothers looked at each other, needing no further words; their hearts were already in sync. They quickly reached an agreement.

Immediately switch to cultivating "Pangu's Nine Revolutions," cultivating both body and mind, laying an unparalleled foundation for the Dao, and using this as an opportunity for a complete transformation.

Once they made up their minds, both of them were decisive and ruthless, and without any hesitation, they immediately began to work on the switch.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were, after all, innate deities born from the original essence of the sun star in the left eye of the Great God Pangu. In terms of bloodline and lineage, the Three Pure Ones were transformed from the pure energy of Pangu's primordial spirit, and were therefore the "direct descendants".

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born from the mixture of Pangu's essence and blood with the earth's turbid energy, and were also "legitimate sons".

These two golden crows of the sun can be considered "illegitimate children," carrying a legacy from Pangu that should not be underestimated.

Therefore, their transition to cultivating the "Nine Revolutions of Pangu" was exceptionally smooth, far surpassing that of other innate deities in the primordial world.

The immense solar energy was guided and refined by them using profound methods. At the same time, endless cultivation resources were sent to their secluded cultivation place, where they were also refined. The endless energy tempered their bodies and primordial spirits, which had already reached the perfection of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Each time the technique was activated, the flesh and bones throbbed, and the primordial spirit was refined, as if an ancient power that had been dormant for hundreds of millions of years was being awakened and activated.

Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye during the period of seclusion.

"Boom boom---"

Within the forbidden area, two violent energy fluctuations erupted one after another, with golden light as intense as the explosion of the sun shooting into the sky. However, these were firmly locked in place by the "Deceiving Heaven Formation" and the "Sun God Fire Formation," preventing any leakage.

Di Jun and Tai Yi emerged from seclusion one after another. Their appearances had not changed much, but their temperaments had undergone a complete transformation.

The emperor's domineering aura and burning fighting spirit that were originally exposed were now completely restrained, transforming into an unfathomable weight and majesty.

Beneath her skin, a hazy, swirling color seemed to flow, and as her eyes opened and closed, a fleeting vision of creation seemed to appear.

Their aura was hundreds of times heavier, and every move they made carried a terrifying power that could crush the void and shake the stars.