High-end prehistoric world, suppressing ascendants at the start.

With a thought, Chen Feng conjured two slender "spiritual smokes" swirling with faint blue smoke in his hand. These were no ordinary objects, but rather crafted by him using a wisp of annihilation energy from the Void of Return, combined with the calming herb from the meditation hall, and refined with the authority of order. They were specifically designed to soothe these aberrant souls, making them easier to communicate with.

Chen Feng lit one himself, flicked his finger, and a wisp of Nanming fire lit the cigarette. He took a deep drag, exhaled a gray smoke ring, which transformed into a mysterious character "序" in the air before dissipating.

He handed over the other one.

Looking at the strangely shaped "spiritual smoke," Long Aotian's eyes flashed with hesitation and reminiscence. Its shape resembled something from a certain blue planet that he had long forgotten, deep in his memory.

He remained silent for a moment, then finally reached out his hand, formed from soul power, and took it.

Chen Feng flicked his finger again, and another wisp of Nanming Fire flew out, precisely igniting the spiritual smoke in Long Aotian's hand.

Long Aotian, mimicking Chen Feng's movements, took a somewhat awkward inhale. The wisp of smoke, imbued with an aura of desolation and tranquility, flowed into his soul. Far from causing any harm, it brought a long-lost sense of peace to his restless soul, which had been agitated by his long imprisonment.

For a moment, beneath this vast starry sky constructed by the will of the Immortal Emperor, two "people" who should have been mortal enemies were actually puffing out smoke, each holding a specially made spiritual cigarette. The atmosphere was strange, yet it also exuded a kind of inexplicable harmony.

"What do you want to ask?" Long Aotian spoke first, and the smoke he exhaled faintly condensed into the phantom of an emperor who looked down upon the world.

"Where do you come from, fellow Daoist?" Chen Feng asked directly.

"A... mortal world called 'Blue Star'." A complex emotion flashed in Long Aotian's eyes, a mixture of nostalgia, disdain, and above all, a sense of distance. "A homeland that I have long since left behind."

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat; just as he thought!

It is consistent with the calculations made by the Dao Ancestor.

"Then how did you acquire such astonishing cultivation, fellow Daoist?" Chen Feng continued to ask, his gaze fixed intently on him.

"After Blue Star, my soul was drawn by an inexplicable force and reborn into a cultivation world." Long Aotian slowly began to narrate, his voice calm, as if telling someone else's story. "In that world, the strong were respected, and immortals and demons stood side by side. I rose from humble beginnings, endured ten thousand years of arduous cultivation, slayed enemies, destroyed sects, pacified forbidden zones, stabilized the world, and finally ascended to the pinnacle, achieving the position of Immortal Emperor, overlooking all ages, invincible in the world."

Although his tone was calm, Chen Feng could still sense the magnificent and turbulent years of war and bloodshed he had lived through. He was a true hero, a ruthless man who had climbed to the top of the world step by step with his own hands.

"Then how did you come to this primordial world, fellow Daoist?" This was the question Chen Feng was most concerned about.

Mentioning this, Long Aotian's eyes finally blazed with boundless rage and resentment once more. The spiritual smoke in his hand was stirred by soul power and instantly turned into ashes.

"After invincibility comes endless emptiness. I once thought that the pinnacle of that world was the end of cultivation. Until that day..."

His voice became low and suppressed.

"An irresistible, even incomprehensible, bizarre force descended without warning! It disregarded my Immortal Emperor Laws, pierced through my invincible imperial body, and forcibly dragged my soul, along with the 'Invincible Immortal Emperor System' that had accompanied me throughout my life, from that world!"

"System?" Chen Feng keenly grasped this key word.

"That's right, the system!" Long Aotian gritted his teeth. "Something that calls itself the 'Invincible Immortal Emperor System' has been bound to me since the very beginning of my cultivation journey. It can issue missions and provide rewards; it's my greatest reliance, allowing me to sweep through everything and ascend to the throne. I always thought it was a gift from the Great Dao of the Universe, proof of my destiny! Only at that moment did I realize that it was nothing more than... a shackle!"

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. He remembered what the Dao Ancestor had described in the Purple Cloud Palace: the scene of the giant wheel that selected and released souls.

"And then?" Chen Feng pressed, "Where did that force take you?"

"An indescribable place." A rare look of dread flashed in Long Aotian's eyes. "There is no space-time, no matter, only an unimaginably vast roulette wheel. My soul is as insignificant as dust before it. I saw countless souls like mine being captured from all the heavens and myriad realms, being selected and transformed on that roulette wheel, and then... thrown out!"

boom!

Long Aotian's words exploded in Chen Feng's mind like a bolt of chaotic divine thunder!

This description perfectly corroborates the scenes he witnessed by tracing back cause and effect, as well as the Dao Ancestor's deductions!

"Then... why were you sent to the prehistoric world?" Chen Feng's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Long Aotian took a deep breath, his weathered eyes fixed on Chen Feng, and said, word by word:

"Because, just as my soul was about to be completely formatted and recast by that roulette wheel, my 'Invincible Immortal Emperor System'... issued its ultimate mission."

"What mission?" Chen Feng's heart jumped into his throat.

An extremely absurd and insane expression appeared on Long Aotian's face. He stared at Chen Feng, as if he were staring at the entire primordial world outside this restriction, and slowly uttered four words.

"Suppress—the—Heavenly—Way!"

These four words, like four ancient divine mountains, were uttered from Long Aotian's mouth. Each word contained an unparalleled demonic nature that could overturn the universe and defy the Great Dao. In an instant, the vast starry sky constructed by his will trembled violently, and the trajectories of countless stars became disordered, as if they were about to collapse and disintegrate at any moment.

Chen Feng's mind was also in turmoil, but the gray light emanating from the order and authority around him vanished in an instant, dispelling the demonic sound that was assaulting his soul. Even so, his gaze became more solemn than ever before.

Suppress the Heavenly Dao!

How outrageous, how insane!

What is the Heavenly Dao? It is the supreme rule of the primordial world, the ultimate order of the birth and death of all things, and the sum of all causes and destinies since Pangu created the world! Even the highest sages are merely agents of the Heavenly Dao, acting in accordance with it and daring not to disobey it in the slightest.

How dare a mere "system" issue such an outrageous ultimate mission? This is no longer a provocation; it's a blatant declaration of war! A declaration of war against the entire primordial world!

"This is impossible..." Chen Feng muttered to himself subconsciously, but reason told him that Long Aotian was not lying. A being who had once ascended to the position of Immortal Emperor, arrogant to the bone, would disdain to fabricate lies about such a matter.