Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

Hongjun merged with the Dao, and the Zixiao Palace disappeared into the chaos, never to be seen again.

Taiyi led the gods of Heaven back to Buzhou Mountain, sat high on the Lingxiao Palace, his golden eyes looking down at his ministers with a joyful expression.

Inside the hall, the star deities were arranged on both sides, with the Ziwei Emperor's seat located on the steps, second only to Taiyi on the Danbi steps.

Chang Xi, as the Taiyin Goddess, occupies a seat on the steps below the Ziwei Emperor.

Venus is the head of all the gods, ranking alongside Xihe as the foremost deity.

In the entire Lingxiao Palace, apart from Taiyi, only Emperor Ziwei and Changxi had seats.

The Heavenly Court is imposing and solemn, its fortune soaring like a rainbow.

However, Taiyi knew in his heart that the time had come, but it was far from the point of unifying the prehistoric world.

On earth lies the divine court of the Wu tribe, where the twelve ancestral Wu tribes reside in the Pangu Palace, and millions of Wu tribe warriors are eyeing them covetously.

In the Eastern Sea dwells the Celestial Court. Although the Eastern King Duke suffered a great loss at the hands of the Witch Clan, all races submitted to him, and his foundation remained intact. The three parties stood in a tripartite balance, mutually restraining each other, and none could truly subdue the others.

Compared to the lower levels of combat power, the Heavenly Court is far inferior. However, in the primordial world, the strongest ultimately have the final say. As long as the upper levels can crush the lower levels, the gap below will soon be filled.

But Taiichi didn't want to wait any longer.

Hongjun has already attained the Dao, but the other sages have not yet become sages.

Although the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti have attained sainthood, they still need time to prove their Dao.

This period of inactivity is the only opportunity for Heaven.

Once all the sages return to their positions, all those below them will be mere ants, and the idea of ​​unifying the primordial world will be nothing but a pipe dream.

"I will clear away all obstacles during this period."

Taiyi murmured, a cold glint flashing in his golden eyes.

He already had a plan in mind.

According to my memories from my previous life, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had a great war that caused the heavens and earth to collapse and both sides to suffer heavy losses.

Now the Celestial Court has replaced the Heavenly Court, the demon race is still the demon race, and the Divine Court is the witch race.

If the Witch Clan and the Celestial Court can be brought to an end, the Celestial Court can reap the benefits.

A great deal of preparation is needed to fully ignite the Second Lich War.

"You shall all go into seclusion to improve your own condition, and await my decree, then join me in unifying the primordial world!"

After Taiyi finished speaking, he stood up, and in a flash, disappeared from the Lingxiao Palace.

Upon seeing this, the gods departed one after another, following the Heavenly Emperor's decree to go into seclusion and improve their own condition.

North of the North Sea, Beiming.

This place is the northernmost part of the primordial wilderness, where the cold winds blow fiercely all year round, and the land is frozen for thousands of miles.

Huge icebergs float on the sea surface, and the seawater is as black as ink, with no bottom in sight.

Legend has it that beneath the Northern Sea lies the Ruins of Return, the deepest and most secluded place in the world.

In the Northern Sea dwells an ancient primordial deity—the Kunpeng.

In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun, and the size of Kun is unknown, spanning thousands of miles.

It transforms into a bird, named Peng, whose back is so long that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is.

When it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. This is a true depiction of the Kunpeng.

He was born in the Northern Sea, living with water, and possessed two forms: when he entered the water, he became the Kun, capable of swallowing thousands of miles of seawater; when he ascended to the sky, he became the Peng, whose wingspan reached ninety thousand miles.

His speed was unmatched by most in the primordial world.

Although his strength was not as great as that of top beings like Taiyi and the Three Pure Ones, he was still at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, and was a great supernatural being in the prehistoric world.

Kunpeng has always been a loner, never siding with any power.

The Celestial Court once tried to recruit him, but he refused to go.

He only wanted to be free and unrestrained in the Northern Sea, and did not want to be bound by anyone.

He didn't even bother with the Heavenly Court.

However, on this day, a golden-white light suddenly descended from the sky above Beiming.

The light was like the sun falling into the deep sea, illuminating the dark Northern Darkness as if it were daytime.

The chill was dispelled, the ice and snow melted, and the entire sea area seemed to have transitioned from the depths of winter to the height of summer.

The Kunpeng emerged from the deep sea, its enormous body breaking through the water's surface and creating towering waves.

He looked up at the sky, and in his deep blue eyes, he saw a golden-white figure.

Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his golden eyes looking down. The holy flames of the sun burned around him, evaporating all the surrounding cold air.

Behind him, the Chaos Bell slowly rotated, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed all the heavens.

"Kunpeng." Taiyi spoke, his voice not loud, yet like the great sun and the resounding bell, causing the Northern Sea to surge endlessly. He smiled slightly and said, "I have come here today to give you an opportunity."

Kunpeng's body flickered and transformed into human form.

It was a middle-aged man with a sinister face, wearing a black robe, surrounded by water vapor and wind.

He looked at Taiyi warily and said in a deep voice, "What brings the Heavenly Emperor here?"

Taiyi said calmly, "Join the Heavenly Court and serve me."

Kunpeng's expression changed, and he sneered, "The Heavenly Emperor is far too domineering, ordering people into the Heavenly Court with a mere word! I, Kunpeng, am used to my freedom and am not accustomed to being commanded. Farewell!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a beam of light and soared into the sky.

The speed of the Kunpeng is unparalleled in the world; even if Taiyi wanted to catch up, he might not be able to.

However, Taiichi was prepared.

The Chaos Bell swayed gently, its chimes lingering, and an invisible ripple spread outwards.

Where the ripples passed, space froze and time stood still.

Before the mysterious light that Kunpeng transformed into could fly out of the range of the Chaos Bell, it was fixed in mid-air by the power of the Chaos Bell.

Kunpeng was shocked and desperately tried to unleash his magic power, only to find that his body was as if cast in iron and could not move an inch.

His pupils reflected Taiyi's slowly approaching figure, and a deep chill rose in his heart.

"I said, I'm giving you a chance." Taiyi walked up to Kunpeng, his golden eyes staring directly into his, and said coldly, "This is not a request, it's an order."

Kunpeng gritted his teeth: "What if I don't comply?"

Taiyi raised his hand, and the Holy Flame of the Sun condensed into a ball of golden-white flame in his palm.

Though the flame was small, it contained a terrifyingly high temperature capable of incinerating everything. Kunpeng felt the heat and his face turned deathly pale.

"If you do not comply, you shall die." Taiyi's tone was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. He said indifferently, "I have no use for you. It is better to kill you."

Kunpeng trembled all over, sensing the killing intent in Taiyi's eyes.

Taiyi is a man of his word; if he does not submit, he will turn to ashes in the next moment.

But he was still unwilling to give up: "The Heavenly Emperor uses his power to oppress people, and Kunpeng will not submit!"

Taiyi withdrew the Sacred Flame of the Sun and said calmly, "I know you are unwilling, so I will grant you a great opportunity. If you do well, your future achievements will be limitless."

Kunpeng was taken aback: "What kind of fortune?"

Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, and slowly said, "The script used in the primordial world to this day is still the innate Dao script, which is the script that carries the Great Dao."

This kind of writing contains profound truths and has immense power, but it is also extremely difficult to comprehend.

Few creatures born later in life are able to learn this skill.

The proliferation of all races necessitates a universal writing system—simple, easy to learn, and usable by everyone.

Kunpeng seemed to understand something: "The Heavenly Emperor means..."

"You shall create this acquired script." Taiyi looked at him and smiled, "I may personally bestow upon you the title of Demon Master, to create the script for all races, and to educate all races."

If this succeeds, Heaven will surely bestow merit upon you, and your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.

More importantly, you will become the cultural ancestor and teacher of all races, enjoying the admiration of all races after birth.