Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

Chapter 59 Tianlu: Smuggling Qi Luck without reporting is forbidden!

As the words fell, the vast and boundless primordial land suddenly trembled violently.

Endless turbid earth energy and ancient, desolate Pangu evil energy surged wildly from all directions, transforming into twelve towering plumes of blood-red smoke that shot straight into the heavens.

As the oaths of the twelve ancestral witches echoed between heaven and earth, the fortune of the witch clan began to gather wildly.

That fortune, like that of a demon race, kept pulling at the heavens, trying to condense into a substantial river of fortune.

This scene thrilled the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

As they felt the growing, immense fortune attempting to bestow itself upon them, they were all certain that this was the divine favor bestowed upon them, the true descendants of Pangu, by the Father God.

Meanwhile, in the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Heavenly Court.

Inside the magnificent and resplendent Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, the atmosphere was strange and oppressive.

Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, the Ten Great Demon Saints, and others all frowned, staring intently at the demon race's fortune in the sky, which was constantly being pulled apart but could never be condensed into a solid form.

"Big brother, what exactly is going on?"

Taiyi held the Chaos Bell in his hand, its surface shimmering with the phantoms of earth, water, fire, and wind. His arrogant face was now filled with bewilderment.

Di Jun took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in his heart.

"Logically speaking, since we have made a vow to Heaven and gathered all the demons, such a huge fortune should have already taken shape and transformed into a golden dragon of fortune to bless us."

"But now, after so long, this fortune is like a pile of loose sand, constantly being pulled apart, and it just can't be completely condensed."

"The workings of Heaven are supreme and absolute; how could they possibly have bugs?!"

Di Jun couldn't help but have such an absurd thought: how could such a strange stagnation and tension occur in the rules of heaven and earth?

On one side, the ancestral shamans were extremely excited, believing that their father god had appeared to them.

On one side, the high-ranking members of the demon race were filled with doubt and at a loss.

The culprit behind all this is currently leisurely sitting above a sea of ​​clouds not far from Mount Buzhou.

Tianlu's golden Pixiu body was lazily lying on the clouds, with a dazzling golden wheel of merit slowly rotating behind it, exuding an unparalleled sacred aura that was impervious to all laws and warded off all evil.

At this moment, he was extending his furry golden claws, which contained terrifying power of law, and pulling forward and backward in the void.

With each pull, the void around him would ripple with layers of laws that were indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Yang Hui and Nuwa, standing to the side, looked at Tianlu's strange behavior with puzzled expressions.

Yang Hui was surrounded by innate Yin energy, his eyes filled with confusion.

Nuwa then parted her lips slightly and asked a question.

"Brother Dao, what exactly are you pulling at with those claws that are constantly pawing at the void?"

Tianlu yawned casually and answered without turning his head.

"Of course, it's about pulling on luck."

"Without my permission, they dared to establish a clan and attempt to plunder the vast fortune of the primordial world."

"No, no!"

Nuwa looked surprised upon hearing this.

"Brother Dao, you can pull at that ethereal primordial destiny with just a flick of your claws?!"

Tianlu turned his head, a sly and smug glint in his eyes.

With a gentle flick of his fluffy golden tail, the tip of which shimmered with a mysterious divine light interwoven with creation and fortune, he touched Nuwa's brow.

"Buzz!"

A clear, resonant sound of law rang in Nuwa's mind. Tianlu, with his supreme power as a Primordial Golden Immortal in the early stage, directly opened Nuwa's wisdom eye, enabling her to perceive the origin of heaven and earth.

Nuwa blinked slightly, and the world before her eyes instantly underwent a dramatic transformation.

The void, which was originally empty, is now filled with dense, interwoven threads of law, like meridians.

What shocked her the most was that Tianlu's seemingly casual golden claws were actually tightly gripping two vast and boundless rivers of fortune.

A beam of light, shimmering with the light of the sun, moon, and stars, represents the fortune of the demon race in the thirty-third heaven.

Another aura, thick with earthy, murky energy, represents the fortune of the Wu tribe outside the Pangu Temple.

These two rivers of destiny, which should have converged and descended upon the world, are now being held firmly in place by Tianlu's claws, constantly being pulled backward.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the river of destiny, a vast, cold, and ruthless will is desperately pulling forward, trying to free destiny from the shackles of Heavenly Blessing and complete its condensation.

That will is the Way of Heaven.

Upon witnessing this scene, Nuwa was overwhelmed with shock and disbelief.

Seeing Nuwa's shocked expression, Tianlu spoke up confidently.

"I am the darling of the Great Dao, an auspicious beast that governs fortune and destiny in this primordial world!"

"If you want to mobilize or gather the fortune of this primordial world on a large scale, you have to report to me and say hello."

"Otherwise, their actions constitute unauthorized smuggling!"

"They want to establish a clan and share the destiny without my consent. They're simply disrespecting me as a public official."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa's lips twitched violently a few times.

Public officials?

smuggling?

Brother Dao's words were truly shameless to the extreme, yet they were also impossible to refute.

After all, Nuwa was witnessing firsthand that Tianlu, relying on his innate luck and the status of being a favorite of the Great Dao, was engaged in an unbelievable tug-of-war with the Heavenly Dao.

As Tianlu continues to pull at the luck, the difference between the two gradually becomes apparent.

Although the Heavenly Dao is a collection of primordial rules and possesses supreme power, it mobilizes fortune by forcibly operating the rules.

Tianlu, on the other hand, is different. He is a favorite of the Great Dao and possesses the supernatural power to control the destiny. His manipulation of destiny is natural and unimpeded.

One is a forced pull, the other is like an extension of one's own arm.

As time went on, the will of Heaven gradually could not withstand Tianlu's shameless pulling.

The operation of the Heavenly Dao rules experienced a slight pause.

Just as Tiandao loosened his grip, Tianlu's golden claws suddenly pulled backward.

"Disperse!"

Tianlu gave a soft shout.

The next moment, the two streams of energy on his claws lost their support and vanished into the void, transforming back into countless tiny specks of energy that merged into the primordial world.

Having done all this, Tianlu waved its paw with satisfaction.

"You're not allowed to smuggle luck without reporting it to the authorities."

As Tianlu completed all these actions, above the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Heavenly Court.

The vast river of demonic destiny, which had been churning and trying to coalesce, seemed to lose all its power in an instant, collapsing and dissipating completely.

The heavens of the Thirty-Three Heavens returned to calm once more, as if nothing had ever happened.

This scene left Di Jun, Tai Yi, and all the powerful demons in the hall stunned.

The entire Heavenly Palace was deathly silent; no one spoke.