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

Chapter 66 Yang Mei: The Second Generation Son of the Great Dao?

At this moment.

The hollow willow tree, which had been dormant for countless ages, trembled slightly.

A vast and boundless consciousness slowly awakened from the depths of the tree trunk.

"Um?!"

"Has someone entered my sacred space?"

An ancient and weathered voice echoed through the chaos, causing the surrounding chaotic air currents to pause briefly.

This hollow willow tree is none other than Yangmei Daxian, the reincarnation of the Space Demon God who miraculously escaped the great calamity of creation.

He sensed that the array of his Daoist temple on Fangzhang Immortal Island had been activated, and that someone had broken into the temple.

Then, a branch on the hollow willow tree glowed slightly, and a wisp of extremely condensed divine thought broke through the air.

This wisp of divine thought ignored the solid barrier between chaos and the primordial world, silently infiltrating the primordial world and heading straight for Fangzhang Immortal Island in the East Sea.

At this moment, inside the temple.

Tianlu was wandering around inside the main hall.

He looked left and right, tapped around for a while, but found nothing unusual.

The main hall was empty; there were no magical artifacts, no prayer cushions, and not even any murals.

"As expected of a temple built from the heavens, it doesn't even have any decorations. How shabby!"

Tianlu pursed his lips.

It seems that apart from this empty temple, no one else has managed to get to the center of Abbot's Immortal Island yet!

Thinking of this, Tianlu decided to go outside to find the real opportunities on the island.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Without any warning or ripples in the space in front of Tianlu, a crack suddenly appeared in the void.

Immediately afterwards, an illusory hollow willow slowly emerged from the crack.

Although this illusory willow tree had no physical form, the terrifying Daoist aura it exuded—a power that transcended all living beings and controlled endless space—froze the air in the entire temple.

This scene instantly put Tianlu on high alert.

His golden hair stood on end, and his cultivation at the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm erupted without reservation. Several laws of creation, fortune, space, and devouring surrounded him, ready to fight to the death at any moment.

This hollow willow tree is the embodiment of a wisp of divine thought sent down by Yang Mei, the reincarnation of the Space Demon God.

The moment Yang Mei's gaze fell on Tian Lu, his heart skipped a beat, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Son of the Avenue?!"

"Pangu?!"

"No, you are not Pangu."

"What are you?!"

Yang Mei's voice was filled with disbelief and extreme shock.

Since Yang Mei was not a primordial deity born from the native land of the primordial world, but a demon god who survived from the chaotic era, he did not have the innate inherited memories bestowed by the primordial world.

Therefore, he had no idea about the Maoxiu species.

Not to mention, Tianlu was a mythical beast that was born in the timeline after the war between Dao and Demon. Yang Mei had been living in seclusion in Chaos to heal his injuries, and apart from his recent battle with Hongjun, he knew nothing about the new things in the prehistoric world.

As Tianlu listened to the other party's shocked question, he took the opportunity to observe the other party's appearance.

Hollow willow?!

Speaking of Pangu?!

It also possesses such terrifying spatial mastery that even I, a Primordial Golden Immortal who controls the laws of space, cannot see through.

A storm raged in Tianlu's heart as a name that resonated deeply in his memories of his past life in the primordial world surfaced in his mind.

Is this guy the Immortal Yangmei?

That ruthless person who supposedly attained enlightenment even earlier than Hongjun, and even took all of Hongjun's magical treasures during a sparring match?!

Although shocked, Tianlu, relying on his status as a favored child of the Great Dao, showed no fear on the surface.

Tianlu raised his head and introduced himself.

"I am the auspicious beast of heaven and earth, the Pixiu, the son of the Great Dao, the darling of the Great Dao!"

However, even knowing the other party's identity, Tianlu still pretended to ask Yang Mei questions in order to hide his inner fear.

"And who are you, daring to play tricks on me?!"

Yang Mei looked at the golden beast in front of her and listened to its arrogant words, but she was not angry.

Yang Meiyan debuted.

"I am Yang Mei."

This simple sentence seems to be telling a trivial story.

But in reality, Yang Mei's heart was in turmoil, and she could not calm down for a long time.

As a chaotic demon god who once roamed the primordial chaos, his vision was incredibly broad.

He could clearly sense that the strange beast that called itself Pixiu, claiming to be a favorite of the Great Dao, was absolutely true.

This was because Yang Mei could use his Demon God Eye, which could see through the essence of things, to truly see the extremely dense aura of the Great Dao surrounding Tianlu.

The aura that was deeply favored by the origin of the Great Dao was even far superior to that of Pangu, who was conceived in the chaos.

What does this mean?

This means that the little guy in front of us is the second generation of the Great Dao's Son, and is even more favored by the Great Dao than the first generation's Son of the Great Dao, Pangu.

Yang Mei's thoughts drifted back to that ancient and tragic chaotic era.

Thinking back to the past, Pangu held the axe that could open the heavens and stood on the lotus of chaos, intending to split the chaos and attain the supreme Dao.

In their efforts to protect Chaos, the three thousand Chaos Demons were indeed tricked by the Great Dao and went to obstruct Pangu, ultimately ending up dead and barely clinging to life.

Although Pangu was powerful, he ultimately failed and his body transformed into the primordial chaos.

Now that the second generation of the Great Dao Child has been born, he will likely embark on the supreme path of proving the Great Dao.

Yang Mei was secretly making plans in her heart.

These remaining Chaos Gods have not fully recovered from their injuries since the Great Calamity of Creation, and their foundations have been severely damaged.

This second-generation chosen one of the Great Dao is blessed with great fortune and protected by the Great Dao. His future achievements are absolutely limitless.

It might be worthwhile to invest in one or two.

In the future, perhaps this second-generation Great Dao Child can use his extraordinary Great Dao fortune to help him recover from the Demon God's injuries that he has never been able to fully heal.

Just as Yang Mei was making her own plans, thinking about how to get closer to this chosen one of the Great Dao.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the golden Pixiu had already tiptoed to the temple gate, preparing to slip away.

Tianlu wasn't stupid. Even a wisp of divine thought from an old monster of Yang Mei's level was something he couldn't afford to provoke in his current state.

Although he was a favorite of the Great Dao and the other party dared not kill him, it did not stop him from making a quick getaway.

Seeing this, Yang Mei quickly spoke up.

"Young friend, please wait a moment. You have come here seeking an opportunity."

"I have many here."

Upon hearing the words "Please stay," Tianlu shuddered and initially intended to use spatial laws to speed up his escape.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, "There are many opportunities," his greedy nature instantly overcame his fear.

Tianlu Qianchong's body abruptly stopped, spun in mid-air, and landed back at the temple entrance.

He poked out a golden head, blinked his eyes, and asked expectantly.

"What opportunity?"

The illusory hollow willow swayed slightly, and then, in a flash of light, transformed into an old man with a primordial Daoist body, wearing a blue Daoist robe and having long white eyebrows.

Yang Mei couldn't help but smile when she saw Tianlu's greedy look.

"These are the spiritual treasures I have collected throughout my long and arduous journey through the ancient world."

Upon hearing about the collected spiritual treasures, Tianlu's eyes blinked instantly, but he was not blinded by joy.

As a mythical beast that has survived countless battles in the primordial world and is well-versed in the art of plucking feathers from passing geese, he knows all too well that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Tianlu dropped his playful demeanor, his eyes sharpening as he stared intently at Yang Mei and asked.

"It's not free, is it?!"

Yang Mei stroked her long white eyebrows and nodded calmly.

"nature."

"Young friend, as the second generation of the Great Dao Child, you possess boundless potential and are destined to achieve the Great Dao in the future."

"During the Great Calamity of Creation, my fundamental foundation was injured by Pangu, the first son of the Great Dao, and I have not yet recovered."

"I hope that when you achieve a cultivation level above the Grand Luo Golden Immortal in the future, you can help me heal my injuries."

"Thus, all my opportunities are thanks to you, my young friend."