Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"boom--"

The sun shone brightly with golden light, intertwining with the moon's clear glow, creating a long bridge of stars across the ecliptic.

Above the heavens, countless innate spiritual flowers fluttered down from the void, golden lotuses, blue lotuses, purple fungus, and jade herbs dancing in the air, their fragrance permeating the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The sun and moon shone brightly, and the sun and moon appeared together in the primordial world, forming a bridge of light that connected to the Heavenly Court. At the junction, a cultivator in a wedding robe stood quietly. His red-gold and purple-gold wedding robe was decorated with dragon patterns, and his three-legged golden crow raised its head and cried out. His imperial aura suppressed the primordial world.

"roar--"

"hold head high--"

A six-dragon chariot flew out from the Sun Star, as if carrying a smaller version of the Sun Star. Nine celestial horses on the Moon Star roared to the sky, and moonlight sprinkled across the entire Heavenly Court.

A red ribbon connects the two sides, and a woman in a nine-colored palace dress looks solemn, holding a red embroidered ball in her hands, which is bathed in radiant light.

As the two palanquins drew near, a red silk ribbon shot out from the red embroidered ball, connecting Emperor Jun, and the two goddesses appeared one after the other.

Xihe, dressed in fiery red, with a golden crow spreading its wings in her hair, exudes a solemn divine aura; Changxi, with a jade rabbit holding a cassia tree in her hair, is graceful and elegant. As the two goddesses walk together, the sun and moon hang in the same sky, and day and night merge.

Emperor Jun, full of vigor, held a red silk ribbon, flanked by the goddesses of the sun and moon. Nuwa, holding a red embroidered ball, led the way. They were only ten thousand miles away from reaching the Heavenly Court.

"You scruffy bird, how dare you not invite my witch clan to your wedding!"

"Di Jun, we're all old friends, we should at least come and offer our congratulations!"

"This bride is quite nice; I'll take her back to serve me."

"May the divine fire of Zhurong add to your joy!"

Congratulatory greetings rang out, and twelve plumes of smoke and blood energy rose from the primordial land. One attack after another surged forth, shattering the clouds in the sky and even creating cracks in the void.

The guests from the Heavenly Court had varying expressions; some were gloating, while others looked panicked, but none of them genuinely cared about the demon race.

Tongtian nudged Haotian on the shoulder, giving him a knowing look: The excitement is about to begin!

A smile flashed in Haotian's eyes. The Ancestral Witches were not stupid. They only attacked in the prehistoric land and did so under the guise of congratulations. Now that Dijun was getting married, it was not appropriate for them to rashly go down and cause trouble for them.

"clang--"

As the Chaos Bell rang, a man with a resolute face appeared, continuously striking the Chaos Bell. Waves of sound emanated, suppressing time and space. Behind him, the officials of the Heavenly Court's demon race lined up in formation. The Ten Demon Saints and numerous Great Luo Golden Immortals were all dressed in magnificent robes, golden crowns, and embroidered shawls, their expressions solemn yet filled with congratulations.

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers, clad in star-patterned armor and wielding star-embroidered halberds, formed ranks along the Milky Way Jade Steps, their imposing presence awe-inspiring, their murderous aura concealed, highlighting the supreme authority of the Heavenly Court.

As the bell rang, Fuxi threw out the scroll and tortoise shell in his hand, and the Hunyuan Heluo Grand Formation instantly took shape. The demons poured all their magical power into it, forming a light screen to block the attack.

"Snap—"

The sound of the light screen shattering rang out, and Di Jun's expression changed slightly. Even with thousands of demon soldiers, the two quasi-saints, Taiyi and Fuxi, could not withstand the combined attack of the twelve ancestral witches.

"Whoosh—"

Just then, the sun and moon trembled simultaneously, and their star power descended. The true fire of the sun and the true water of the moon flowed together, and the gold and silver colors instantly repaired the crack in the light curtain.

With the blessing of the sun and moon, the great formation suddenly became more powerful, firmly blocking the incoming attacks, and the bodies of thousands of demon soldiers no longer collapsed!

"call--"

A fierce wind swept by, the void stabilized, the Chaos Bell trembled slightly, and the spiritual light on the bell body dimmed. The Hunyuan Heluo Grand Array also shattered, and the light curtain formed by the array broke apart.

The many demon warriors were excited as they blocked the attack of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but the guests in the Heavenly Court who watched coldly had a half-smile on their faces.

Even a Great Immortal might not be able to see anything, but a Quasi-Saint with great supernatural powers could see it clearly: Taiyi and Fuxi had taken the attack of the twelve Ancestral Witches with their own bodies to protect the many demons.

Otherwise, even with the innate treasure Chaos Bell and the Hunyuan Heluo Grand Array, and with Xihe and Changxi secretly activating the Sun and Moon stars for assistance, it wouldn't be so easy to avoid harming a single demon.

However, Taiyi and Fuxi were not feeling well at the moment, and Haotian did not miss the worry in Nuwa's eyes.

Both of them groaned, their faces flushed an unnatural red, as if they had swallowed back the blood that was about to spit out.

After all, it's not good for blood to be spilled at the Demon Emperor's wedding!

Haotian and the Three Pure Ones exchanged a glance, silently watching Nuwa lead Dijun and the other two into the South Heavenly Gate.

In the center of the Demon Court, a high platform is built of innate jade, engraved with the sun, moon, stars, yin and yang runes, surrounded by colorful clouds, and a spiritual spring cascades down as a waterfall, its tinkling sound creating a melodious sound.

Nuwa, dressed in her finest attire, stood on the stage, holding a red embroidered ball about a foot in diameter, its pink hue shimmering, adorned with dangling beads and tinkling ornaments.

She proclaimed loudly: "Today, the Demon Emperor Jun, the Sun Goddess Xihe, and the Moon Goddess Changxi are happily united in marriage. Heaven bears witness, and this is our destiny!"

The other three stepped forward together, continuing Nuwa's words: "By the grace of Heaven, we, Di Jun/Xi He/Chang Xi, today perform our celestial marriage, establishing the proper order of Heaven and Earth, and the harmony of Yin and Yang. May Heaven bear witness!"

Nuwa tossed out the red embroidered ball, and a cloud of mortal dust rose, obscuring the entire Heavenly Court. She parted her crimson lips and declared, "The Heavenly Marriage is complete!"

The embroidered ball is stirred, a rainbow spans the sky and earth, and the red thread of fate binds the sun and moon.

"Boom—"

The heavens and earth trembled at the sound, and the Heavenly Dao, sensing the change, bestowed immeasurable merit. Golden light enveloped the demon court, and the demon race's fortune surged, soaring straight into the sky.

The entire Heavenly Court was painted in a dark yellow hue, and vast expanses of golden clouds of merit descended.

Upon seeing this, the gods reacted in various ways. The heavenly marriage was established, and the sun and moon shone brightly, truly showing signs of becoming the masters of the stars. The heavens and earth became even more stable.

Haotian narrowed his eyes slightly. This merit was more than what he had gained after repairing the primordial land in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, and it was comparable to the total merit he had accumulated.

As the merits fell, Di Junxi and Chang Xi each received one. Nuwa poured the merits into the red embroidered ball, making the treasure even more wondrous.

As the remaining merits fell, whether it was the demon soldiers or the crowd who came to watch the ceremony, everyone received merits to varying degrees, which greatly increased the goodwill of the gods of the prehistoric world towards the demon race in an instant.

"boom--"

Two powerful auras surged forth, and the demonic concubine Chang Xi's auspicious clouds churned. A streak of silver light descended, revealing a woman dressed in a moon-white flowing gauze dress, with a crescent moon mark between her brows, exuding the aloofness of the goddess of the moon.

Meanwhile, Nuwa's aura suddenly surged, emanating an aura belonging to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, which stunned the gods. Even Di Jun gave her a meaningful look, while Fuxi wore a joyful expression.

Nuwa's gaze fell on the red embroidered ball; her evil corpse was about to fall upon this object!

The three Qings exchanged a subtle glance; this junior sister's cultivation had caught up as well.

Haotian sighed inwardly. Sure enough, the only female saint in the future of the prehistoric world should not be underestimated. She had not yet killed the evil corpse, and her cultivation level was already higher than Dijun's. She must have cultivated the Dao of Creation to an incredible level.