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

Golden light pierced through the primordial land and landed before Mount Yujing.

The grand formation slowly opened, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman in a silver-blue fairy robe standing atop the mountain, still radiating a sharp and piercing aura.

Haotian frowned: "They've made their move?"

Yaochi smiled helplessly: "Nothing can be hidden from Senior Brother. Naturally, that person wouldn't agree. Fortunately, her cultivation was only at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. I had two supreme treasures to help me suppress her."

Seeing Haotian's brow twitch slightly, Yaochi gave a definite answer: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, she has already made a vow to Heaven."

Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. That's good!

"This humble Taoist..." Haotian was about to give a few instructions when he suddenly looked out of the mountain. Ten suns suddenly appeared in the void. His divine eye swept over them and saw ten little golden crows playing in the void.

"How could all the little golden crows appear in the primordial world?" Yaochi exclaimed in disbelief.

Haotian's expression also changed. His plan did not include these little golden crows. Moreover, they were imprisoned by Dijun in Tang Valley, living on the Fusang tree, learning to control the true fire of the sun.

Only one person would appear each day, driving Xihe's six-wheeled chariot to move the sun star, but now they have all appeared together.

Haotian couldn't help but look westward, his fingers constantly calculating. Sure enough, the secrets of heaven were obscure, and apart from sages, no one could make him unable to calculate even the slightest thing.

Yaochi turned her head: "Senior Brother, shall we make a move?"

Haotian said helplessly, "The human race is still on the primordial land."

He could naturally wait until the Wu Clan could no longer endure it and started a war with the Demon Clan, and then intervene. However, at that time, countless lives would be lost in the prehistoric world!

"I'll go down the mountain first." Haotian had just given these instructions when the two statues in his sleeve suddenly lit up.

"Red Clouds!"

"A secret from heaven!"

Haotian's expression changed. The meaning was crystal clear: the demon race had attacked Hongyun, and someone was obscuring the secrets of heaven—it must be Nuwa!

The Golden Crow's chaos in the prehistoric world must have been outside the demon race's plans. The three sages concealed the secrets of heaven, yet all these events happened at the same time!

But why would the demon race attack Hongyun at this time?

Haotian frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "Junior Sister, go to the vicinity of Wuzhuang Temple immediately. You must seize the Primordial Purple Qi!"

Yaochi's face turned cold; someone actually wanted to take what she valued!

"Be careful, today, I intend to completely eliminate the demon race!" Haotian's eyes were cold. Since things have already turned into a complete mess, I will smash the pot to pieces.

"Senior brother, please be careful too." Yaochi looked at Haotian with concern in her eyes, her gaze firm, with the auspicious clouds above her head, and carrying the God-Slaying Spear, she walked out of Yujing Mountain.

Haotian took a step and saw ten little golden crows playing in the sky, while the temperature in the prehistoric world began to rise continuously.

Countless creatures were suffering from the unbearable heat, and some humans had already begun to fall, but the little golden crow kept flying towards the witch tribe.

"Ah—you damned scraggly birds!" A loud roar rang out, and a giant shrouded in malevolent energy appeared, his body imbued with the laws of wood, and he slammed his peach wood staff down.

The little golden crows were terrified and scattered in all directions. Then they spewed out true solar fire, which kept burning towards the giant.

Countless powerful beings were suddenly awakened after the Witch Clan made their move, staring in disbelief at the two sides battling in the void. How could it be that the Golden Crow Prince and the Great Witch Kuafu had struck first?

A golden light flashed, revealing Haotian's figure. The gods all gasped in surprise, wondering how he had gotten involved as well.

Haotian coldly glanced at the ten golden crows and said in a chilling voice, "You wretched creatures, do you intend to commit endless slaughter?"

"Who are you? We are the princes of the demon race." The largest golden crow suddenly spoke, its voice filled with pride.

Haotian shook his head and looked at the great shaman: "Kuafu, you should return to the shaman clan. I will handle this matter."

"Yes, Kuafu will obey the Dao Lord's command."

As Kuafu departed, the ten golden crows trembled and, at someone's urging, began to spew solar fire towards Haotian.

Haotian sneered and made no move. The True Fire of the Sun was extinguished as soon as it reached him, leaving the ten golden crows terrified.

Haotian stretched out his palm, which seemed to cover the sky, and the void was directly sealed off. With a gentle grab, he held ten little golden crows in his hand, which cried out in surprise.

As he looked toward the Heavenly Court, there was no movement whatsoever. The many powerful beings in the prehistoric world also had different expressions. With such a commotion, no one from the demon race had appeared.

A flash of divine light appeared on the Haotian Qingyun, and the three-legged, two-eared round cauldron suddenly grew larger, emanating an extremely powerful aura.

"The Qiankun Cauldron!"

"A supreme innate treasure!"

The gods' expressions changed drastically; how could Haotian possess another innate treasure?

Haotian paid no attention to their thoughts, and channeled all his magical power into the Qiankun Cauldron.

The Qiankun Cauldron emitted a resounding hum, and he directly hurled it into the void, shouting sharply, "Universe as the guide, the secrets of heaven reveal themselves!"

A flash of purple-gold light appeared in the cauldron, and the void suddenly shattered, but the Qiankun Cauldron suppressed the area and did not cause any casualties.

"Di Jun, the Golden Crow wreaked havoc on the primordial world, what crime has your demon race committed?!"

"The Golden Crow wreaks havoc in the primordial world; what crime has your demon race committed?!"

"What crime have the demon race committed?!"

Haotian's voice, filled with anger, instantly resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world. Countless powerful beings were shocked. Was he about to break ties with the demon race?

Sure enough, as Haotian roared, two supreme treasures appeared one after another, as if a gap had been torn open in the mist in the void.

In the Heavenly Palace of Nuwa, Nuwa was restless, but suddenly she heard a commotion in the primordial world. Her beautiful eyes widened abruptly as she looked incredulously at the object in Haotian's hand.

"Nuwa, as a sage of the demon race, why do you conceal the secrets of heaven!"

Haotian's cries of congratulations rang out continuously, Nuwa's face darkened, and the red embroidered ball from beyond the heavens crashed down, but upon entering the primordial world, it directly rushed into the Heavenly Court.

"Splash—"

As if the sound of flowing water arose, a phantom river slowly appeared, containing countless living beings and revealing the destiny of countless races.

"The River of Destiny!" someone screamed.

As the river mist dissipated, a phantom image of a red-sleeved ball appeared, while opposite it, a phantom image of a twelve-petaled golden lotus and a seven-colored tree branch joined together to suppress the demon race's fortune.

"Jieyin, Zhunti!" Nuwa's voice rang out from beyond the heavens, carrying a chilling aura that made many powerful beings tremble.

At this moment, it was as if a veil had been lifted from the primordial world, all the fog had dissipated, and the secrets of heaven suddenly became clear. All the gods looked in unison toward the place where the starlight appeared.

The red embroidered ball just now suppressed Wuzhuang Temple and Huoyun Cave. However, a thousand miles away from Wuzhuang Temple, where the stars shone brightly, a cultivator dressed in imperial robes held the Hetu Luoshu and suppressed a red-robed cultivator.

Meanwhile, the bells of Wuzhuang Temple rang out continuously, and tens of thousands of star gods descended with their star power, firmly fixing a large array below.

At this moment, the heavenly secrets were revealed. Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were filled with rage, and he shouted fiercely, "Hongyun!"

Meanwhile, in the other side of the great formation, Hongyun was dressed in tattered clothes, pale-faced, with wounds on his body almost revealing the bone, and his aura was extremely weak.

A woman with auspicious clouds above her head and a divine spear wreathed in malevolent energy in her hand looked like a female war goddess, coldly gazing at the demon race.