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

The Jade Pool Wonderland.

The place is shrouded in mist and filled with ethereal beauty, a place of peace and harmony.

Yaochi looked at her side with concern: "Senior brother, these two senior brothers truly hate us this time."

Haotian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "When did they stop hating their elder brother?"

"Junior sister, as long as we have the greater good in our hands, they will not dare to do anything to you or me. They can only plot against us from behind."

Yaochi sighed: "I'm just worried that something might happen if they teach the Water Emperor."

Haotian's lips curled into a smile: "I was afraid they wouldn't make a move!"

I will not interfere with the Three Sovereigns' attainment of enlightenment. I will naturally find an opportunity to take back control of the human race in one fell swoop.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Zhulong requests an audience," Venus announced from outside.

"Announce!"

"Your subject Zhulong pays respects to the Great Heavenly Venerable."

Seeing the hesitation on Zhulong's face, Haotian chuckled and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how is the search going?"

Zhulong closed his eyes briefly and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, they have all been captured."

"Alright." Haotian looked at Zhulong expressionlessly and said, "Trading a few rebellious dragons for a connection between your dragon race and the human race's destiny, this deal won't be a loss, will it?"

"Now the dragon race only has a shallow layer of karma left to cleanse. The Four Dragon Kings have already broken through, but it won't be easy for the dragon race to recover its vitality."

"I have granted your clan control over all races and the Wind and Thunder faction, and I have also arranged positions for the Dragon Clan in the Underworld. At that time, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors will all have dragons of your clan by their side. Each and every one of these will be enough to fulfill your vow."

Zhulong's expression hardened: "Your Majesty, I understand. Thank you for your kindness."

The dragon race does indeed occupy many positions in the Heavenly Court today, mainly because they were the first to follow the Great Celestial Venerable. Many immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court are envious of this, and if this matter is mishandled…

"Your subject will obey the Great Heavenly Venerable's command." Zhulong bowed. "Once my clan has cleansed its karma, I will withdraw from the Wind and Thunder Division."

"Go!" Haotian waved his hand, and Zhulong bowed again before stepping down.

Yaochi observed coldly: "Are the Dragon Clan's minds wavering?"

"The benefits are too great," Haotian said calmly. "The son of the Ancestral Dragon, Huanglong, joined the Chan Sect and became one of the Twelve Golden Immortals under the tutelage of Senior Brother Yuanshi. Feeling that he had received the protection of a sage, he thought of betting on three sides."

"Three parties?" Yaochi frowned, then quickly understood. "And the Jie Sect?"

"Brother Tongtian teaches without discrimination, and quite a few dragons have joined the Jie Sect. Although they are only nominal disciples, they have the status of disciples of saints." Haotian sneered. "Lu Er is really good at gathering intelligence. I really didn't expect that the dragons would be thinking of betting on multiple things before they have even cleansed their karma."

"What does Zhulong mean?" Yaochi asked coldly. After all, Zhulong was the ancestor of the dragon clan. If he could suppress the opposition, everything would be fine.

Haotian's gaze was deep and unfathomable: "So this time, it was a test I gave him. Fortunately, he is sensible enough to know who his biggest backer is."

The Western Religion has also made private contact with the Dragon Clan. I hope you will behave yourselves. If you want to form the Eight Heavenly Dragons, then I will send people there to seize the destiny, instead of you contacting them privately.

As he pondered, the Kongtong Seal trembled, Haotian frowned, and the nine dragons roared in unison. Why was the fortune fluctuating so violently this time?

A streak of light flew towards Kunlun, while two imperial auras emerged from the primordial land. One was by the Ji River, and the other belonged to the Jiuli tribe, the home of the shamans.

Yaochi's expression changed: "This is troublesome. Two strands of imperial aura, one from the human race and the other from the witch race."

Houtu has her own plans, but Heaven also wants to create a Human Emperor. It seems that a battle between the two is inevitable, and the victor will become Emperor.

Haotian sighed; in the end, it was still the same.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and his purple-gold aura began to fluctuate. The aura represented by each identity—Heavenly Emperor, Dao Ancestor's disciple, Human Saint Father, and Earth Dao—was extremely stable, and several innate treasures were used to suppress it, but it still began to fluctuate.

The Qiankun Cauldron and the Chaos Bell appeared, the secrets of heaven shrouded in mystery. Purple light flashed in his eyes, and a ray of purple-gold light descended from the auspicious clouds: "The Primordial Chaos measures the heavens, the secrets of heaven are broken!"

With a cold shout, the Purple-Gold Ruler slammed down, but the River of Destiny remained shrouded in celestial mystery. Haotian's expression turned solemn: "Junior Sister, help me!"

Yaochi's expression hardened, and the auspicious clouds of the heavens flew out. The radiance of the moon also appeared on her body. The two auras intertwined, and yin and yang manifested. Even the sun and moon descended their star power, enveloping the entire Yaochi Immortal Realm, causing the immortals of the Heavenly Court to discuss among themselves.

"With the combined power of Yin and Yang, the Emperor's might is supreme, and the secrets of Heaven are revealed!"

A vast and resounding voice echoed in the river of destiny, while in the distance, a divine light of yin and yang swept in, condensing into the shape of a Tai Chi diagram.

"Senior Brother?" Haotian was shocked.

"Junior brother!" Laozi's voice came from within, pausing for a moment before he realized the other party was also concerned about the fluctuations in their own fortune. "Join forces!"

"Tai Chi Golden Bridge, stationary!"

"Chaos Bell, shake!"

The two primordial treasures shone with divine light, the River of Destiny was silent, and the bell of chaos echoed. Finally, a thin layer of mist was broken through, and seeing the secrets of heaven revealed, Haotian was overjoyed and touched them with his primordial spirit.

"Well--"

Haotian groaned, his divine sense returning. His face was deathly pale, and Yaochi quickly supported him, crying, "Senior Brother!"

"Nothing's wrong." Haotian's expression was indifferent, a fleeting look of confusion crossing his eyes. "Opportunity, danger, and divine revelation can lead to two completely different outcomes!"

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?" Yaochi asked, puzzled.

Haotian shook his head: "I don't know either, but this matter is also related to Senior Brother."

"Couldn't you see through it, senior brother?"

"No." Haotian's expression was solemn. "Opportunity versus crisis—who could bring me crisis?"

Moreover, the secrets of heaven are so profound, as if the heavens themselves were acting, so why did Master not react?

Haotian looked up at the sky. Was his master still in seclusion?

……

Shouyang Mountain Eight Scenic Palace.

Laozi's snow-white eyebrows furrowed, his fingers constantly calculating, and he muttered, "Strange, the heavens are revealing that this humble Daoist actually has a second disciple?"

Furthermore, this child could greatly promote our humanistic education, and he also has a close relationship with me.

But why would Junior Brother Haotian also go to the River of Destiny? Could he be someone from the Heavenly Court?

……

Inside Biyou Palace, Tongtian sat on a cloud bed and preached the Dao. His Daoist voice permeated the air, spreading from Biyou Palace to Jin'ao Island and all the way to the East China Sea.

Countless cultivators were present, some dressed in fine clothes and possessing innate Dao bodies, while others transformed into their original racial forms, making a great commotion.

Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi looked at the sword floating in the furnace, and the twelve Golden Immortals below had burning expressions. They all knew that this was a treasure for conquest that their master had made for the future Human Emperor.

On Mount Sumeru in the West, Jieyin and Zhunti remained calm as they spoke Daoist chants that transformed into golden lotuses that merged into the bodies of their disciples, enhancing their cultivation.

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi and Shennong looked at each other, puzzled as two streams of imperial aura rose from the human race.

In the Pingxin Palace of the Underworld, only faint sighs could be heard.

……

Several years later.

The heavens and earth trembled, and the sounds of weapons clashing rang out from the Jiuli tribe. Accompanied by a fierce and arrogant aura, a bull-headed, human-bodied infant with a bronze head and an iron forehead let out a loud cry.

On the banks of the Ji River, the sky was dark, even the moon was hidden, the Big Dipper shone down, and the star Tanlang shone brightly. All these strange phenomena indicated that a divine person was about to be born.

"call--"

As if a gentle breeze had swept by, darkness enveloped the entire void, even covering the Big Dipper. Never before had the primordial world experienced such darkness; it was as if the night had fallen.

At the Eight Views Palace and the Jade Pool Wonderland, two Taoist priests' expressions changed drastically, and they simultaneously got up and rushed towards the human race.

(Guess who this is? Friendly hint: It's related to Haotian and Laozi!)