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

Near Buzhou Mountain, looking at the desolate land with its broken walls and ruins, Hongjun sighed and with a flick of his sleeve, the ravaged land began to recover, but the fallen creatures and withered spiritual roots could no longer be restored.

Golden clouds of merit descended from the void. Hongjun's eyes darkened for a moment. The purple aura within his auspicious cloud vibrated continuously, urging him to merge into it.

At this moment, three streams of light flew out from the East Sea, the Southern Undying Volcano, and the Earth Vein, landing in front of Hongjun, causing him to be startled.

The Four Seas Bottle, the Southern Flame Banner, and the Central Apricot Yellow Banner are all personal spiritual treasures of the Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and First Qilin. The fact that they are throwing them out to him now suggests that there is still a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of the oath they made, Hongjun had a headache. The war between the three races was instigated by Luo Hou, but it still caused great damage to the prehistoric world. Moreover, the conflict between him and Luo Hou was also a clash of ideologies.

One of them wanted to spread the Tao to all living beings, while the other wanted to rule the primordial world. However, Rahu cultivated the law of killing. If he were to truly attain enlightenment, wouldn't that cause widespread suffering to all living beings in the primordial world?

Hongjun felt the pressure from the Creation Jade Disc growing heavier and heavier, and sighed in his heart, "I can't wait any longer."

A dark cloud drifted down from the void, its heavy darkness seeming to weigh heavily on people's hearts. Hongjun's expression changed slightly as he watched helplessly as the karmic cloud split into three parts and flew towards the three races.

The three clans are finished!

Hongjun closed his eyes. Fortunately, the explosion of the western earth veins was led by Rahu, and he was not heavily tainted by the karma. He could resolve it later with merit.

After glancing once more at the primordial land, Hongjun's figure vanished into the void.

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Yujing Mountain.

Haotian stood in front of the Zixiao Palace, his face filled with worry.

The leaders of the three clans, Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shiqilin, and Zizhu, made a vow that would spread throughout the prehistoric world. He watched as the merits fell and dispelled the evil energy, and he also heard a deafening explosion from the western continent, after which there was no more sound.

There were no signs of saints attaining sainthood, nor any oppressive aura from saints, and the primordial world returned to peace.

"Master is back." Yaochi pulled Haotian and ran down the mountain. A dusty old man in purple robes walked down the mountain with a somber expression, sighing as he went.

"Haotian, I must immediately go into seclusion. I will only consider taking you as my disciple after I have attained enlightenment."

Haotian's expression changed slightly: "Is Master injured?"

"There are some, but I really can't delay any longer," Hongjun said hastily.

"May I leave the mountain?" Haotian blinked.

Hongjun paused, then pointed a finger at Haotian's forehead, and a beam of white light descended from the auspicious clouds: "Protect yourself."

He then transformed into a purple light and rushed into the Purple Cloud Palace, slamming the gate shut.

Haotian's expression was extremely solemn. For Hongjun to be in such a hurry to go into seclusion, something major must have happened. There were even some things he hadn't had time to explain, which cast a shadow over Haotian's heart.

As for taking him as a disciple, Haotian wasn't in a hurry. After all, Hongjun had personally guaranteed several times that he would definitely fulfill his promise. His master wasn't like those two from the West.

With his eyes closed, Haotian sensed the purple mark in his sea of ​​consciousness. His mind trembled. He could feel that the mark contained powerful energy, enough to deal with ordinary Primordial Golden Immortals.

The small white flag in front of him made him tremble. It was the Western Plain Cloud Banner, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and one of the five innate banners.

These five innate flags are all transformed from the five lotus leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus. They all have the effect of repelling all evil and being impervious to all magic. The most important feature of the Plain Cloud Banner is that it is filled with wondrous phenomena and illuminates the heavens and the earth. The defensive power of these five flags is extremely strong, only under the lotus platforms transformed from the lotus seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus.

Hongjun gave him this item so that he could protect himself.

"Haotian, are you going to come out of the mountains?" Yaochi frowned as she looked at Haotian.

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"Yes, now that the three races have fallen, the highest level of cultivation is probably only the innate gods and demons at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. With my cultivation, I am not afraid of encountering any powerful enemies."

"Then you have to take me with you," Yaochi said expectantly, blinking her big eyes.

Haotian pondered for a moment. Yaochi was only at the late Taiyi stage. Although there were innate gods and demons of this level in the prehistoric world, they were probably all in seclusion in their Daoist temples. Those who could travel in the prehistoric world were probably all Daluo Golden Immortals.

"Yaochi, you should stay in the mountains and cultivate." Haotian turned his head away from Yaochi's expression. "Have you forgotten that last time we went out of the mountains, we still needed Master's protection? If the two of us go out, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

"Besides, you haven't even broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal level yet. Don't you want the master to take you as his disciple?"

Yaochi looked somewhat troubled. She wanted to go to the prehistoric world to play, but she also wanted to become a disciple of the master.

"How about this, you focus on your cultivation, and when I come back I'll bring you a new spiritual root and make you some new desserts, okay?"

Yaochi's eyes lit up: "We need to make more."

"Okay." Haotian chuckled, "So easy to coax."

"Then take this spiritual treasure with you." A white bead slipped from Yaochi's sleeve. "The Yin-Yang Beads combined make a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Take it with you for self-defense."

Haotian patted her head and laughed, "Alright, go and cultivate. With the Master here, Jade Capital Mountain is the safest place."

"Then you should leave. I'll continue my cultivation after you leave." Yaochi sighed sadly, which made Haotian's heart swell slightly.

"Alright." Haotian agreed firmly. A streak of light disappeared in an instant. He arrived at the foot of the mountain and saw Yaochi still standing in front of Zixiao Palace. He waved his hand and walked out of the formation.

Yaochi's eyes reddened slightly. Haotian had left, and they were going to be separated again. She wiped away her tears, turned around, and flew towards the Peach Garden. She also needed to cultivate diligently so that she wouldn't let Haotian leave her behind again next time.

Haotian, who had stepped out of the formation, stopped and bowed towards the mountain. Then he summoned a golden cloud that stood in the void.

Now that the three races have fallen, the spiritual energy in the world is no longer filled with malevolent energy or calamity energy. As long as one practices cultivation, one can absorb it. Haotian stood on the cloud, deep in thought, wondering where to go first.

After a moment, Haotian's eyes flashed. Why not go to the East Sea first? After all, the only people he was familiar with in the prehistoric world were the dragons. As for his three senior brothers from Kunlun Mountain, they might also be out looking for opportunities.

If they are destined to meet, they will.

A golden light streaked across the void and flew towards the East Sea. The primordial world is truly vast. Even though Haotian is already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, it still took him a thousand years to reach the East Sea.

Looking at the sea, which was exactly the same as before, Haotian took a deep breath of spiritual energy infused with the essence of water. No matter how powerful the Ancestral Dragon was, after his fall, the East Sea remained the same, so vast that he could not see the edge.

Without attaining the Dao and becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal, one remains insignificant in the primordial world.

Having gathered his thoughts, Haotian made a move and fled into the sea. The law of water made him feel right at home here. However, there were far fewer dragons in the sea, and the number was far less than when he first came here. Even the entire Crystal Palace was empty.

As for the guards protecting the Dragon Palace, they are no longer at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, but rather shrimp soldiers and crab generals at the Xuan Immortal realm.

Haotian sighed and revealed himself: "Who is the master of the Dragon Palace now?"