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

Tongtian's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he felt extremely guilty as he felt the subtle gazes around him.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked displeased, while their elder brothers' gentle gazes only made it harder for him to bear.

This incident had nothing to do with them, yet because of me, my second brother, the Chan Sect, was sending his disciple to heaven. Although he was an outer disciple, he was still implicated because of me.

His eyelids trembled, and when he looked up, he saw Haotian's lips curl up, but he was stroking the Eight Views Palace Lantern and the Jade Void Palace Lantern in his hand, with an expression of waiting for his answer.

"Five hundred, this humble Taoist can send five hundred disciples to heaven." Tongtian closed his eyes, his voice trembling.

As a master, he had watched his disciples grow up. Sending away five hundred people at once was something he, as their master, had failed them in.

"How generous!" Haotian sneered. He knew that Tongtian was moved by Laozi Yuanshi, but in the end, he couldn't bear to part with his disciples.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Jie Sect, but at least 90% of them have problems, otherwise he wouldn't have targeted Tongtian like this.

He was given several chances, but Tongtian couldn't seize them!

"Xuantian is my own son, so it is only right that he should serve in the Heavenly Court. However, the Heavenly Court's Pill Hall is still lacking a person in charge. Unfortunately, my son has only learned a few superficial skills from my senior brother. I ask my senior brother to consider this matter."

"Senior Brother Yuanshi has agreed to send the outer disciples to Heaven, but that is far from enough. Let me do it myself: Nanji Zi, Huanglong, and Taiyi, go to Heaven to serve as officials."

Laozi and Yuanshi's faces turned ashen, but Haotian focused his gaze on Jieyin and Zhunti: "Maitreya has greatly offended me..."

"Your Majesty, Maitreya is the chief disciple of my Western Sect!" Jieyin stood up abruptly. Hongjun glanced at him, and he smiled awkwardly as he sat down. "Please, Your Majesty, consider our long-standing friendship and spare Maitreya."

"Isn't Nanji Zi the chief disciple of the Chan Sect?" Haotian asked, seemingly out of curiosity, completely ignoring the ugly expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face. "Since you are unwilling, then your Western Sect should hand over four of your personal disciples."

In his haste, Haotian raised his palm, indicating that he did not want to listen anymore.

Nuwa and the Three Sovereigns were astonished; this was truly a grand military review by the Heavenly Emperor!

However, if the Heavenly Emperor even needs the direct disciples of the three religions, then the five hundred disciples of the Jie Sect are probably far from enough!

Under Tongtian's uneasy gaze, Haotian smiled, without a trace of murderous intent, his expression exceptionally gentle: "The disciples of the Jie Sect disrespect the Heavenly Laws, and the Sect Leader's unwavering favoritism violates the Heavenly Dao..."

"The meeting at Zixiao Palace has concluded. I will personally lead the Heavenly Army and Generals to carry out the extermination of the religion."

"Senior Brother!" Yaochi's face was filled with shock, and the other saints also looked up in astonishment at these words.

"Heavenly Emperor, do you know what you're saying!" Laozi and Yuanshi's voices trembled; they simply couldn't believe their ears.

If the Heavenly Emperor himself intervenes, will the Jie Sect still have a chance to survive?

The emperor's personal expedition would undoubtedly brand the Jie Sect as traitors, causing Tongtian to lose face in the prehistoric world.

Even Zhunti, who was considered a disgrace to saints, did not receive such treatment.

"Shh!" Haotian put his index finger to his lips, stopping him from continuing.

Tongtian gritted his teeth, rising angrily. He had already noticed the strange look in Jieyin and Zhunti's eyes.

Although the Western Sect also suffered, it was far less disastrous than the Intercepting Sect.

"Heavenly Emperor, you've gone too far!" Tongtian drew his Qingping Sword and pointed it at Haotian.

"Third brother!" Yuanshi shouted angrily. No matter what, he shouldn't have made a move in Zixiao Palace.

"boom--"

A huge fist came into Tongtian's view, growing larger and larger in his pupils, before striking him directly on the forehead.

Tongtian staggered back two steps, then collapsed to the ground, feeling as if countless golden stars were flashing before his eyes. Even his Qingping Sword fell to the ground.

"Third Brother!" Laozi exclaimed, and together with Yuanshi, they helped Tongtian up, patting his face and rubbing his forehead until they finally woke him up.

"Big brother, second brother, he hit me." Tongtian looked at the two with teary eyes.

Laozi, the Primordial Beginning, was both angry and amused, while the others pursed their lips, not daring to laugh out loud.

Haotian laughed heartily: "Is it too much? I don't think so."

"Heavenly Emperor, how dare you act so recklessly in Zixiao Palace!" Yuanshi rebuked him upon seeing his smile.

Even he and his elder brother were wary of this and didn't help Tongtian take action, which instead allowed Haotian to gain the upper hand.

Jieyin and Zhunti nodded repeatedly, indicating their agreement with Yuanshi's words. When the two of them first came to Zixiao Palace, they were using the futon as an excuse to extort a primordial spiritual treasure from Haotian.

"Master, can't this disciple take action?" Haotian turned his head to look at Hongjun.

"Don't be ridiculous." Hongjun sighed helplessly, "This is the last time."

Jieyin and Zhunti were completely stunned. How could they be so biased?!

"I have already reprimanded him. You three, sit down." Hongjun smiled and looked at the Three Pure Ones. Tongtian couldn't even shed a tear.

Laozi, the Primordial Beginning, pulled Tongtian down, and he said indignantly, "Master is too biased towards the Heavenly Emperor."

"Is that so?" Hongjun's smile faded, his gaze fixed on Tongtian, as if he could see right through him. "You truly don't know why I didn't stop him?"

"As your master, I do favor Haotian. He has accompanied me for countless years and is the disciple who inherited my mantle. But you are also my personal disciple. Have I ever mistreated you?"

Haotian's fingers twitched slightly, and he exchanged a barely perceptible glance with Hongjun. It seemed that the two of them had indeed plotted against the Three Pure Ones.

But since nothing has happened yet, it doesn't count!

The two quickly became emboldened, and Tongtian shrank back, hearing Hongjun's angry roar: "If you don't deal with the blood feud, what do you plan to do? Make Taiqing and Yuqing bear the consequences for you?"

Laozi and Yuanshi's eyes flickered slightly. If things really got to a critical moment, they would step in to help Tongtian cut everything off!

"Master." Tongtian's lips trembled, unable to believe that his master also knew about this.

Hongjun sighed, "The realm above Hunyuan is still beyond my understanding, Tongtian's disciple!"

"Haotian, as the Heavenly Emperor, you are in charge of commanding the immortals and gods of the Three Realms. Do not kill them indiscriminately. They are, after all, your junior disciples and also disciples of my Xuanmen."

Before Haotian could say anything, Tongtian's eyes lit up with hope, and he kept echoing, "Master is right."

"Tongtian, your Jie Sect has too many problems, so I will help you this once."

"Thank you, Master. Please give your instructions." Tongtian was overjoyed. Even Haotian, the Heavenly Emperor, would obey his master's words.

Hongjun's gaze swept over the assembled saints, and he said leisurely, "The great calamity is coming, and it will inevitably affect the prehistoric world. At that time, all the immortals and gods of the prehistoric world will be at risk of perishing. As the Dao Ancestor, I can only bring them a glimmer of hope."

His auspicious cloud unfolded, and a stream of light fell, splitting into two treasures.

One item is an antique yellow silk scroll with jade scrolls on both sides, about ten feet long, with cloud patterns and talismans embroidered on the edges, exuding the aura of the heavens.

The other item was a wooden whip, three feet six and a half inches long, with twenty-one sections, each section bearing eighty or forty talismans, exuding a mysterious aura.