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

Golden light traversed the East Sea, and after a hundred years, it returned to the primordial land.

Haotian stood atop the golden clouds, observing the myriad things of the primordial world with great interest. It was truly a case of the three races falling down, while all other races feasted.

The primordial land is now teeming with life, and cultivators of countless races roam the earth. Although battles occasionally break out, their cultivation levels are generally low, with most falling below the Golden Immortal realm, and they pose little threat to the primordial world.

Haotian looked up and saw that the sun star was still hanging in the void, casting light on the primordial world. He wondered what the two brothers were doing.

There are more innate gods and demons in the primordial world than before the three races declined, which shows that they have been constantly emerging over the years. I wonder how the old master is doing in his seclusion. He has been out for almost 20,000 years.

Yaochi, you must rely on your own cultivation to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!

A strange look flickered in Haotian's eyes. He turned and headed towards Buzhou Mountain, intending to make it the last stop on his trip, since he had spent far too much time on the Three Immortal Islands.

No matter what, he had to get back to Yujing Mountain as soon as possible.

……

"Such powerful pressure." Haotian wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed. He was not of Pangu bloodline, and the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler could not be exposed. As soon as he entered Buzhou Mountain, he felt the powerful pressure and could only rely on his physical body to withstand it.

However, in the midst of this arduous struggle, his physical body also improved considerably. Haotian's lips moved, but he could only sigh. He was a cultivator of the immortal path, so why had he started down the path of body refinement?

As Haotian circulated his internal magical power, the surrounding pressure vanished in an instant. He raised his head and looked at the summit of Mount Buzhou, which was some distance away. Perhaps only a physical body at the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal could climb it step by step.

Haotian relaxed and looked around. There were quite a few innate gods and demons who came to climb Buzhou Mountain, but before they had even reached a third of the way up, many cultivators had already given up.

Here, few cultivators fight each other. After all, all living beings in the primordial world have reverence for the Great God Pangu, not to mention that Mount Buzhou is the spine of the Great God Pangu.

Haotian glanced around and frowned slightly. Why was the Wu Clan nowhere to be seen? Could it be that they weren't in this area?

Mount Buzhou stands in the center of the primordial world. He simply chose a spot at random and began to climb it, so it's normal that he didn't see it.

However, the Wu Clan probably doesn't have the goal of dominating the prehistoric world yet. Haotian smiled slightly and continued climbing. Along the way, he collected a few innate spiritual roots, but they were only of medium to low grade. He didn't have any innate spiritual treasures.

That gourd probably hasn't been born yet; I wonder if he'll have the chance to get one when the time comes.

Haotian thought for a moment, then looked up and saw no one for miles ahead, so he had no choice but to continue on his way.

Golden light flashed alternately on his body. While sensing this towering will, Haotian kept pondering his own Great Dao Laws.

The emperor, who rules over all things and commands their submission, should also provide protection for all things!

Golden light flowed in his eyes, and his gaze was full of majesty, as if he had entered a state of enlightenment. The aura emanating from his body caused innate gods and demons below the Great Luo level to retreat.

The Heavenly Pillar stands tall and unmoving; an emperor should also possess such integrity: still as a mountain when at rest, and capable of causing the heavens and earth to crumble when in motion.

A strange aura enveloped Haotian, and his imposing presence gradually subsided. The Emperor's Law was no longer as sharp and overt as before, which would have made him the focus of all cultivators whenever it appeared.

But once the Emperor's Laws are activated, it is the moment when the Emperor is enraged by thunder, and all things should tremble in fear.

A fleeting look of desolation crossed Haotian's eyes, and his gaze became even more profound. At this moment, he seemed to have truly become an ordinary innate god or demon, rather than an unparalleled genius who had comprehended the laws of the emperor.

"This enlightenment has given me a new understanding of the laws." Haotian bowed towards the summit of Mount Buzhou, after all, he didn't know if he would ever have the chance to reach the summit. "Thank you, Great God, for helping me to achieve enlightenment."

"You're not bad, cultivator." A melodious voice came from the side. The white mist dissipated, and a woman in yellow looked at him with a smile. "So respectful... Pangu God, you're very good."

Haotian did not miss the pause in her address. He watched as her aura almost merged with Buzhou Mountain. Even though they were far apart, he could still feel the vigorous blood and qi power within her body.

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. I did not expect to fall into a state of enlightenment here. Thank you for protecting me." Haotian cupped his hands in thanks. After all, he had just fallen into enlightenment. It was impossible for this person to hurt him, but it would be easy to interrupt his enlightenment.

Of course, in the primordial world, unless there is a life-or-death feud, few people would do such a thing that harms others without benefiting themselves. However, this person here has helped him drive away the cultivators who came here, which can be considered as protecting him.

"I was merely curious because I saw you could sense the Heavenly Pillar." The woman in yellow waved her hand, smiling as she looked at him. "I haven't yet had the pleasure of asking your name, fellow Daoist."

Haotian chuckled lightly: "It was my oversight. I am Haotian. Greetings, fellow Daoist."

"Haotian." The woman in yellow blinked and looked up at the void, but unfortunately everything here was blocked by Buzhou Mountain. "Vast and bright Heaven, fellow Daoist, what is your Daoist name?"

"I am Houtu, greetings to Fellow Daoist Haotian."

"It really is you!" Haotian's pupils shrank. Why was this Ancestral Witch Houtu alone in Buzhou Mountain? Could it be that there were other Ancestral Witches around? Thinking of this, he didn't slow down and gave a slight bow: "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Houtu."

Houtu was dressed in a yellow palace gown. Haotian could also sense her aura. She was at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm, but she looked like she was about to break through. Her beautiful eyes had an innocent look in them, clearly indicating that she was not worldly-wise.

"Fellow Daoist, have you come to Buzhou Mountain in search of treasure?" Houtu asked softly.

"That's right." Haotian did not deny it. "Mount Buzhou is the pillar of heaven. My purpose is twofold: first, to search for treasure, and second, to pay homage to the will of the great god Pangu."

"You're quite an interesting person." Houtu chuckled. "Ordinary cultivators wouldn't directly say they're here to find treasure. They all use high-sounding excuses, and if they encounter any treasure, they'll fight each other."

"The Great God Pangu created the world and transformed into the primordial chaos. Everything in the world is the relic of the Great God. There's nothing wrong with wanting to find treasures. Who doesn't want to become powerful?" Haotian didn't care. When you're out and about, if you're not a top expert, you have to establish a persona for yourself. Who knows, it might come in handy someday.

"As for fighting over treasures, that's normal." Seeing Houtu's astonished expression, Haotian shook his head. "There are countless beings in the primordial world, but innate spiritual treasures are limited. This is an opportunity, and it may also represent the future path."

At this point, the battles for innate spiritual treasures are nothing compared to what will happen when the method of severing the three corpses is revealed. It is likely that wherever a spiritual treasure appears in the prehistoric world, there will be fighting everywhere.

Houtu seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this, and looked at Haotian with a strange gaze, making the latter's heart pound with anxiety. "Could I have corrupted this person?"

"What you say makes sense," Houtu sighed sadly. "I don't like fighting."

"Innate gods and demons are all independent individuals, naturally with their own ideologies. Fellow Daoist, there's no need to trouble yourself." Just as Haotian was about to continue persuading him, the sound of battle suddenly came from ahead. His ears twitched, and he seemed to hear a familiar voice.