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

The Three Pure Ones looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, speechless for a long time, and even Zhen Yuanzi couldn't utter a sarcastic word.

After all, for the Dao Ancestor to bestow a token also signifies the Dao Ancestor's approval!

However, Buddhism is different from Taoism. Although the Taoist Ancestor was called the teacher of all Buddhas by these two, he did not personally transmit the Dharma.

With the endorsement of the Dao Ancestor, it will be easier for all living beings to accept the spread of the Dao in the prehistoric world in the future!

Hongjun chuckled. When it came to noodles, no one in the entire prehistoric world or even the chaos could surpass these two.

Luck, however, can't offer him much help now!

However, it was also a filial act by Haotian's disciple.

"Give me the Seven Treasures." Hongjun looked at Zhunti, whose eyes lit up. Seven streams of light immediately fell from the Seven Treasures Tree. He hardened his heart and broke off a branch.

Gold, silver, lapis lazuli, coral, amber, giant clam shell, and agate—the seven treasures manifested one by one, and the Seven Treasures Tree of Cundi merged these seven elements, which later became the Seven Treasures of Buddhism.

Hongjun glanced at him in surprise. He was quite generous, but when he thought about what he was going to do, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Disciple, lend me the Qiankun Cauldron for a moment."

With a thought, Haotian sent the three-legged, two-eared cauldron that broke through the chaos of the primordial world into the Zixiao Palace. Sensing the intense killing intent within the cauldron, all the saints turned their gazes toward Yaochi.

Hongjun glanced at it and nodded slightly. His Yaochi disciple hadn't been idle all these years!

He threw the Seven Treasures and the branches of the Seven Treasures Tree into the Qiankun Cauldron, and several more spiritual items flew out from his sleeve, making Yuanshi extremely envious. They were all excellent items for refining weapons!

Hongjun drew upon the power of the Heavenly Dao to refine it, and the illusory long river flowed down. In just a moment, a thousand years had passed within the Qiankun Cauldron.

Haotian clicked his tongue in amazement. Was this a method beyond that of a sage? Or was it because Zixiao Palace was his master's domain, allowing him to control the flow of time as easily as drinking water?

"Disciple, spare me a wisp of your life force!"

"What?" Zhunti exclaimed in disbelief. Why would he ask the Heavenly Emperor for imperial energy?

Without hesitation, Haotian separated a wisp of his aura and sent it into the Qiankun Cauldron. A noble purple-gold divine light soared into the sky, and the laws of the Emperor manifested, which could be called Emperor Qi.

Hongjun kept making hand seals. Haotian looked at him strangely. He could feel that the wisp of imperial energy was firmly imprisoned and there was no possibility of it dissipating!

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the saints, the Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly, and a golden light flew out, revealing seven-colored rays arranged in concentric circles – these were the Seven Treasures.

Zhunti's eyes flashed with divine light. He could sense that the seven halos were related to the Seven Treasures Tree. But the next moment, the divine light receded, and Jieyin Zhunti's eyes widened. The saints also had expressions of wanting to laugh but not daring to.

A golden statue is surrounded by golden Buddhist light, with the sound of Zen chanting and lotus flowers falling from the sky. It has a ushnisha (cranial protuberance) on the back of its head, broad shoulders and a straight back, and holds a Buddhist mudra in its hands. Its outer robe is engraved with Sanskrit scriptures, and its inner lining is the Xuanqiong Emperor's robe.

Countless tassels and necklaces cascaded down the hem of her dress, inlaid with Mani jewels and various crystals, their golden radiance, purple light, and Buddha's glow echoing each other, illuminating a distance of ten thousand miles!

This is indeed a standard Buddha statue, if one does not look at its face and examine it carefully with divine sense.

Jieyin and Zhunti murmured, their gaze fixed on the face of the Buddha statue. The face bore a resemblance to the Heavenly Emperor, possessing both the Buddha's perfect and solemn physique and the emperor's upright and majestic demeanor.

With eyes that were both compassionate and majestic, he sat cross-legged on a thousand-petaled purple-gold lotus platform. His right arm was adorned with a Vajra lapis lazuli armlet, one side engraved with the Buddha's seal for subduing demons, and the other with the pattern of a jade seal. A string of star-shaped prayer beads hung around his neck, each bead seemingly capable of evolving into a world.

Three celestial maidens, holding a canopy, a lotus flower, and a jade plate, appeared at any time, manifesting Buddhist light. A phantom of a heavenly palace appeared on the seven-ring halo, and an imperial mark was faintly visible between their brows, suppressing everything.

"Master..." Zhunti's voice trembled, his eyes filled with resentment. This disciple wanted Master to bestow a token, not to welcome back a Heavenly Emperor. Although this item was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and was connected to the Heavenly Dao, it held no appeal for him whatsoever.

Hongjun clicked his tongue. What's the rush? You have no patience at all!

He pointed, and another ring of purple light appeared behind the seven rings of light: "This is Boundless Light!"

Then, with a knowing look, Haotian understood. Golden light emanated, and nine layers of light descended, illuminating the Zixiao Palace: "This is Immeasurable Life!"

Jieyin and Zhunti trembled. In the darkness, a purple aura descended and connected with Zixiao Palace. Was this the fortune that their master had divided?

"This is the Buddha Indra, the King of All Buddhas, who reigns over all heavens." Hongjun gave a gentle push, without any pressure, yet the two had no choice but to accept it.

Indra, the evil corpse of the Heavenly Emperor, is called by this name!

Jieyin Zhunti gave a wry smile. His master had indeed bestowed a token, and was even more generous, sharing his own fortune. However, this Indra Buddha clearly intended for Buddhism to also serve the Heavenly Emperor as its master in the future.

The sages saw it clearly and couldn't help but sigh, "Are the Dao Ancestor and Senior Yangmei competing to see who is more protective of their own?"

Haotian looked at Jieyin and Zhunti and shook his head: "Indra, the Buddha King, is in charge of the Dharma Protector lineage. I remember you once thought of establishing the Eight Heavenly Dragons; let the Buddha King lead them!"

Jieyin and Zhunti rolled their eyes. It seemed that the Heavenly Emperor only wanted a title?

"What does Your Majesty mean?"

"The Heavenly Division is the core of the Buddha King. The Four Heavenly Kings and some other gods can be included in this Investiture of the Gods. The Dragon Division will be selected by the Dragon Clan. The Yakshas will be handled by Fellow Daoist Houtu. The Gandharvas will be handled by the Heavenly Court with the Incense Music Official. The Asuras will be handled by Fellow Daoist Styx. The Garudas can be found by the Phoenix Clan. The Kinnaras can also be separated from the Heavenly Court. As for the Mahoragas, Senior Sister Nuwa should have created the Python Clan."

"My two senior brothers, do you understand my meaning?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were startled. Seeing the meaningful look in Haotian's eyes, they both lowered their heads and replied, "As you command, Your Majesty."

The two had once plotted to create the Eight Heavenly Dragons, but were directly ordered to disband by an imperial edict. Now, with the Heavenly Emperor's golden words, the Eight Heavenly Dragons have been assigned, which also shows the Heavenly Emperor's attitude.

You may only accept what I give you!

"That's good. Indra, the Heavenly King, will not participate in the internal affairs of Buddhism." Haotian nodded, reassuring the two of them.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jieyin Zhunti bowed, his thoughts somewhat complicated. At least he had received the approval of his master and the Heavenly Emperor, so sharing some of his fortune was nothing.

Hongjun shook his head. If Haotian doesn't want to dominate Buddhism, then so be it!

"I have finished giving my instructions, but regarding the primordial world, when the great calamity comes, the human race must protect it and prevent excessive losses. You all understand what the protagonist of heaven and earth represents!"

The saints' expressions hardened: "Disciples understand!"

The protagonist of Heaven and Earth represents a portion of Heaven and Earth's will being bestowed upon them. Normal birth, aging, sickness, death, reincarnation, and rebirth do not consume much of their power. However, if they are massacred by external gods, it will undoubtedly weaken Heaven and Earth.

Especially when fighting demons, the Heavenly Dao is weakened, which could be a catastrophic disaster for them.

"Sages are not allowed to enter the primordial world!" Haotian said calmly, the destructive power of a Primordial Golden Immortal was too terrifying.

The saints nodded. Those below the saint level could be dealt with by the primordial immortals and gods, while the Grand Luo Golden Immortals of Hunyuan would be intercepted in the chaos.

"Then you should go back and prepare..." Hongjun flicked his whisk, about to shoo them away, but Yuanshi stood up abruptly, his gaze fixed intently on Jieyin and Zhunti: ...