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

"How could the Great Dao be stirred up!" This was the common thought of everyone.

Although the wisp of energy gathered at Haotian's fingertips was faint, it surpassed everything, even the two great laws of time and destiny were beyond its reach at this moment.

Haotian felt as if he were wandering in the endless laws of the universe, able to control the birth and death of chaos with a single thought. No matter how many laws there were, they could not shake a single eyelash of his. He was above all living beings. Chaos was destroyed and reborn, but he alone remained, watching the changing world with a smile.

In the eyes of the crowd, the Heavenly Emperor sat at the end of time and space, with the laws of the Great Dao flowing like a river. The Heavenly Emperor sat high on his throne, and with just a glance, chaos would be destroyed and reborn.

No matter how the river of laws roared or how the chaos surged, it could not stir up any waves, and even the hem of the emperor's robe would not ripple.

In an instant, all the strange phenomena vanished, but the center of the chaos remained the Heavenly Emperor. He was still wearing his imperial robes, his imperial crown intact, a cold smile on his handsome face, his eyes indifferent, and he pressed his index finger hard down on the river of time.

Myriad laws permeate the fingerprint, the world is born and destroyed beneath the finger, all power gathers at the fingertip without a trace leaking out, accompanied by the aura of the Great Dao, even more terrifying than the previous attack on Buzhou Mountain!

"Snap—Bang!"

The sound was like glass breaking, and the river water splashed everywhere, like fragments of a world splitting and coming together. For a moment, a look of pain appeared on his face, and a scarlet mark appeared on his fingertip. Haotian looked at the wound on his index finger in surprise. He had actually been injured!

"Not dead?" Hongjun asked solemnly. After waiting for a long time, no corpses flowed down the river.

"They escaped!" Haotian frowned, watching the lower half of the River of Time become illusory and then disappear.

His gaze was fixed on the distant future, as if he could see it through the long river of time.

Yang Mei shook his head slightly: "This guy dared to come, so he must have a backup plan. He wants to take advantage of our misfortune. If he could wipe us out in one fell swoop, that would be great. But we have three Chaos Treasures. He can't conquer the Primordial World, but he can't stop him either. Shi Chen is still as cautious as ever."

"Having absorbed the laws of fate, he is even harder to kill." Hongjun sighed. "He has concealed his future self."

"He is nothing but a wicked creature that was once cleaved to death by the great god Pangu. Since he is hiding in the future, he cannot appear now. When that time comes, I will crush him as easily as crushing an ant."

Hongjun raised an eyebrow and snorted lightly, glancing at Haotian with displeasure. "You brat, don't get caught up in the mess you made with the bamboo shoots. Weren't we killed by Pangu?"

Haotian gave an awkward smile; he had truly forgotten about it!

With a sweep of his hand, he grasped only half of the long river in his grasp. Time and fate were clearly separated, as if the suppression of time had been removed, and the two powerful laws began to separate again.

"Senior Yangmei should need this, right?" Haotian handed over the River of Time. As for the River of Destiny, he glanced at the three thousand worlds and decided that the two plans could be carried out simultaneously.

"Oh, thank you so much, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor." Yang Mei smiled broadly, carefully putting away these River of Time items that could only be called Time Crystals.

Even so, it was something that was difficult for him to obtain.

Hongjun stared intently at Haotian: "You can now invoke the Great Dao?"

As soon as the words fell, the chaos fell silent, as if even the primordial energy was too startled to move.

The topics they could have ignored were brought up like this, and not only the primordial saints, but even the chaotic demon gods were finding it hard to bear.

"Clang—"

Several demons actually fell to the ground, their lips parted but no sound came out.

Haotian remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "It doesn't count as the Great Dao!"

"call--"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, which was particularly noticeable in the silent chaos. Haotian didn't mind and continued, "The trump card of the Three Pure Ones is to merge like the Ancestral Witches. They will wield the Pangu Axe, and their strength will definitely rise above the Hunyuan level."

"But now that the demon god has shown up, and my strength has increased too much, I no longer need their backup plan. After I condensed the Emperor Seed, I have new ideas for the previously shelved actions."

Hongjun, watching as Buzhou Mountain re-entered the primordial world to support the heavens and earth, spoke softly, "Is your idea to use Pangu to command the Great Dao?"

Haotian gave an awkward smile, and everyone was speechless. The Heavenly Emperor had been so arrogant earlier: Why doesn't the Great Dao descend?

But once the Great Dao truly appeared, it immediately changed its appearance, becoming a demon god invading the primordial world.

Haotian snorted lightly. "I am indeed the Heavenly Emperor, but before the Great Dao, I am but a small calamity. I tried so many methods before, but none of them worked. Even when the Three Thousand Laws and the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man were gathered together, the Great Dao remained unmoved."

But that sense of spying gave him the idea to try his best!

He couldn't think of any other way except to use Pangu as a catalyst!

"All I can summon is that wisp of aura, probably not even a fraction of the power of the Great Dao, otherwise even the Time Demon God wouldn't have escaped!"

Hongjun raised his eyebrows and nodded. That was the truth. Back then, Pangu swept through three thousand demon gods with his own strength, cutting from the eastern road of chaos to the western road of chaos. Not a single demon god could withstand a single blow from him.

If Haotian truly received the blessing of the Great Dao, and Shichen still dared to run away, he would indeed bow down and worship as Haotian said.

"Just now, the Great Dao descended with divine light. In the future, when I try to draw upon the aura of the Great Dao, it will probably be just ordinary power, just like the Heavenly Dao in the past. However, the Heavenly Dao was powerless to resist, and the Great Dao was too lazy to care."

Haotian stroked his chin and spoke slowly.

"It's quite an achievement to have gained this much. If you break through to the Primordial Taiji, you'll surely be able to make further progress." Hongjun looked pleased; it was a good thing that his disciple had such an opportunity.

"That's right, but you should use this supernatural power sparingly, after all, it is the Great Dao." Yang Mei said meaningfully, and nodded his heart.

Haotian's actions were remarkably similar to the curse he received with the Seven Arrows of Nailheads. If a mosquito were to fly around aimlessly and couldn't harm you, you would find it amusing.

But as time goes on, impatience will inevitably arise. If one day a slap comes down, not only will Haotian be annihilated, but even the laws of the Emperor will be destroyed.

In the chaos, Haotian did not have a master like Hongjun, who was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, to protect him, unlike in the primordial world.

"Yes, disciple has learned a lot." Haotian's mind sharpened. This time it had indeed gone very smoothly, and he couldn't be too proud. "I'll treat this divine ability as a trump card. I have the Emperor's Heart Strike as my trump card, which is enough."

Hongjun nodded slowly. He had planned to tell Haotian after returning to the prehistoric world, but Yangmei spoke first.

Seeing Hongjun glance at him, Yang Mei was speechless. This guy felt that if he spoke directly here, it would offend Haotian as the Heavenly Emperor.

"Alright, clean up..." Yang Mei was about to say something to make amends when Yao Chi stepped forward gracefully, took Hao Tian's hand, and looked at him with heartache and a thoughtful expression.

Why did she feel a pang of fear? Her primordial spirit stirred slightly, as if an opportunity had arrived!

"Don't worry, it's just a drop of blood." Haotian chuckled reassuringly, but his brows furrowed quickly. This drop of blood couldn't be absorbed back!

He flicked his fingertips, and blood dripped into the chaos, exploding like water droplets, splitting into seven pieces that shimmered with the seven colors of divine light: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, transforming into seven gemstone pieces.

"Hmm?" Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, their eyes flickering slightly, as if they had thought of something.

A look of surprise flashed in Hongjun's eyes. Haotian Yaochi was the Chaos Jade Stone, and this drop of blood had turned into jade stone.

Nuwa, holding a red embroidered ball, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

"But why are there no signs of life?" Haotian lowered his head, noticing that even the chaotic energy seemed to deliberately avoid this thing.

Nuwa chuckled, "Yin and Yang unite!"

Yaochi squatted down to pick it up, but the seven precious jades seemed to sense something and turned into streams of light that entered Yaochi's belly. Soon, everyone sensed seven life auras.