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

"This is the innate, indestructible Dao light." Yaochi looked at the lightning light held in Haotian's palm with some surprise.

"It was offered by the Chaos God. I don't know if it's because my luck has increased, but Chaos God just happened to offer this benefit." Haotian shrugged and said indifferently.

Yaochi frowned. What she said made some sense. Haotian didn't care, since he had already made up his plans for the future anyway.

"Senior Brother, are you going to fuse the undying light of the Thunder Dao into the Purple Cloud Sword?"

Haotian nodded, and a purple divine sword crackling with electricity appeared in his hand, emanating the aura of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Such a high-grade spiritual treasure is not precious to the four people present, but the significance it contains is very important - it was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor and is also in line with the name of Zixiao Palace.

Yaochi looked nostalgic: "Back when we were still novice disciples on Jade Capital Mountain, this was the first innate spiritual treasure bestowed upon us by our master."

Haotian paused, his lips parted, and told her about his master and Senior Yangmei's departure. Yaochi's body trembled, and a complex expression appeared on her face.

Just as she was about to get up, Haotian pressed her down with one hand and shook his head slightly. Since Master did not wish to say it outright, then they would keep it a secret.

"Never mind." Yaochi sighed, watching Haotian merge the Undying Dao Light into the Zixiao Sword, and a powerful pressure instantly spread out.

"Boom—"

Ten thousand feet of purple lightning surged and tore through the sea of ​​clouds. The divine lightning, purple with gold undertones, flowed with faint divine patterns. The arcs of electricity were condensed like blades and even exuded a sharp aura. Unlike ordinary lightning that scatters and surges, with purple mist filling the sky, the thunder was light and solemn, without any wild roar, but it had its own powerful pressure that could destroy the world.

As the primordial beings gazed upon the thunderclouds that blotted out the sun above the Thirty-Three Heavens, they all felt as if their souls were being locked in from afar. This seemed to be the thunder of divine punishment, annihilating and locking the Dao, cleansing evil spirits, and carrying the mighty power of the Heavenly Dao, pouring down with utter annihilation.

The streaks of light that had been rushing towards them also stopped in their tracks, their expressions extremely complicated. The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, created by Master/Ancestor Hongjun, is far more powerful than the Three Pure Ones Divine Lightning. Only the Heavenly Divine Lightning of the Great God Pangu can surpass it.

In this primordial world, only the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress received the inheritance.

"boom--"

Another small thundercloud appeared, cautiously probing, and sent down a bolt of lightning thinner than a hair, striking the Purple Cloud Sword before quickly disappearing, as if going through the motions.

Bai Ze of Tushan keeps his eyes closed and his mind at ease. Haotian Yaochi sees this and finds it both funny and sad. Oh, the way of Heaven!

However, it's understandable. That undying Dao light doesn't belong to the Primordial World. The Purple Cloud Sword was upgraded in the Primordial World, so the Heavenly Dao naturally had to mark it.

Normally, the Heavenly Dao would spare no effort to send down divine lightning. If the newly born innate treasure could survive the tribulation, then everyone would be happy. If it could not, it would mean that it did not have the fate of an innate treasure.

But the Heavenly Emperor is no ordinary person. If the Heavenly Dao dares to destroy the newly born Purple Cloud Sword, Haotian can dismantle it directly!

As the thunderclouds dispersed, Haotian looked with satisfaction at the Purple Cloud Sword floating in the void. The sword was three feet and seven inches long, and its entire body was surrounded by a crystal-clear purple light, as if it were forged from chaotic purple jade. Its base color was dark purple, and the sword body was filled with varying shades of celestial lightning. The spine of the sword was naturally engraved with innate thunder seals and celestial Dao patterns, and the patterns rose and fell with the light of the thunder.

The sword's hilt is shaped like a star ring and inlaid with a Purple Heaven Thunder Crystal, which activates the Heavenly Thunder Hub. The hilt is wrapped with innate azure cloud silk ribbons, and the scabbard is black with purple shimmering, with the scabbard body painted with the Heavenly Thunder Cloud and Nine Heavens Cloud Pattern.

When it was still, the sword was surrounded by a light purple mist, with a faint rumble of thunder. With a couple of casual swings, lightning bolts flashed at the tip of the sword, the sword's cry pierced the air, and a silent thunderous sound spread out. Bai Ze Tu Shan couldn't help but take two steps back.

This thunderous sound could actually penetrate the physical body and attack the primordial spirit.

Haotian noticed their movements and sensed them with his divine sense. A look of understanding flashed in his eyes. It was somewhat similar to the Ten Sounds Shocking the Gods Technique that he had created before. If a person below the level of a saint is disturbed by the sound of swords for a long time, even their Dao foundation will be shaken.

"Not bad, very good." Haotian nodded in satisfaction. The power of the innate treasure, the Purple Cloud Sword, was very strong.

Sensing the arrival of the saints who had returned after the divine thunder subsided, Haotian's gaze swept across the area below. Bai Ze and Tu Shan understood: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Hmm, you guys are too weak." Haotian shook his head, somewhat regretful. Bai Ze and Tu Shan were puzzled.

Yaochi chuckled mischievously, "How about choosing the Bodhi Tree of Guidance?"

"Forget it, we'll have to go all out to see its power." Haotian rejected the suggestion and looked outside the Heavenly Court. "Fellow Daoists, please wait for now."

The streaks of light stopped, and even Laozi and the other two in the Three Pure Ones Heaven looked on with suspicion. Didn't His Majesty have an extra innate treasure? What is he planning to do?

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, took a step forward, and arrived outside the South Heavenly Gate. Bai Ze and Tushan quickly followed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty and Your Majesty." One after another, the saints bowed and paid their respects. The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and Houtu, the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, Zhen Yuanzi and Kunpeng, and even the Queen Mother of the West and Xihe were all present. Each one was more respectful than the last.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan's cultivation is not weak; he's about to break through to the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm." Haotian's eyes lit up; he was perfect as a target.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty." Zhen Yuanzi was completely bewildered and didn't understand.

"Fellow Daoist, please do me a favor."

"Please give your orders, Your Majesty."

"How about you test out the formation for me?"

Zhen Yuanzi shuddered instantly: "Your Majesty, spare my life!"

The formation that could make the Heavenly Emperor so grand and elaborate must be extraordinary. Even a Saint of the Earthly Realm couldn't withstand His Majesty's attack!

"Even if I didn't personally intervene," Haotian said, speechless. Zhen Yuanzi looked utterly miserable. "Even the Empress's intervention wasn't enough!"

Not only are you two highly skilled in cultivation, but you also possess one treasure after another. We are truly on the verge of death if we even get a slight touch on it!

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry. It was a Quasi-Saint who made the move," Yaochi said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, since Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan is unwilling, why not let this humble Daoist... come with Senior Brother Jieyin?" Bodhi said with a fawning smile, his face full of anticipation. This was a chance to win favor, and he could also take a jab at Zhenyuanzi at the same time.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still pulled the guide along, who understood and quickly bowed and said he was willing.

Anyway, they can't break through their cultivation level before they fulfill their great vows. Besides, they are immortal and indestructible Heavenly Saints, so what are they afraid of!

Zhen Yuanzi glanced coldly at the two of them. Hongyun scoffed. His Majesty hadn't even mentioned why these two weren't fighting over the Quasi-Saint's move. Now they were trying to humiliate Zhen Yuanzi.

Houtu looked displeased. Zhen Yuanzi was a true saint, and it was not up to Jieyin Bodhi to step on him.

"Even if you two were willing, His Majesty would not choose you."

His Majesty loves to bully you all. If he could, would he let you off the hook?

Houtu thought to herself, but then she noticed a gaze that seemed to be smiling but wasn't, so she quickly lowered her head and remained silent.

Haotian chuckled and glanced sideways at Jieyin Bodhi: "You two are too weak. I'm afraid you'll kill me in one go, and resurrecting you would consume the essence of the Heavenly Dao."

The Bodhi disciple's face twitched, but he forced a smile and said, "Yes."

"Does Your Majesty favor my defensive strategies?" Zhen Yuanzi asked thoughtfully. "Should I first set up a grand formation?"

The saints choked for a moment. The last time the moral blackmail formation appeared was when the Heavenly Emperor killed the emperor and beheaded the saints, but His Majesty slapped it away.

"That's not necessary." Haotian waved his hand. "A fifth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm is not something a Quasi-Saint can handle. I just want to see the power of the great formation."

With a thought, four spatial gates opened, and several figures appeared in the void, quickly bowing down regardless of what they were doing.