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

Hongjun ignored their shock and sneered, "Yangmei, do you think my strength lies only in the Jade Disc of Creation? The Three Thousand Laws are my trump card."

Streams of light descended, empowering the three thousand innate spiritual treasures. Each of these treasures could enhance a cultivator's combat power, let alone someone like Hongjun, who could activate three thousand treasures and mobilize three thousand laws at once.

"This old guy is serious." Yang Mei felt the suffocating pressure. Haotian watched the confrontation without blinking. Whether it was the Dao of Space or the Three Thousand Laws, he could gain a lot from it.

"Go!" Hongjun said coldly. Streams of light rushed down like a torrent of spiritual treasures, heading straight for Yangmei. Haotian's eyes flickered. He saw many familiar spiritual treasures among them, each one more powerful than the treasure itself.

"Boy, watch closely, this is the true law of space." Yang Mei said solemnly, without turning his head away, but Hao Tian knew that he was talking to him. Clearly, Hong Jun's attack had put pressure on Yang Mei as well.

His body trembled slightly, and spatial power seeped out. Haotian seemed to see a giant willow tree growing into the sky. His body was empty, with only a huge space that could cover the world.

The willow tree continued to grow until the entire chaos was enveloped within it. Haotian wandered in this space, and a flash of silver light appeared in his eyes.

Only then did he suddenly wake up, only to find himself still in chaos. Yang Mei merely waved his sleeve lightly. Hao Tian blinked, and once again he saw the sleeve transform into a hollow willow that contained heaven and earth, gently flung towards the three thousand spiritual treasures.

There was no sound, no laws, no holy power; nothing happened. Haotian felt as if he had watched a silent play. The innate spiritual treasure entrusted by Hongjun with three thousand laws was lightly swallowed up by Yangmei's sleeve.

"The first thing to do in the laws of space is to contain." Yang Mei raised the corners of his mouth and turned his head to say to Haotian, then looked triumphantly at Hongjun, "Fellow Daoist, you have lost."

Hongjun smiled without saying a word, quietly watching Yang Mei's sleeves.

"boom--"

A huge explosion rang out, and Haotian felt a powerful impact rushing towards him in an instant. However, he remained calm, knowing that he could not escape this force.

"Haotian—" Yaochi's voice came from the edge of heaven and earth, and it was particularly mournful.

The purple light enveloped him instantly, and the impacts struck him like water droplets falling into the ocean, creating only ripples before disappearing. Haotian could sense that Hongjun was using purple energy to defend him, and he didn't know when he had left this method.

When clarity returned, Haotian only saw Yaochi rushing towards him. He comforted her by pulling her hand, then looked up and saw Yangmei standing in the chaos with a grim expression.

At this moment, Yang Mei's face was ashen, and the sleeve that had devoured the spiritual treasure had been blasted to shreds. Pieces of cloth were swept away by the chaotic energy and drifted down, while one innate spiritual treasure after another flew back to the boulder held by Hongjun.

"You're cheating! You're stealing! You're plagiarizing! You're shameless!" Yang Mei glared at Hongjun with hatred, then turned to Haotian, her finger seemingly traversing countless spaces, and struck Haotian's forehead directly. "Your Heavenly Heart Finger has certainly given this old man some inspiration."

Haotian's expression changed slightly, his eyes darkened for a moment, but he raised his eyebrows as if nothing had happened, snorted coldly at Hongjun, and turned his head away.

"You won't admit defeat?" Hongjun sneered. "Haotian was taught by me. What's wrong with me using his Heavenly Heart Finger technique?"

As he spoke, he turned to Haotian and said, "Ignore this old fellow. I merely borrowed the concept of your Heavenly Heart Finger and forcibly fused with the Three Thousand Laws to deliver a blow to him. This old fellow is angry."

"Without the help of the Jade Disc of Creation, I am still unable to gather all the laws into one place. It was you who gave me the inspiration."

He raised his eyebrows and gave him a hostile look. If it weren't for this attack, he would have won the battle, taken the three thousand spiritual treasures, and Hongjun would have had no choice but to admit defeat.

Haotian was stunned. He hadn't expected that his supernatural power would change the outcome of the battle. He could only force a smile. He couldn't afford to offend either of them, so what could he do?

However, he didn't come away empty-handed from this battle. Not only did his understanding of the laws deepen, but also...

He gently slid his fingertip down, and a silver light shimmered on it. The chaotic energy did not change in the slightest. With Hongjun Yangmei's keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that this was the application of the laws of space.

The chaotic energy was immense. Haotian was merely a Great Luo Golden Immortal. If this were in the primordial world, it would surely be able to tear through space.

"It wasn't in vain that I showed you this experience." Yang Mei was no longer surprised by Haotian's comprehension, after all, he had witnessed it several times before.

He glanced smugly at Hongjun, having comprehended the laws of space, which could be considered as having been taught by this humble Daoist.

Looking at the willow branch in his hand, he raised an eyebrow and pointed a finger, a profound Daoist aura landing on it: "This humble Daoist will give you a boost. In the future, as your cultivation improves, this green willow branch will also help you better comprehend the laws of space."

Hongjun snorted softly. It was ultimately beneficial to Haotian, so he didn't stop it.

"Thank you, senior." Haotian bowed, raised an eyebrow and winked at him, then snorted coldly at Hongjun, "Alright, I'm leaving."

Without waiting for Hongjun to say anything more, he vanished before their eyes. Hongjun curled his lip and sneered, "This old guy can't accept defeat."

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, and could only bow and say, "Your Majesty is divine."

Hongjun, in a good mood, lightly waved his sleeve, and the three of them reappeared in Zixiao Palace.

"You two have gained some insights this time. Go into seclusion for ten thousand years. I should also start preparing."

"Yaochi, stop looking." Hongjun chuckled, his eyes now shaped like magical treasures. "Don't worry, I'll prepare magical treasures for you."

"Thank you, sir." Yaochi blushed, after all, the shock brought to her by the three thousand innate spiritual treasures was too great.

Haotian shook his head, then pulled Yaochi aside and bowed, saying, "This disciple takes his leave."

Hongjun nodded slightly, watched them walk out of the main hall, and closed his eyes again.

"Haotian, Master has so many spiritual treasures!" Yaochi kept exclaiming in the quiet room, which made Haotian chuckle. "Master said he would prepare spiritual treasures for you, so there's no need to rush."

Yaochi muttered a couple of words: "Next time we go back to the prehistoric world, let's see if we can find any innate spiritual treasures. With Master's great fortune, the two of us are definitely not inferior."

"Good ambition, go into seclusion first." Haotian suppressed a laugh and tapped her forehead.

Yaochi rolled her eyes at him, sat on the futon and entered meditation, while Haotian waved his hand to set up a barrier, and touched his brow with his fingertip. The thing that Yangmei had left in his sea of ​​consciousness floated out.