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

Ten thousand years later.

In the beginning, all was peaceful and prosperous, and all living beings in the world enjoyed their own unique joys.

The biggest focus of attention in the world right now is Chenxiang, the son of the Third Holy Mother, who is going to have a decisive battle with Yang Jian, the God of Justice, outside the South Heavenly Gate. If he wins, he will tell him the whereabouts of Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother of Mount Hua, and Bo Huang, the Sun Emperor.

For the past ten thousand years, Chenxiang has been slaying demons and monsters throughout the Three Realms, practically plowing through them all, and even the Underworld is conducting a thorough investigation.

It is said that Chenxiang seems to have become a disciple of Sun Wukong of Huaguo Mountain, and was taught to replicate his past experiences. He once entered the underworld while chasing a demon, and coincidentally, the underworld was under martial law at that time, and was conducting a full-scale investigation of the three realms to see if there were any more cases of killing true spirits.

Chenxiang rushed in headfirst, but was slapped out by Yang Jiao, the chief of the Wu tribe, who was also Chenxiang's maternal uncle. In a way, this saved him.

Since the Heavenly Emperor made the punishment of Yang Chan and Bo Huang public, all beings in the Three Realms began to behave themselves with humility. Not only did they dare not violate the Heavenly Laws, but they all became moral cultivators, and the atmosphere in the prehistoric world was excellent.

Even those who practiced evil arts and demonic paths began to hide. Fortunately, Chenxiang had Lu Er, the Six-Eared Macaque, as his master, who told him in an unknown way where the evil demons were hiding, which allowed Chenxiang to plow through the Three Realms.

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The Jade Pool Wonderland.

Haotian Yaochi sat calmly on the imperial throne, with Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, Kong Xuan, Jinpeng, Lu Er, and Sun Wukong lined up below him in order.

"Just come in, what's with the formalities!" Haotian glanced outside the hall, and Xuantian smiled awkwardly before entering and bowing.

"Your Majesty, I was afraid of disturbing your important business." After all, your father was furious about what happened to your cousin Yang Chan ten thousand years ago, and even I didn't dare to get close.

Haotian chuckled: "What important matters could I possibly have?"

After sitting down, Xuan Tian said solemnly, "Father, the Zhou Tian Star Lords are descending to the mortal realm one after another, but there are still fifty who are unable to break through. The Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends have agreed to descend to the mortal realm together at the end of the dynasty to support the Dragon Court."

"Then let's wait." Haotian sighed. Even though the primordial origin had improved and cultivators could break through more easily, some people were simply limited by their natural talent and could not break through.

Yaochi seemed to be deep in thought. Her senior brother was not in a hurry and did not have the idea of ​​replacing Zhou Tian Xingjun. That meant he had other plans, but the time was not right yet.

"You didn't come here to talk about this, did you?" Yaochi nodded slightly, and Xuantian shrank back. He had just taken this opportunity to come and see.

The Empress's confinement period has ended, but she seems to have come to some understanding and has not yet left her seclusion. He must keep a close eye on her so that he can report this matter in the future.

Having watched over the reincarnation of the Star Lord in the mortal realm for so many years, he hadn't seen Chenxiang much, but today...

"Cousin, Chenxiang has already arrived outside the South Heavenly Gate. What are your plans?"

Yang Jian looked at the opposite side with a helpless expression, while Kong Xuan and Jin Peng exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

Just as Lu Er was about to speak, Zhong Lang and the other nine people also came in from outside the hall: "Your subject pays respects to Father Emperor and Mother Empress."

Haotian Yaochi nodded slightly and looked at Yang Jian: "You two should discuss it with Erlang!"

"Yang Jian, you must not use your Heavenly Eye!" Lu Er shouted directly.

"Even a three-pointed, double-edged sword should have its power restrained," Sun Wukong added.

Zhong Lang then spoke up: "Even the Smallpox Miracle Flag won't work."

Xuan Tian couldn't help but chuckle, then looked at the person at the head of the table and asked, "Father, do you intend to let my cousin win or lose?"

What do you think?

Xuan Tian choked for a moment, then sighed, "Cousin, let's not use the silver bullet and golden bow anymore."

Yang Jian looked around and said, "I might as well just use my mouth!"

Yang Jiao exclaimed in surprise: "You are not allowed to use your imperial words!"

What if my nephew really beats me to death?

Yang Jian's face darkened instantly: "As long as his cultivation isn't sealed, Chen Xiang will never be a match for me. I'm not only his uncle, but also the Heavenly Court's God of Justice."

"Senior Brother Lu Er, Monkey King, I might go easy on you, but I would never intentionally lose."

Sun Wukong scratched his cheek: "That brat Chenxiang still has some undigested pills in his body, True Lord, you must be careful!"

Yang Jian took a deep breath: "You monkey used to be the main character, but now you've become a spectator."

"Back then, I didn't know anything!" Sun Wukong waved his hand. "Tell the Howling Celestial Dog and the Iron-Beaked Divine Eagle to take it easy too."

Yang Jian's lips twitched: "He's at least a mid-stage Great Luo Immortal. Although ten thousand years isn't a long time, there's no need to worry so much."

"Your reputation as a war god is so great, who would dare to be careless? Only that silly boy Chenxiang knows nothing." Sun Wukong curled his lips. Chenxiang was brought into the Yunhua Great World when he was a child and grew up like an ordinary person.

The seal on his body was not lifted until he came of age, and he was then sent to Flower Fruit Mountain. Over the years, he has been a beloved member of the group, and even his master, Bodhi Saint, has given him some pointers.

His Majesty's current motivations are twofold: first, to watch the play, and second, to prevent these people from creating an enemy like Yang Jian because they fear that Yang Chanbo Huang has spoiled Chen Xiang.

Yang Jian did not disappoint. While Chenxiang was fighting demons and monsters in the Nine Provinces, Yang Jian even sent his trusted men to cause him trouble and force him to grow stronger.

"Your Majesty, Chenxiang is challenging us outside the South Heavenly Gate." Nezha, clad in red lotus armor, reported from outside the palace, his feet resting on his Wind and Fire Wheels, revealing the aura of a quasi-saint and great supernatural being.

Yang Jian bowed: "Uncle and Aunt, Erlang will be going now."

As he strode away, everyone looked on with anticipation. Here, their cultivation levels prevented them from using the Round Light Technique. Haotian chuckled, and with a thought, the void began to ripple, condensing into a water mirror.

Yang Jian had already left the South Heavenly Gate and saw Chen Xiang dressed in white, holding an axe in his hand. The axe that was originally used by Laozi to chop wood in the Tushita Palace had been upgraded to a post-natal treasure by Lu Er and Sun Wukong through Yun Zhongzi.

Chenxiang was handsome, with a touch of green in his hair, but his eyes were full of sharpness. Yang Jian nodded inwardly, thinking that he had inherited his third sister's appearance, and there was a resemblance between his eyebrows!

The disciples trained by the two monkeys did indeed have a fearless nature.

Seeing that he was about to speak, Yang Jian slashed at him with his sword. The weapons clashed, magic power radiated, spiritual energy surged, and the sharpness of the blade tore apart the surrounding clouds.

Chenxiang didn't expect his second uncle to start attacking without saying a word, but he could only do his best.

"Not bad, solid foundation, enough to challenge the peak of the Great Luo realm." Zhong Lang and the other nine nodded.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian not only had a higher cultivation level, but also a more solid foundation. He had been steadily working at the peak of the Great Luo realm for tens of thousands of years, and he could easily challenge opponents of higher levels. Moreover, he was the successor of the Chan Sect appointed by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"Why is Yang Jian still using the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique!" Sun Wukong was somewhat dissatisfied. Although he hadn't unleashed the full power of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, at this rate, Chenxiang would probably have to use his divine beast form in less than ten moves.

Yang Jian was in complete control, while Chen Xiang struggled to defend himself. Suddenly, layers of black mist rose from the void, and the flames of death spread, as if even the sun and starlight had been dyed black. Chen Xiang transformed into a divine bird and swooped down on Yang Jian.

"Youyang Mingyu." Zhong Lang and the others had complicated expressions. The Golden Crow brings light, but Chen Xiang's Xilian Golden Crow has strong vitality but not strong destructive power. This kind of death beast is somewhat incompatible with the Golden Crow.

"Chenxiang, you dare to come to the Heavenly Court to declare war, which shows you have some guts!" Yang Jian cleaved him in two with a single strike, took a few steps back, and his voice echoed throughout the prehistoric world.

"I will not use my Heavenly Eye, Heavenly Flower Falling Flag, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, or Silver Bullet Golden Bow. I will only use one move. If you cannot withstand it, do not blame me for disregarding our uncle-nephew relationship and capturing you back to the Heavenly Court."

A series of divine thoughts intertwined in the void, all somewhat complex. They were not using anything. They wanted to see what trump cards Yang Jian had left, since he had even abandoned his usual spiritual treasures.

The Netherworld Phoenix flapped its wings and spewed out a jade lotus-shaped divine lamp from its mouth, radiating boundless power.

"Is Erlang going to use the Golden Word technique?" Yang Jiao looked somewhat anxious, while Lu Er and Sun Wukong also looked at the Water Mirror with concern.

Suddenly, Yang Jian's fierce shout rang out, shaking the clouds in the void and causing them to scatter: "Heavenly Cloak!"

"Cough cough—" A violent cough came from the emperor's throne. Yaochi laughed so hard that she couldn't even put her teacup down properly, and the tea spilled onto the imperial table.