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

As Haotian gently called out, Longji walked from Yaochi's side to the front and bowed to Pangu: "Longji, the eldest daughter of the Heavenly Emperor, pays respects to the Great God Pangu."

"The Laws of Creation, the Seventh Heaven of Primordial Chaos!" Pangu exclaimed in admiration, "Truly, the younger generation is to be feared!"

"Great God, you flatter me. Just as you said, I am also benefiting from my background." Longji smiled and pursed his lips. The Creation Pearl flew out, and a world appeared. Except for being smaller, it was no different from the Primordial World.

Haotian smiled and said, "Great God, you are the creator god of the primordial world. We owe you a debt of karma from birth. I helped the primordial world ascend to the Eternal True Realm, but it damaged your Great Dao. I can only make up for it in a little way."

"This world was created by Longji using the power of the Void. Great God, you should know what this is. This world has everything that the Primordial World has. Longji gave it new life. After I infuse it with the power of Heaven, Earth and Man, Great God will receive a miniature version of the Primordial World."

"The laws and the wisdom of all living beings are contained within it; the great god's efforts over the years have not been in vain."

"You've put your heart into this." Pangu's expression was complicated. He hadn't expected to gain anything from this. He thought all his hard work over the years had gone down the drain.

He created the world to evolve the Great Dao. The wisdom of all living beings is endless. The Great Dao of immortals, Buddhas, Confucians, witches, and demons is now contained within the primordial world, which shows that his choice was correct.

As the one who controls the world, the more power he has, the stronger he becomes. Otherwise, he could have simply created the world and left, since he was born with the power to create it.

Haotian smiled calmly: "Without the great god, we would not have the opportunity we have today."

The world that Longji evolved using the power of Guixu was the same as the primordial world. Except that there were no living beings, the laws were copied and pasted, only weaker and lacking in energy. But this was not a big deal for Pangu, and these were not what he wanted.

This world follows the same process as the primordial world, allowing him to witness its destruction, at which point the Great Dao of Pangu will naturally be complete.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist." Pangu cupped his hands in thanks.

"You're too kind, Great God." Haotian turned away, refusing the bow.

Pangu did not insist. He reached out and grabbed, and seven rainbow lights fell, connecting with the seven princesses, Hong'er and Cheng'er. The auras of the seven princesses immediately increased rapidly, and their Dao foundations at the peak of Quasi-Saint level were continuously strengthened.

"Thank you, great god." The seven women bowed with joy on their faces. At this moment, they were all equivalent to the eighth-grade three-flower aptitude.

Pangu shook his head. This was his law, allowing the seven to inherit a portion of their destiny from birth: "I was merely doing a favor by going with the flow. As for the Grand Luo Golden Immortals of Hunyuan, you should prove yourselves."

Haotian chuckled. Zi'er and the other six could now be considered as Chaos Gods born from Chaos.

"Let me infuse the Great God with the power of three paths."

"Let's wait a bit," Pangu stopped them. He glanced at the Three Pure Ones, "Your ability to adapt the Great Dao to the changes in the world is gratifying to me. So please, Your Majesty, help me transfer the power."

"Has the Great God made up his mind?" Haotian asked solemnly. "You can stay here and break through before leaving."

"No need." Pangu shook his head. "I have governed the chaos for countless eons, and have long since elevated my own Great Dao, instead of just relying on the will of chaos to roam freely."

He weighed the replica of the primordial world in his palm, and said with a sigh, "This is enough. You should know what it takes to become the Great Dao."

The saints instantly perked up their ears, and even the suppressed Demon God of Destruction and others had a glimmer of light in their eyes.

"Evolving chaos on its own." Haotian raised his head, a smile playing on his lips. This chaos was the Dao, encompassing everything.

Pangu's gaze swept over the Three Pure Ones and the group of Ancestral Witches: "You should all follow the Heavenly Emperor!"

"So, Great God, you're leaving all of you fellow cultivators to me, and seeking liberation alone?"

"You yourself said you are the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, so they are your responsibility," Pangu said with a half-smile. "Besides, your ambitions are too great; why should I stay here to be suppressed by you?"

He was somewhat annoyed as he spoke, wondering why he had to suffer from that essence and primordial spirit, only to be entangled in karma again.

Haotian raised an eyebrow but didn't argue with him. Pangu wanted to prove the Dao, not to dominate. However, his master probably thought the same thing!

"Please wait a moment, three senior brothers," Haotian shook his head, "Let's deal with other matters first."

Pangu was taken aback, and he and the other sages looked at the Destruction God, whose face was filled with despair. Haotian chuckled, "You all have such bad memories. Isn't there another Demon God in the primordial world?"

"Didn't Luo Hou say he was going to leave it to Master to deal with?" Tongtian asked in confusion.

Haotian was speechless for a moment. Yuanshi gave him an elbow strike and told him to wait in the back.

"Very well, since we didn't get to see the true form of the Father God back then, we should pay our respects now that we have the chance." Lao Tzu chuckled and stroked his beard, and the sages suddenly understood.

Over the years, under the leadership of the Heavenly Emperor, the Primordial World has been constantly ascending in dimensionality. They have all been living too smoothly and have completely forgotten that there is a Time Demon God waiting for the Primordial World to be destroyed!

Pangu was also a little embarrassed; he had forgotten too!

Haotian raised his arm, his three fingers on his well-defined hand coming together, and gently pinched it into the primordial world. Then, without breaking a sweat, he lifted it up. The saints felt time begin to flow in the chaos, with rivers rushing by and crystal-clear flowers of time falling.

Zhulong's aura continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through a new realm by gazing at the profound power of time.

An aged demon god lay in the river of time, his eyes closed, his head resting on the scales of fate, his hands on his abdomen, and the sands of time slowly flowing above him.

"Hey, wake up!" Haotian flicked his finger, making a loud snap on the head. The Time Demon God's body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see more than a dozen heads.

Could it be that the time for the destruction of the primordial world has come? Why didn't he sense the aura of calamity? Upon closer inspection, he saw the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, another one—Pangu.

"Fellow Daoist, it's been a long time." Pangu waved with a smile. The Time Demon God felt as if he were in a dream. Had Pangu not died, or had he traveled through time and returned to the Chaos Era?

Haotian, also smiling, looked at the Time Demon God, who was in a daze: "Fellow Daoist, I'm sorry to disappoint you. The Primordial World will be upgraded to the Eternal True World. I awakened you this time so that you could see the Great God Pangu one more time."

The moment was filled with utter horror; the river of time surged with towering waves, a testament to the turmoil within him.

"Die now that you've seen it!" Haotian pointed his index finger, and Shichen's expression froze instantly. His body crumbled inch by inch, merging entirely into the river of time.

Seeing the Heavenly Emperor with a gentle smile on his face, yet without blinking, he killed the Time Demon God, a former great enemy of the primordial world, all the saints fell silent in fear.

"Here you go." Haotian tossed a Time Crystal to Zhulong, then kept the rest. "These are for Senior Yangmei."

He pushed the river of time back, and the primordial world seemed to ripple, but then there were no more strange phenomena. Yaochi caught the scales of fate and the hourglass of time that were thrown to her, and casually handed them to Longji to play with.

Haotian turned to the God of Destruction, his tone devoid of any warmth: "Your turn!"