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

Fifty thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, yet Penglai Immortal Island remained silent. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed and dripped down, various spiritual roots bore spiritual fruits, and the Three Lights Divine Water surged in the pond, constantly converging in several directions.

The banana trees, gourd vines, and blue and white lotuses were all growing steadily, while the aura of the golden-robed Taoist suddenly began to rise. His aura shook so much that even the innate spiritual energy began to dissipate, and several white lotuses swayed as if they were submitting.

The Great Luo Shackles shattered with a deafening roar, and layer upon layer of shackles vanished inch by inch. The vast and boundless primordial laws of the Emperor's Dao awakened from the depths of his soul. Golden Emperor's Dao divine patterns flowed around his body, traversing the void and suppressing all paths.

Haotian suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden beams shot out, disappearing upon contact with the water's surface. His pupils were pitch black, yet golden light flashed within them, and the majesty in his eyes caused even the innate spiritual energy to cease flowing.

"This is the Primordial Golden Immortal!" Haotian murmured to himself. As his voice fell, boundless imperial might emanated from his body, sweeping across the entire Penglai Immortal Island. Imperial energy condensed into a dragon shape, overlooking the three immortal islands, beneath which countless laws submitted.

Ten thousand years of silence, the Dao heart is clear!

Haotian's lips curled up, and all the laws he had comprehended in the past gathered below the Emperor's Law, as if providing resources for his growth.

With the breakthrough of the Emperor's Law, Haotian's cultivation has reached the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level. From now on, the Emperor's Path will follow him with a single thought, and he can use the Emperor's might to suppress all laws. His authority over the laws surpasses that of all Daluo Golden Immortals.

After all, the Emperor's Law comes with the Emperor's pressure. Haotian stretched out his palm and gently clenched it, and the innate spiritual energy began to flow again.

Haotian smiled gently, looking with satisfaction at the changes he had caused. "I am the Emperor, and everything must change according to my will."

The Primordial Golden Immortal is indeed quite impressive.

Unfortunately, his accumulated experience could only take him this far. A look of gratitude flashed in Haotian's eyes. If he hadn't become Hongjun's disciple, he would never have been able to break through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm at this time.

Master and disciple are bound by fate. Only now did he truly understand how much help he had gained by becoming a disciple. When he was hindered in breaking through his realm, the fortune belonging to Hongjun suddenly appeared on his body and provided him with assistance, which enabled him to cross the insurmountable barrier and successfully attain enlightenment.

Haotian sighed softly. No wonder the Heavenly Dao had tried so hard to prevent him from becoming a disciple. His master was indeed the first Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortal; his fortune was truly abundant.

"Thank you, Master." Haotian bowed deeply, looking towards the heavens. The purple-robed elder in Zixiao Palace had his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Junior Sister..." Haotian's gaze fell on Yaochi. Her aura was still increasing, but she had not yet reached the critical point. It would probably take tens of thousands of years for her to break through to the peak of the Great Luo.

Looking at the plain-colored cloud banner beside him, Haotian shook his head. Although he was a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he still had not yet mastered the Three Corpses and could only continue to reflect for a while.

However, his imperial laws cannot improve in the short term. An emperor can never be alone; he needs his own power!

A glint flashed in Haotian's eyes as he looked outside the Three Immortal Islands. He wondered how the Eastern King was doing and whether Dijun's demon clan had been established. Unfortunately, the Eastern King was personally appointed by his master, so he couldn't easily make a move against him.

Looking at the small Bai Ze statue in his hand, Haotian's divine sense surged, and he quickly received a response. The statue's eyes slowly gained light, and it bowed to Haotian: "Bai Ze greets Your Majesty."

"Are you still by Di Jun's side?"

"Yes, but at this moment I am all alone," Bai Ze replied respectfully.

Haotian stroked his chin and chuckled, "What are Dijun's plans?"

"Reporting to the Lord, Fellow Daoist Di Jun wishes to unite all the races of the prehistoric world into one race. He has already found ten cultivators at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm, and I have also been dispatched to allow other races to join."

"Oh, which tribe are you going to?" Haotian asked with great interest.

"The Tushan Fox Clan has always been known throughout the prehistoric world for its wisdom." Bai Ze shuddered. "This humble god knows the Lord's aspirations and will certainly share the Lord's burdens."

Haotian looked at Bai Ze with a smile: "So, what worries did you share?"

"We are ten cultivators in the late stage of the Great Luo realm. I have already persuaded Ji Meng and Shang Yang to defect. They will definitely obey the Lord's orders," Bai Ze said confidently.

Haotian nodded. Not bad. Ji Meng has a human body and a dragon's head, with wings on his back, and can control the wind and rain. Shang Yang has a blue wing and one leg, and is a spirit bird that can predict the wind and rain.

"These two seem to be related to the Dragon and Phoenix clans. Di Jun has quite the ambition. Has he ever set his sights on the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas?"

The statue of Bai Ze brightened slightly, as if it had grasped some meaning, and its voice became even more respectful: "Your Majesty is wise. Ji Meng is a descendant of the Ancestral Dragon, but his bloodline is not pure. Shang Yang belongs to the Phoenix Clan, but is only a member of the Four Seas Dragon Clan. I have never heard Di Jun mention him."

"However, Di Jun and Tai Yi have discussed Phoenix Perch Mountain. If a clan is to be established, disciples of the Dao Ancestor must be involved."

Hearing Bai Ze cautiously recount this matter, Haotian was not surprised at all. Nuwa, the Demon Queen Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the Human Race, you have to choose between the two.

Joining is fine; it will make it easier for me to control the human race in the future!

"Since you're going to the Fox Clan, prepare well. Duozhi is quite intelligent, so be careful when you try to win them over. By the time Dijun establishes his clan, you should have at least 20% of them under your control, understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bai Ze paused for a moment, but still agreed. He would have to be absolutely loyal, and he would put in a lot of effort. But he knew that following this master, a disciple whom even the Dao Ancestor would accept when confronting the Heavenly Dao, would have a brighter future than Di Jun.

"Be careful to distinguish them; those tainted by karma are absolutely unacceptable," Haotian instructed. Twenty percent is enough to support the framework of the future Heavenly Court. He doesn't expect every divine position to be filled, but at least his orders must be able to be passed down.

As for cultivators tainted by karma, the Dragon Clan is already sufficient. Haotian doesn't want the Heavenly Court to have its fortune used to cleanse the karma of its subordinates before it even has many people left.

"This humble god will certainly remember the Lord's command." Seeing Haotian nod, the light in Bai Ze's eyes gradually faded.

With a flick of his wrist, the statue was slipped into his sleeve. He was confident in Bai Ze's abilities; after all, this man was extremely adept at understanding people's hearts.

Haotian's eyes were deep. Dijun was almost ready. The ten demon generals had basically gathered. Once they contacted Fuxi and Nuwa, the demon race would probably be completely established.

It's just unknown whether it will happen at this ceremonial gathering or after the second sermon.

Yaochi was still not out of seclusion. Haotian looked at her, a moment of tenderness in his eyes. He should make preparations soon.

After Zixiao's second lecture, the prehistoric world is about to become completely lively!

With a flash of golden light, Haotian's figure disappeared from Penglai Immortal Island, and his figure reappeared in the East China Sea.

Several shadows swam on the seabed, and Haotian was momentarily stunned. Why were the dragons so anxious? Meanwhile, from the direction of Zifu Continent, a Heavenly Oath was proclaimed to the primordial world.