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

"Greetings, senior brothers, junior brothers and sisters." The woman in colorful palace attire stepped into Zixiao Palace and bowed to the people on the futon. Did these people arrive so early?

"Junior Sister/Senior Sister." Haotian and the others turned around and returned the greeting, looking at Fuxi and Nuwa with surprise, "Why didn't Senior Sister come with Fellow Daoist Dijun?"

A strange light flashed in Nuwa's eyes: "My brother and I set off from Buzhou Mountain, while Fellow Daoist Dijun and the others must have come from the Heavenly Court."

Sanqing nodded and said nothing more. Then, Jieyin Zhunti arrived. Haotian was quite satisfied. These two guys knew the rules and did not arrive at the same time as the other cultivators.

One after another, figures entered the Purple Cloud Palace. Most of them were cultivators at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. As Di Jun Taiyi arrived with great momentum, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

With nearly a hundred Grand Luo Golden Immortals, the demon race has truly reaped considerable benefits from the good fortune of recent years. There are also five hundred Taiyi Golden Immortals. It has to be said that Zixiao Palace has now almost become the domain of the demon race.

Many powerful cultivators fell silent for a moment, then paid their respects to Di Jun. After all, he was the emperor of the demon race, and judging from his aura, he was already a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. They had to give him face. Meanwhile, Di Jun's subordinates also talked with other cultivators, inviting them to join the demon race.

After all, the primordial world is vast, and there is usually no chance to see so many Great Luo Golden Immortals. Seeing the chaos in Zixiao Palace, the Three Pure Ones' eyes flashed with annoyance, Haotian's face also darkened, and Nuwa was terrified, and could only sigh.

Recruiting people for Zixiao Palace was originally Dijun's idea.

The number of cultivators in Zixiao Palace is increasing, including Hongyun Zhen Yuanzi, Styx Kunpeng, and the Queen Mother of the West...

Haotian chuckled inwardly. Kunpeng had arrived so early the first time, only to have his prayer mat snatched away. Now he was only moving at a moderate speed. He blinked. Kunpeng and Yujiang seemed to have been startled by him. They cupped their hands in greeting and then looked worried.

Looking at the cultivator behind Kunpeng, this guy is doing quite well in the North Sea. His power has increased since he investigated the previous forces. Dijun is now looking at the North Sea forces as if they were precious treasures.

Another commotion broke out in Zixiao Palace. Dongwanggong, holding a golden dragon-headed cane, arrived with the celestial court's entourage, looking quite pleased with himself. Dongwanggong and Dijun exchanged a glance, then casually looked away.

Haotian sneered inwardly. The Eastern King Duke had already walked to the Western Queen Mother's side and kept trying to persuade her, but the Western Queen Mother remained unmoved. He clearly saw a ruthless glint flash in the Eastern King Duke's eyes.

Really looking for death!

"clang--"

The golden bell rang again, and Zixiao Palace fell silent. Haotian glanced around and realized that over a hundred of the innate gods and demons who had come to Zixiao Palace for the first time had not returned; it seemed they had all perished.

The old man in purple robes appeared silently on the cloud bed. Haotian quickly composed himself and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Master."

The voices of the primordial gods and demons within the Purple Cloud Palace resounded powerfully: "Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

Hongjun gently waved his whisk, and a group of gods and demons were lifted up by the gentle force. Dijun and the others were filled with turbulent waves. They all had the strength of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, yet they still couldn't see how the Dao Ancestor appeared.

Hongjun's gaze swept over them one by one. When Dijun and the others met his gaze, their hearts skipped a beat, and they quickly lowered their heads. Even Dongwanggong did not dare to be presumptuous. They were able to unleash the strength of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal by relying on their luck. After all, the second lecture would be about how to break through, so there was no need to waste their luck.

"When one attains the Dao of the Primordial Golden Immortal, one's laws will be broken through, and one's own realm will also be broken through." As Hongjun's words fell, all the gods' eyes fell on the Three Pure Ones, even Nuwa.

"The second option is to break through bottlenecks by accumulating merit or by leveraging good fortune."

Immediately, many eyes gathered around Emperor Jun Dongwanggong.

"However, merit is hard to come by, and good fortune is even harder to come by!" Hongjun said expressionlessly. "What I am going to talk about today is the method of enlightenment that I created—severing the three corpses."

"Please enlighten us, Dao Ancestor." The gods' eyes gleamed, clearly they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Slaying the Three Corpses means sensing the three corpse worms in the primordial spirit. I divide them into good, evil, and self-obsession. Slaying the Three Corpses does not mean cutting off the physical body, but rather stripping these three obsessions from the depths of the primordial spirit."

"Severing one corpse signifies an advancement in cultivation, allowing one to break through from a Great Luo Golden Immortal to a Primordial Golden Immortal. I am now a Heavenly Dao Saint, so a Primordial Golden Immortal who has severed three corpses can also be called a Quasi-Saint Great Divine Power Master."

"May I ask, Master, what is the difference between a Heavenly Dao Saint and a Primordial Golden Immortal?" Jieyin asked suddenly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

The gods looked at him with displeasure. He interrupted the teacher's instruction of the Burning Technique during class (not really). How annoying!

"We'll talk about this next time." Hongjun glanced at him, and Haotian almost burst out laughing. This was the topic of the next lesson.

Hongjun's gaze swept over the gods, and he continued, "Sever your attachment to good and evil. Each of these can be combined with an innate spiritual treasure. Afterward, you will obtain a Three Corpse Incarnation that is no less powerful than your original self."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zixiao Palace fell silent. The gods looked on in astonishment as they looked up at Hongjun. What kind of divine power was this, to have an avatar just like the original?

"The Three Corpses Incarnations unleashed their power by harnessing the undying spiritual light within the innate spiritual treasure; you should understand this."

The gods instantly became agitated. The innate spiritual treasure was named for its innate indestructible spiritual light. Even if the treasure was damaged, it would eventually recover.

"If the Three Corpse Incarnations perish, the cultivator can recreate them," Hongjun added casually. Of course, this would take a considerable amount of time, but it was nothing compared to the cost of creating the Three Corpse Incarnations.

The gods had varying expressions. Some were overjoyed at the innate spiritual treasures, while others looked as if they had lost their parents. The few who had fought over the gourd at Buzhou Mountain looked at the Three Pure Ones with complicated expressions. They had long been taken in by the Dao Ancestor, and their attempt to seize the gourd must have been to sever their three corpses.

Di Jun, Nuwa, and the others sighed. In the matter of the Heavenly Court, they had thrown out three innate spiritual treasures, two of which were top-grade.

Taiyi, holding the Eastern Emperor Bell, asked with radiant confidence, "May I ask, Ancestor, what if you used a supreme innate treasure to sever the Three Corpses?"

"The higher the grade of the spiritual treasure, the stronger the Three Corpse Incarnations become." Hongjun closed his eyes and said this, and Taiyi immediately became happy.

The Three Pure Ones and Haotian Yaochi exchanged a silent glance. It seemed their master was determined not to discuss the matter of the same-origin spiritual treasures, and had made plans long ago.

But they have already had their chance; the other cultivators are irrelevant to them.

"Please, Dao Ancestor, impart the Dharma!" The gods bowed respectfully in unison, their expressions solemn. "We must learn such supernatural powers!"

Hongjun kept his eyes closed, and Daoist chants came from his mouth. A small golden flag rose behind him, flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground. Innate spiritual energy mixed with Daoist rhyme transformed into phantom images of spirit beasts, and the profound meaning of the divine power of severing the three corpses resounded throughout Zixiao Palace.

All the gods were immersed in the Dao, and the eight people on the futon also closed their eyes, constantly absorbing the Dao's essence.

Haotian's primordial spirit surged, and something was about to fall. A mirror light flashed in the auspicious clouds, and the two instantly merged.