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

"Fellow Daoist, you can try to escape," Yaochi said confidently.

This is on the Three Immortals Island. If it were in the primordial world, she wouldn't have been able to catch the Queen Mother of the West even with the Kunlun Mirror. But here, the Queen Mother of the West is like a fish on a chopping board.

A fruit basket flew out from Yaochi's sleeve, containing one yellow plum, ten peaches, and various other spiritual fruits. Haotian waved his hand, and a jade bottle was placed beside him: "These are enough to ensure that you, fellow Daoist, do not drop in cultivation level. You will recover in two or three Yuanhui."

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the spiritual treasures in the bamboo basket, a strange light flashing in her eyes. There were all kinds of them! As for that jade bottle and the Eight-Turn Golden Pill, she had personally seen Laozi of Taiqing give Haotian more than ten bottles of them. He was really generous.

Haotian noticed her gaze and smiled. His senior brother had practically swept through his Three Immortal Islands, picking all sorts of spiritual fruits. Leaving behind some pills was nothing.

They ran so fast probably because they ran out of stock and were in a hurry to get back to Kunlun to refine pills.

"I have no choice but to accept." The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath, her expression gradually returning to calm.

"Fellow Daoist is the head of the female immortals appointed by my master. The pure yang and pure yin origins are equally important to me and Yaochi. Unless absolutely necessary, I do not wish to take action myself," Haotian said softly.

The Queen Mother of the West remained silent. Yes, the King Duke of the East was even less popular in the prehistoric world than Emperor Jun. At least Emperor Jun had united all the races, while the King Duke of the East merely relied on his position as the head of the male immortals to try to recruit many powerful cultivators into the Immortal Court. Many fellow Daoists only refused out of respect for the Dao Ancestor.

Although she hadn't offended any other cultivators, possessing such a treasure was a crime!

"Since that's the case, then so be it, fellow Daoist." The Queen Mother of the West sighed, her pale white palm open, revealing a drop of dark blue liquid that shimmered with silver light. It represented the pure Yin of the origin of heaven and earth, capable of easily freezing time and space, and was the ultimate goal of every cultivator who walked the path of Yin.

Wisps of icy blue energy emanated from the Queen Mother of the West's body, and an icy blue storm instantly swirled above her head. The temperature of the Three Immortal Islands dropped in an instant, and Yaochi's face flushed as she stared intently at the Queen Mother of the West's palm.

The Lesser Yang Qi within Haotian's body also began to stir. In terms of rank, Pure Yin was indeed superior to the Lesser Yang of the Sun. The Pure Yang Origin in his sleeve became fiery hot. Haotian coughed lightly, and the barrier rose in response. The Pure Yin Qi was confined to the vicinity of the Queen Mother of the West and could no longer affect the Three Immortal Islands.

"Is this enough?" The Queen Mother of the West's voice trembled, her face was pale, and her tone was extremely weak. She pushed the ten drops of icy blue liquid in her palm forward, and the aura around her was unstable. She could not even maintain the pressure of a quasi-saint great supernatural being.

Four-tenths of the source material. A look of surprise flashed in Haotian's eyes. This fellow Daoist really knows how to handle people.

Yaochi was also somewhat shocked. Upon seeing this, she pointed her finger, and the nine golden pills in the jade bottle floated out and flew into the red lips of the Queen Mother of the West.

After taking the Eight-Turn Golden Elixir, a blush appeared on the Queen Mother of the West's face, and her aura gradually stabilized, though she was much weaker than when she arrived. After a long while, she let out a soft sigh: "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

"Consider this a karmic debt I owe you, fellow Daoist." Yaochi took out a piece of cold jade, carved it into a jade box to hold the pure Yin essence, and looked at the fruit basket on the table, saying softly, "Fellow Daoist, please put it away."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded slightly. Since she had already lost her original essence, she decided to make friends with him and do things perfectly. It would be a pleasant surprise to gain some karmic benefit.

"Junior sister, why don't you escort Fellow Daoist west Wangmu back?" Haotian said softly. The prehistoric world is not peaceful right now, and west Wangmu's strength has been greatly diminished. If she goes back alone, something bad might happen to her.

As for whether the Queen Mother of the West would attack Yaochi, Haotian was certain she would not. Even if she were seriously injured, there would only be one place for her to go—to escape the prehistoric world.

Yaochi thought for a moment and nodded: "In that case, I will first escort you back to Kunlun, and then go back to Yujing Mountain to take a look."

"I also need to go into seclusion again. You two should not linger in the primordial land any longer. The Lich and Demon races are just one opportunity away from fighting each other."

The Queen Mother of the West's expression changed, and Yaochi replied solemnly, "I understand."

"This humble Taoist takes his leave." The Queen Mother of the West nodded and departed with Yaochi.

"Alright." Haotian stood up, watched the two leave the Three Immortal Islands, looked towards the East Sea and sighed silently. The Jade Emperor had already returned, and the Dragon Clan was not in any serious danger, after all, there was an array that secretly helped him.

None of the dragons among the Great Luo Golden Immortals perished, and the Candle Dragon was not seriously injured either. For such a long dragon, spitting out some blood was nothing, especially since he had been fed a bottle of Eight-Turn Golden Pills.

In any case, the Dragon Clan is now completely safe. Haotian was able to regain his composure and, with a flick of his wrist, examined the pure Yang essence. The Eastern King Duke's divine soul lay dormant within it, and there were many cracks on it, causing Haotian to frown.

Even if he is reincarnated in the future, he will only regain his memories if he can attain quasi-sainthood again; otherwise, he will just be a new being.

But this is fine too. Haotian raised his finger and swept it across the ground. One part of the original essence mixed with the divine soul fell down and was gently tossed by him, landing on a dark, leafless tree trunk.

This tree exudes a Daoist aura that can calm the soul and stabilize the primordial spirit. It is called the Soul-Nourishing Tree by Haotian. Although it is a top-grade innate spiritual root, it is still extremely extraordinary.

With light steps, Haotian walked past the Huangzhong plum tree and headed towards the back of the Three Immortal Islands. He passed straight through the barrier, a place that even the Three Pure Ones had never been to before, the very Chaos Spirit Spring.

Haotian sat cross-legged on the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus, looking at the Pure Yang Origin in his palm. A resolute look flashed in his eyes. The Wu and Yao races could go to war at any time. If the group decided to change their plans, then he needed to have the strength to subdue everything.

As the Pure Yang Origin entered his body, Haotian's face flushed red. His entire body's skin was like a red-hot iron, and wisps of golden-red aura emanated from his body, making a hissing sound when they came into contact with the spiritual energy in the void.

At this moment, Haotian felt the True Fire of the Sun burning within his body. No, this was a flame even hotter than the True Fire of the Sun. The flame was pure gold, as if it could even refine the chaotic energy. Meanwhile, the Lesser Yang energy within his body was growing wildly, and the Pure Yang essence was decreasing drop by drop, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Gradually, his expression calmed down. Although he was still in some pain, he could bear it.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, Haotian's face showed pain, and he groaned and cried out in pain.

Haotian felt his meridians throbbing and his whole body felt as if it were filled up. The pure yang essence had not yet been fully refined. After all, he was of lesser yang energy, which had now been elevated to its peak. He was the new generation of pure yang god and demon.

"Refine!" With a low shout, Haotian ignited golden-red flames on his body. The golden flames were mixed with wisps of true solar fire, causing pure yang fire to emanate from his entire body. Even the divine water of the Three Gates in the Chaos Spirit Spring was attracted by it and transformed into spiritual energy to enter his body.

"boom--"

A powerful aura burst forth from his body, and Haotian felt as if his primordial spirit had been dyed with a glazed gold color and was burning with raging flames. However, with a thought, Haotian suppressed the aura on his body.

His eyes suddenly opened, and golden divine light shot out, dissipating upon contact with the spiritual spring and turning into specks of golden light that scattered down.

In the next instant, it was as if a great sun rose from the East Sea, and the pure Yang true fire brought light to all living beings, and many places in the prehistoric world resounded.