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

"That was close!"

Haotian murmured, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Feeling the aura around him, his face was full of relief. He was almost able to break through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, which ruined his big plan.

Fortunately, he managed to suppress it in time. If it had really come to that, his Great Dao of the Sun would have surpassed the Law of the Emperor, and he would have truly fulfilled the will of Heaven, with the Law of the Emperor merely serving as a supplementary cultivation.

Although he is still in the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, his origin is now abundant, and he finally has the qualifications to compete with the Three Pure Ones. After all, he could only overpower them in terms of laws before, and his origin was still somewhat lacking.

However, his combat power has improved a lot. At the same level, there are differences in combat power. For example, if Bai Ze and others break through, they will not be a match for the Three Pure Ones at the same level.

Feeling his primordial spirit being coated with a layer of gold, a manifestation of the overflow of pure Yang essence, Haotian felt somewhat helpless; he had eaten too much!

He lowered his head, and a flame suddenly ignited at his fingertips. It was a pure golden flame, gentle yet full of vitality, as if it could bring hope to all living beings. This was the Pure Yang True Fire, one of the origins of heaven and earth, and it had a great restraining effect on evil spirits.

Recalling the flame that ignited when he first began refining the Pure Yang Origin, Haotian frowned slightly. In his perception, it had ignited from the depths of the Pure Yang True Fire, and there was a trace of the Solar True Fire, but it was much more powerful.

Haotian's eyes were deep; it seemed that there were many secrets to be uncovered in the Pure Yang Sect!

As the divine fire at his fingertips extinguished, the great sun above the East Sea also turned into sparks and dissipated.

"My strength is sufficient now; it's time to explore this place." Haotian's expression turned solemn, and his figure disappeared from the shore of the spiritual spring, causing a great uproar in the prehistoric world.

In Phoenix Perch Mountain, a stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a seven-colored palace gown, exuded not an aura of creation, but rather a silvery light. She suddenly opened her eyes, and the middle-aged man beside her murmured, "Pure Yang has returned!"

Nuwa remained silent. Yes, Chunyang had lost his position, and he had returned, but he was no longer the same one as before!

The brother and sister looked up at the Heavenly Court at the same time. There was no sound coming from there, but the sound of bells echoed from the Sun Star.

Only a sigh escaped from Xi Kunlun, while the three Qing from Dong Kunlun exchanged a glance, each seeing a complex meaning in the other's eyes.

Inside Yujing Mountain, Yaochi, sitting under a peach tree, curled her red lips and her Yin energy suddenly surged.

In the primordial world, countless cultivators walking the path of Yang were stunned. Some had comprehended the relevant laws, while others had their pure Yang energy disperse and take form. At this moment, they all seemed to see a cultivator dressed in imperial robes standing on the Pure Yang Path.

His face was obscured by imperial aura, yet he exuded a domineering presence, as if he could rule the world.

Haotian didn't know how the primordial cultivators would react. At this moment, there was no one on the Three Immortal Islands, and he had already stepped into the bottom of the Chaos Spirit Spring.

Haotian gazed quietly at the small hole flowing with chaotic energy. This was a secret he discovered the first time he set foot on the Three Immortal Islands. At that time, he was only a Great Luo Golden Immortal and did not have enough strength to explore it.

Now that everything has come to a standstill, his strength is no less than that of a late-stage Quasi-Saint. Attaining the Dao of a Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal is no easy feat. And with many troubles brewing in the prehistoric world ahead, this is the perfect time to investigate this place.

The Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus appeared beneath his feet. Purple-gold light flowed in his hand, condensing into a foot-long purple-gold ruler. He wore the Great Evolution Daoist Robe, and the Primordial Lotus Diagram above his head shimmered with divine light.

A resolute look flashed in Haotian's eyes. A divine light fell to the side, and he resolutely transformed into a stream of light and entered the small hole.

The chaotic energy swept in, even more violently than when Haotian went to Zixiao Palace. The three spiritual treasures around Haotian shone with divine light, blocking the infiltration of the chaotic energy.

Haotian looked somewhat relieved. Fortunately, he hadn't rushed in too hastily, otherwise he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.

He gripped the Primordial Measuring Ruler tightly with both hands, parting wisps of chaotic energy as he struggled forward. This time, he was well-prepared; his benevolent avatar remained at the entrance of the cave at the bottom of the Chaotic Spirit Spring. If he lost contact, he would retreat immediately and would never return until he attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos.

As he struggled forward, Haotian felt the resistance increasing, and cracks appeared in the light barrier formed by the three spiritual treasures. Haotian's expression became solemn, and he injected his magic power again. The cracks disappeared, and the light barrier returned to its original state.

Haotian took a deep breath and walked a little further. If he didn't reach the end, he would immediately turn back.

The chaotic energy was exceptionally violent; with his strength, he could not have only been able to withstand it for such a short time...

Haotian's expression suddenly changed. Time? He couldn't feel the passage of time. Although chaos had no direction and spacetime did not exist, his benevolent incarnation was still on the Three Immortal Islands, so he must be able to feel the passage of time.

But now he felt nothing at all. Haotian's expression was uncertain. He gently extended his fingertip, and a silver light flashed. He closed his eyes helplessly. Space no longer existed, and the laws of space were useless here.

This place has been suppressed, devoid of any concept of time and space, seemingly a void, a place independent of chaos.

retreat!

The thought arose in Haotian's mind: this strange place was beyond his current ability to explore; even after attaining the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, he might not be able to explore it clearly.

This place is too strange. If he encounters some chaotic beast, he might be killed in one bite.

Haotian took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks. Just as he was about to turn around, something in his auspicious cloud suddenly moved. Haotian was stunned for a moment, then opened his palm. A round dragon pillar landed in his palm, which was the Ancestral Dragon Pearl that he had never refined.

The Ancestral Dragon Pearl was only the size of a fist, but it no longer shone brightly. As soon as it landed in his hand, it began to frantically devour the surrounding chaotic energy. Haotian's eyes widened immediately. Wasn't this the Ancestral Dragon's Dragon Pearl? How could it devour such violent energy?

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Zhulong had said that when the Ancestral Dragon was born, a stream of light fell from the sky and merged into it, and when he climbed Buzhou Mountain, a stream of light also entered from the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

As his thoughts began to form, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl suddenly brightened, casting a clear light into the chaos. It was neither as dazzling as sunlight nor as cold as moonlight, but simply carried the meaning of light.

As the clear light shone down, the surrounding raging chaotic energy instantly brightened. The Ancestral Dragon Pearl trembled slightly and floated in front of Haotian. He frowned, sensing a familiar aura emanating from the Ancestral Dragon Pearl.

Moreover, as it absorbed the chaotic energy, the power emanating from the Ancestral Dragon Pearl grew stronger and stronger. Haotian opened his mouth, a look of surprise on his face. Was this the advancement of a spiritual treasure?

He had only encountered this before when refining acquired spiritual treasures. The spiritual treasure's level was being upgraded by frantically absorbing energy and emitting a powerful aura. This was a sign of the spiritual treasure's advancement.

But the Ancestral Dragon Pearl is already a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. If it is to be upgraded, wouldn't it have to be advanced to become an innate supreme treasure?

How is that possible!

Haotian's heart surged with turbulent waves, but the Ancestral Dragon Pearl suddenly trembled, and a stream of light flew out instantly, landing in his palm. It shimmered gently and then slowly drifted forward, as if guiding him.

After the stream of light flew out, the aura that the Ancestral Dragon Pearl was boosting abruptly stopped. Although its pressure was much greater than when it was obtained, it ultimately failed to advance into a supreme innate treasure.

Haotian pursed his lips. This stream of light was what he obtained at the summit of Buzhou Mountain, and it was mixed with something else. He flipped his hand to put away the Ancestral Dragon Pearl and continued to walk forward following the stream of light.

The road ahead was smooth. Although time and space still did not exist, there were no more threats around. Moreover, the chaotic energy was becoming thicker and thicker. Haotian continued to move forward and finally stopped. He stared blankly ahead, his eyes widening instantly, and an uncontrollable sound of surprise escaped his throat.