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

"Junior brother, what do you mean by this? I don't understand." Zhunti said with a smile, silently crushing a jade talisman in his sleeve.

Haotian's expression remained calm, but his pupils turned pitch black, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes. His aura suddenly surged, and the overwhelming pressure of the Emperor's Dao surged toward Zhunti, causing the void to groan as if it could not bear the weight.

Centered on Haotian, countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground, and the deep ravines were shocking to behold. The Six-Eared Macaque trembled with fear. Since his birth, apart from when the Dao Ancestor proved his Dao and when he was sealed away, this was the first time he had felt such terrifying pressure from a powerful figure.

Zhunti's face was a little pale. He could tell that Haotian was in the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. Although he had not broken through, he was only a step away from the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. He would definitely be able to break through during the next sermon.

At this moment, Haotian seemed even more powerful to him than his senior brother Jieyin. Zhunti gave an embarrassed smile: "Junior brother, calm down!"

Haotian sneered, his magical power surging wildly within him, causing the winds and clouds in the void to shift. His magical power mixed with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing into a giant golden hand, which he slammed down directly towards Zhunti.

"You..." Zhunti's eyes were filled with resentment. The Seven Treasures Tree in his hand swayed continuously, and seven-colored light swept out, filling the entire air with seven-colored divine light. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously decomposed under this divine light.

Beyond the immortal mountain, the sky was divided in two. One half was covered in gold, and the oppressive aura emanating from Haotian, clad in a golden imperial robe, prevented the clouds in the void from taking shape. The other half was supported by seven-colored divine light, and even Zhunti let out a cry of pain.

As the palm slowly descended, Zhunti roared, "Golden Body Manifest!"

"Whoosh—"

A burst of golden light shot into the sky, and a huge phantom appeared behind Zhunti. His figure slowly disappeared and merged with it, and what reappeared was a small giant about four zhang in size, with flowing golden light all over his body, Dao patterns hidden under his skin, and a golden halo hanging behind his head.

Haotian narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the golden body of the divine being. It possessed both compassion and majesty in its twenty-four heads, and its eighteen arms were posed in mysterious postures. It uttered boundless Sanskrit, and its Daoist aura resonated.

This is Zhunti's sixteen-foot golden body! Haotian examined it carefully with great interest. It was indeed impressive. After Zhunti's body merged with it, his aura actually increased to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. It was clear that he had absorbed a lot of metal-elemental objects in his daily life. This sharpness was no weaker than that of Yaochi.

However, it seems he hasn't reached his full potential yet, as his eighteen arms are currently empty. Only when this guy attains sainthood and is blessed with various spiritual treasures will he become someone even saints wouldn't dare to underestimate.

"Your supernatural abilities are impressive," Haotian commented with a smile, "but if you want to stop me, this is far from enough."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Zhunti sneered. "With my golden body activated, even if I can't defeat you, I can still hold you off until my senior brother arrives. Then, the two of us can join forces, and this blessed land will belong to the West."

Haotian saw him staring straight west, and with a thought, the golden palm that had been suspended in the void flashed with silver light and pierced through the void to strike down.

A loud "smack!" echoed throughout the space. Haotian crossed his arms, leisurely looking at the dusty ground, and casually said, "How was that slap I gave you? Was it crisp?"

If I weren't afraid of being controlled by the Heavenly Dao, I would already be at the late Quasi-Saint realm. Do you really think you can compete with me with just one supernatural power?

Haotian gently blew a breath, and the dust that had risen on the ground immediately dissipated. There was a giant crater shaped like a human. Zhunti had already been slammed into the crater thousands of meters below. Watching the figure struggle to fly out, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Zhunti covered one cheek with his hand, but he couldn't hide the bright red palm print.

Seeing his resentful expression, Haotian slightly raised his head, a playful glint in his eyes: "You're no good either, Senior Brother!"

Haotian chuckled, emphasizing the word "Senior Brother," and said, "I haven't even used my full strength yet, and you've already collapsed."

"You..." Zhunti lowered his hand, a look of humiliation flashing in his eyes. The bright red palm print was still branded on his face, making half of his cheek swollen.

Haotian was somewhat surprised, certain he hadn't misread: "Senior brother, you're usually so shameless, yet you can still feel humiliated. It seems your thick skin isn't quite up to par!"

"How was it? How did that slap feel?" Haotian looked at Zhunti with a smile. "Does it feel numb and tingly on one side of your face? It's a novel feeling, isn't it? It's normal for the first time you get slapped. The two sides are asymmetrical, so I'll fix it for you right now."

After saying that, he slapped out with his palm, and another golden handprint flew out. With a "smack", Zhunti let out a miserable cry and was caught off guard and flew backward, dragging a trench ten thousand meters long in the ground.

Haotian blew on his palm, a smile flashing in his eyes. How weak!

I didn't use any magical treasures, nor did I use the Golden Word technique, let alone the Heavenly Heart Finger. I simply condensed an energy hand seal and used the laws of space to launch a sneak attack. Zhunti couldn't block it even twice in a row. He truly deserves to be called a disgrace to the saints!

Seeing Zhunti get up again, his face swollen like a pig's head, even his cries of pain were muffled, and seeing the venomous look flash in Haotian's eyes, his expression suddenly brightened as a divine light rushed towards him from the west.

Haotian turned his head and smiled enigmatically. "I was wondering how Zhunti could have such audacity. So he was waiting for someone!"

As the divine light arrived, Zhunti excitedly stepped forward to greet it. "Senior brother has arrived! This blessed land now belongs to the West. It can help countless beings improve their cultivation levels, not to mention that it may also contain innate spiritual treasures or innate spiritual roots, which would be enough to enhance their strength."

"Junior brother!" a Taoist priest asked with concern, exclaiming in shock upon seeing Zhunti's miserable state. He then turned his gaze to Haotian, his expression somewhat angry. "Junior brother, haven't you gone too far?"

The creatures of the primordial era valued their skin most. Haotian not only attacked it, but also specifically targeted the skin. This was excessive and extremely insulting.

Haotian stared intently and saw that the once warm and dark yellow dough of the messenger had turned red with anger, and his eyes were no longer calm and gentle, but there was still a hint of suffering and compassion between his brows.

"Brother Jieyin, there's no need to thank me." Haotian cupped his hands in greeting. "Brother Zhunti seemed to be possessed by a demon just now, spouting nonsense. Fortunately, I am most skilled in healing and have a good grasp of this art. Look how clear Brother Zhunti's eyes are!"

Haotian smiled at the two of them and said, "I am the best at healing."

The pressure is just right, enough to leave you dazed but not brain-damaged!

"You... even if your junior brother is wrong, you shouldn't have been so ruthless." Jieyin became furious upon hearing this, and the whisk in his hand emitted a five-colored divine light. As he flung it out, the whisk flew out of his hand and transformed into five black lotus flowers connected end to end in the void, shimmering with five-colored divine light.

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure! This guy has some good fortune after all!

Seeing that Jieyin dared to attack first, Haotian's eyebrows furrowed, a grand will rose, and a powerful pressure seemed to be branded onto his soul. He slowly spoke: "I will speak..."