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

The earth was desolate, with many cracks appearing. Some flowers, plants, and spiritual roots were destroyed, rocks were scattered, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become thin, all reflecting the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place.

Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. This was a war between great supernatural beings. The residual effects of their supernatural powers alone could cause such great damage to heaven and earth. No wonder the saints who made their move during the Investiture of the Gods shattered the primordial land.

He flicked a few drops of divine water from his fingertips, and the three lights of the sun, moon, and stars shone alternately. A verdant banana leaf fan appeared in his hand, and with a gentle flash towards the divine water, the water disintegrated, transforming into boundless spiritual rain that fell and nourished the parched earth.

The cracks in the ground have been repaired by Haotian, the surrounding rocks have been put back in place, and the earth has sprouted some greenery again, becoming vibrant once more.

When the Six-Eared Macaque saw Haotian approaching, he was extremely respectful and quickly bowed down, looking more like an enlightened immortal than a monkey.

Seeing this senior effortlessly defeat two quasi-saints, both of whom were powerful figures he could never reach, the Six-Eared Macaque was extremely excited.

No other reason than that I've latched onto a powerful patron; anyone who sees this will envy my good fortune.

"Senior, I knew it all along. The hardships I endured in the first half of my life were a test from the Dao Ancestor, just so that I could meet you."

With tears welling up in his eyes, the Six-Eared Macaque knelt down at Haotian's feet. Even if he were to become this senior's cleaning servant, his future would be brighter than that of the disciples of the two others. The Six-Eared Macaque encouraged himself with certainty in his heart.

Haotian looked at him, both amused and exasperated. Were all monkeys like this, so cunning? "You can serve me here."

They were neither disciples nor servants, but they served him. In a way, they were like the seven immortal attendants of the Tongtian Sect Leader. It sounded like they were not of high status, but they could always be by his side.

"Yes, thank you, Master." The Six-Eared Macaque hurriedly replied. Haotian raised an eyebrow. He and Yaochi used to call their master in the same way.

Thinking of this, a shadow flashed in Haotian's eyes. Even his master couldn't easily take action against those two?

"If Master is still here, please release this little monkey from his confinement." His voice echoed in the void, and the Six-Eared Macaque trembled. He naturally knew that this senior's master was the Dao Ancestor. Could it be that the Dao Ancestor was watching this place?

He looked somewhat terrified. The Dao Ancestor had crippled him with a single word, and he had wasted a whole multi-element period in the prehistoric world because of this. But the next moment, he felt his ears burning, as if something inside his body had shattered.

The Six-Eared Macaque raised its head blankly and tried to absorb the spiritual energy. It wasn't an illusion; the spiritual energy could actually stay in its body, flowing along its meridians and being refined into its own magical power.

His ears twitched, and in an instant he felt his entire body relax, as all the sounds from thousands of miles away entered his ears.

"The Ancestral Witch has decreed that we return to our ancestral land."

"Kill them!"

"The Way of Refining Qi..."

"The laws are manifested..."

The voices pierced his ears, and he quickly stopped his supernatural powers. Tears unexpectedly fell from the Six-Eared Macaque's eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his innate supernatural powers had returned.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Dao Ancestor. Thank you for your intercession, sir." The Six-Eared Macaque kept kowtowing. He reached out and tapped the sides of his ears, his expression becoming serious. "This little monkey will certainly not dare to recklessly use his supernatural powers again."

Seeing that the Six-Eared Macaque had finally come to his senses, Haotian's eyes flashed with satisfaction. This little monkey had truly learned from experience and now knew right from wrong.

"That's good. However, you overheard the secrets of the ancient gods, which undoubtedly created karma with them. You will have to resolve it yourself in the future."

"Yes, little monkey understands." The six-eared macaque replied firmly.

"Six Ears, your Taoist name shall be Lu Er."

"Lu Er thanks you for bestowing this name upon him, sir." The Six-Eared Macaque bowed respectfully.

Haotian nodded, and a ray of spiritual light from his fingertip entered his forehead: "You can slowly cultivate this technique."

"Thank you for bestowing this technique, Master." Lu Er felt the magic in his sea of ​​consciousness, filled with immortal energy, which transformed into profound divine characters and imprinted on his primordial spirit.

Haotian nodded in satisfaction, and Hongjun's voice rang in his ears again: "Remember to come to Zixiao Palace in advance."

Haotian gave a light hum, but replied, "Understood."

He wasn't worried at all that his master would be angry because of his attitude. After all, he could feel how good his master was to him. Perhaps this was the fearlessness that comes with being favored.

Hongjun's loud laughter gradually faded from Haotian's ears. Haotian couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, while the purple-robed elder in the Zixiao Palace in the chaos was somewhat speechless. He was already a Quasi-Saint Great Divine Power, and in terms of strength, he could be said to be the strongest in the prehistoric world, yet he still had such a childlike mentality.

He felt as if he had returned to Jade Capital Mountain. Hongjun's lips curled up slightly, and the Jade Disc of Creation shone brightly, pushing away some of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Everything on the primordial land continued as usual. When Lu Er opened his eyes, it was known that he had received the "Ten Thousand Paths Heavenly Heart Scripture". This was created by him based on some of his own laws and incorporated immortal qi refining methods, making it suitable for cultivators of his lineage to practice.

As for himself, he cultivated an enhanced version of the technique, "The Scripture of Suppressing the Heavens," which was extremely compatible with his imperial laws.

"Let's go, I want to see what kind of blessed land this is." Haotian chuckled and walked into the formation, with Lu Er quickly following.

Even if this blessed land is ordinary, its fame is enough to make all living beings in the primordial world revere it, after all, it was here that two disciples of the Dao Ancestor perished.

As the man and the monkey stepped into the formation, a thick fog instantly enveloped them. Lu Er felt as if even his divine sense was being blocked, and he couldn't see even a foot ahead. Hao Tian let out a soft hum, and his magic power surged from his feet. There was a "creak" sound, as if something was stuck.

As the fog dissipated, the protective mountain formation immediately stopped rotating. With his current strength, no formation could stop him; he only needed to release a little of his aura to break through the formation.

Haotian didn't say a word and walked straight ahead. Lu Er quickly followed and soon walked out of the formation. The rich innate spiritual energy surged like liquid. All that could be seen were lush and verdant ancient trees with gnarled branches and ancient pines and bamboos standing tall and spreading like canopies.

Thirty-six peaks, forty-six caves, and ninety-nine rocks are scattered among the mountains, with the towering Huan Gu Rock and the naturally formed stone chamber.

Mythical birds and beasts dwell in the mountains and forests, cranes circle in the clouds, monkeys climb trees and play, and deer tread on springs and drink dew. All living things thrive and multiply, without any evil spirits or malevolent energy, only peaceful and prosperous life.

"This is the legendary blessed land." Lu Er's voice trembled. He had been wandering in the prehistoric world and had never had the opportunity to enter such a blessed land. Today was truly an eye-opening experience.

Haotian nodded. It was not bad, but it was still inferior to Yujing Mountain and the Three Immortal Islands. He then looked at a huge rock outside the mountain, on which were engraved three bright red innate divine characters: Wuyi Mountain!