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

"Stop!" A sigh echoed across the battlefield, startling the three cultivators who were about to deliver the killing blow. They had no idea where the voice came from.

The next instant, an old man in purple robes appeared in the center of the battlefield with two exquisitely carved children. Without releasing a trace of pressure, he slowed down the flow of spiritual energy in the area.

The six dragons, all at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, trembled. Divine light flashed as they transformed into innate Dao bodies. Each of them was injured, yet they dared not show the slightest disrespect. They all bowed and greeted Hongjun, saying, "Greetings, Senior Hongjun."

Haotian glanced at them, and Hongjun remained silent for a moment before saying, "You should all return to the East Sea!"

"Yes, thank you for saving our lives, senior." The six dragons led the other surviving members of their clan towards the East Sea. Hongjun's eyes darkened. He could naturally see that these dragons' primordial spirits were already filled with calamity energy. If a battle broke out, they would surely die.

"Greetings, senior. May I ask your name?" The elder at the head of the group asked, cupping his hands. He couldn't discern the cultivator's cultivation level, but the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda still emitted Xuanhuang aura, which offered him some comfort.

"I am Hongjun, and what about you?"

"I am the transformation of Pangu's primordial spirit, Taiqing Laozi, this is my second brother Yuqing Yuanshi, and my third brother Shangqing Tongtian."

Hongjun's eyes lit up: "Pangu and the Three Pure Ones?"

No wonder he has such good fortune and such amazing luck!

Just as he was about to say something, a yellow light flashed across Mount Buzhou. Hongjun's expression darkened, and with a flick of his sleeve, the Three Pure Ones, enveloped in purple light, disappeared. A yellow light flickered, and a dignified cultivator appeared. After observing for a moment, he sighed, "So you won't even give me a proper greeting?"

After he finished speaking, a small, earth-yellow flag appeared in his hand, and yellow lotus blossoms fell, restoring all the damage caused by the great battle in the endless earth law.

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On an unnamed mountain peak, purple light descended, revealing six human figures.

"Senior..." Laozi paused for a moment. Just how powerful was this person to be able to pass through the protection of the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and take them away?

Hongjun smiled apologetically: "It's not that I want to kidnap you, but an old friend is about to appear, and I don't want to meet him."

"May I ask who your old friend is, senior?" Tongtian stepped forward, gripping a dark blue-green killing sword, his tone anything but friendly.

"The First Qilin." Hongjun said the name with a smile. Tongtian paused for a moment, then returned to his original position. That meant everything was fine.

Hongjun snorted inwardly; this kid seemed to be a troublemaker.

"Why did you stop my brothers and I from slaying those wicked dragons, senior?" Yuanshi asked, his face filled with anger. "Do you also have a connection with the Ancestral Dragon?"

Haotian's heart stirred slightly. It seemed that the Three Pure Ones had formed a grudge with the Dragon Clan at this time. No wonder Yuanshi hated those with fur and horns the most.

"The three seniors have misunderstood. Although my master has a friendship with Senior Zulong, he was just trying to help you," Haotian interjected.

"Oh, please speak frankly, fellow Daoist." Tongtian looked at Haotian and smiled slightly.

"I am unworthy of being addressed as a fellow Daoist by a senior. I am Haotian, and Yaochi and I are merely the servants of the master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three Pure Ones' pupils shrank. A boy at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm—many innate demon gods only reach this realm when they transform—and yet he has such an extraordinary demeanor. Although he is a boy, he speaks with reason and logic. Just how noble must this gentleman's identity be?

"The three seniors may not know that the primordial world is already filled with calamity energy. If you are not careful, you will fall into a great calamity. Those divine dragons are already wrapped in calamity energy. If the three seniors kill them, they will inevitably be implicated."

"Moreover, even among the Dragon Clan, the Great Luo Golden Immortals are considered experts. The loss of six at once would likely require even the Ancestral Dragon to intervene."

After Haotian finished speaking, the Three Pure Ones showed surprise but not relief. They cupped their hands to Hongjun and said, "Thank you, Senior."

Haotian blinked and suddenly realized that what they were worried about was that killing those dragons would attract the Ancestral Dragon, rather than being afraid of falling into a great calamity.

Indeed, even the True Immortal of Fortune and Virtue did not enter the Great Tribulation, let alone these three. Each of them carried one-tenth of the merit of creation, and there was also the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda with one-tenth of the merit mixed with the Xuanhuang Qi.

With such merit and fortune, even if the First Emperor really came to kill them, he couldn't do anything to them.

Haotian drooled with envy. The Three Pure Ones were so blessed!

"It's alright, it was the old Taoist who made an unnecessary move." Hongjun glanced at Haotian, smiled at the Three Pure Ones, and said that as a descendant of Pangu, he was naturally protected by his merits. With such good aptitude, he should be accepted as his disciple.

"You must have been born not long ago. The world is in turmoil right now, so it is not a convenient place for you to train."

The Three Pure Ones remained silent. Their first destination after leaving the mountain was Buzhou Mountain. Although each of them found three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, they were spotted by the Qilin Clan. They didn't even have the chance to climb to the top of the mountain to worship their father god Pangu before a battle ensued.

The three of them did not want to fight a major battle with the Qilin Clan at Buzhou Mountain, since the Primordial Qilin was still there. However, after descending the mountain, they encountered the Dragon Clan. Those fools, upon hearing that the Qilin Clan claimed to possess innate spiritual treasures, relied on the sheer number of dragons and immediately attacked.

If it weren't for this Taoist Hongjun, they would probably have started a massacre today!

"Thank you for your advice, senior. I will keep it in mind." Laozi bowed slightly to Hongjun. "My two younger brothers and I will return to the temple now."

As for the dragon race, Laozi snorted lightly. With the talent of those three brothers, they will surpass the Ancestral Dragon sooner or later. At that time, the roles of offense and defense will be reversed!

Hongjun laughed heartily, able to see through what the three were thinking. However, his laughter was tinged with desolation. "My old friend, Ancestral Dragon, your dragon clan is now wreaking havoc in the prehistoric world. I'm afraid I will witness your demise one day!"

"Would you be willing to become my disciples?"

As soon as he finished speaking, even though Haotian was prepared, he still felt a pang of sadness. He knew that these were the changes he had brought about. If it weren't for his breakthrough in cultivation that pleased Hongjun, he wouldn't have been taken on this trip.

Because the Dragon Clan was favored by the Ancestral Dragon, and because of the Ancestral Dragon's attitude, Hongjun lost the desire to visit the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan. That's why he unexpectedly encountered the Three Pure Ones. Otherwise, it should have been after Hongjun attained sainthood and began lecturing at Zixiao Palace that he accepted the Three Pure Ones as his disciples.

Although he was somewhat disappointed that his dream of becoming the senior disciple had been shattered, Haotian remained calm. In any case, his current status was merely that of a junior disciple, and he had no right to question the master's decisions.

The Three Pure Ones looked astonished, and after a moment of stunned silence, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda shone even brighter. Laozi, protecting his two younger brothers, looked warily at Hongjun: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. However, we only know your Daoist title, but not your identity. Is this talk of becoming your disciple a bit too hasty?"

Hongjun looked at the three of them with a half-smile. As descendants of Pangu, it was only natural for them to have this arrogance.

He stroked his beard and chuckled slowly, "This humble Taoist is indeed just an ordinary Taoist. In terms of cultivation, I am merely at the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, just an ordinary number one powerhouse in the primordial world!"