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

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, on accumulating more merit." Yaochi raised her cup in congratulations with a smile, and Haotian clinked glasses with her, saying, "Thank you, Junior Sister."

Lu Er stood aside, pouring wine and tea for them. Hao Tian's gaze was distant. The demon race was easy to deal with, but as for the witch race, he had his own way of dealing with it!

"Junior sister, you are just one opportunity away from breaking through, and it seems that it will depend on the Three Lectures of Zixiao. You need to go into seclusion to accumulate knowledge and experience in the coming years, and you can't waste any more time."

Yaochi paused, wondering why her senior brother was in such a hurry.

"Ten thousand years before the Three Lectures of Zixiao, I must go to Zixiao Palace ahead of time." Haotian spoke calmly, as if he were talking about eating some spiritual fruit.

"Senior brother..." Yaochi hesitated, unsure of what to say. Haotian shook his head. "The matter of the Wu and Yao clans cannot be resolved now. You should focus on improving your cultivation. I am also going into seclusion."

Yaochi looked somewhat worried, but seeing Haotian close his eyes and look unwilling to say more, she could only sigh and say, "Since Senior Brother says so, I will go into seclusion."

She turned her head to look at Lu Er: "While we are in seclusion, you will be responsible for guarding the Peach Garden. As soon as the peaches ripen, you will pick and collect them."

"Yes, Lu Er obeys."

As the footsteps of the two gradually faded into the distance, Haotian's lips curled up. So the monkey guarding the Peach Garden actually started with the Six-Eared Macaque?

With a slight twitch of his sleeve, Haotian opened his eyes, and the eyes of the Bai Ze statue lit up: "Reporting to my lord, I have only just returned to the primordial land and finally have time to deliver this message to you."

Haotian nodded. Over the years, Bai Ze had contacted him several times, but he would only send a brief message and then disappear. It was really inconvenient in the Heavenly Court, especially since he was the head of the Ten Great Demon Generals and had too many responsibilities.

"The demon race suffered heavy losses this time, but mainly in the middle and lower ranks. However, the snake clan chief who was turned by the little god unfortunately perished, the other Great Luo Golden Immortals were unharmed, and five Taiyi Golden Immortals also perished."

Haotian sighed and nodded. When those people fell, the statue in his sleeve shattered, so he could naturally sense it. He didn't entrust everything to Bai Ze's control; he would only feel at ease if he controlled his own people.

"The minor god was not seriously injured in the previous battle and was sent down by Emperor Jun to appease the various tribes. Emperor Jun is currently focused on recuperating and has no plans to start another war for the time being."

"But Fuxi suggested that we continue to win over other races, and he borrowed the Hetu and Luoshu to participate. Last time in the East Sea, he discovered that the power of the Zhou Tian stars was related to the Hunyuan Heluo Great Array."

Haotian was startled. Was Fuxi about to begin comprehending the Zhou Tian Star Array?

"Pay close attention to this matter. The power of the stars cannot be separated from the Zhou Tian Star Gods. If Di Jun wins over the Zhou Tian Star Gods, the strength of the demon race will surely increase greatly." Haotian's expression turned solemn as he carefully instructed.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Di Jun also intends to win over the Kunpeng of the North Sea, but his injuries are too severe. Taiyi has returned to the Sun Star to heal. Your Majesty suspects that once he recovers, they will likely take action."

Haotian narrowed his eyes. Taiyi's injuries were too severe this time. He wanted to kill Zhurong to gain merit, but he was suppressed by several ancestral witches at the same time and almost died. Such injuries would not be able to recover in tens of thousands of years.

"Send a message as soon as you have any news," Haotian said quietly. If there was an opportunity, he would subdue Kunpeng; if not, he would let it be.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The eyes of the Bai Ze statue dimmed. Haotian flipped his hand and put it away, his expression somewhat gloomy. Fuxi, his talent in formations was second only to Tongtian.

Furthermore, with the Hetu and Luoshu used to deduce celestial secrets, the Zhou Tian Star Array is truly not far from being realized in the present world.

However, the number of beings born on the stars at this time is not large, but those who are born are definitely not weak. At the very least, they are all at the Golden Immortal realm, and some are even at the Great Luo Quasi-Saint realm. If they are recruited by Di Jun, they will definitely be a powerful force.

However, those star gods are indifferent to worldly affairs, so Di Jun will probably take tough measures, since it's not easy to gather 365 Great Luo Golden Immortals!

Haotian finished his tea, slowly closed his eyes, and said that he would accumulate strength in silence and wait patiently for opportunities.

……

Thirty thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. Haotian looked at Yaochi, who was still in seclusion, and smiled slightly. He waved his hand to dismiss Lu Er, who was carrying his gifts. A golden jade slip floated down in front of Yaochi, and his figure disappeared.

At this time, the primordial world became somewhat peaceful. Although the Wu and Yao races occasionally clashed, they were no longer as tense as before. It could be seen that neither race had the absolute strength to kill the other, and they could only restrain each other.

Di Jun made no move, Bai Ze sent messages from time to time, Tai Yi was still healing his injuries, and Fu Xi and Di Jun were in seclusion researching formations, where star power would occasionally descend, unleashing a terrifying aura.

Haotian took one last look at the primordial land, his gaze lingering on the Heavenly Court for a moment before turning and stepping into the chaos. A purple bridge of light instantly extended out and spread out beneath his feet.

The gates of Zixiao Palace opened without wind, the bridge of light disappeared, and a golden-robed cultivator appeared. Haotian walked into the back hall and bowed to the purple-robed elder on the cloud bed: "Disciple greets Master. May Master enjoy eternal bliss and boundless longevity."

"Get up." Hongjun's aged voice rang out, and Haotian felt himself being lifted up by a gentle force. He sat on the futon, raised his head and looked at the old man who had no imposing presence but a dignified and otherworldly air.

Haotian remained silent for a long while. Hongjun sighed and looked at Haotian's pure yang essence that was about to burst forth, as well as his struggling to suppress his realm. He reached out and pointed, and purple light condensed into a profound talisman that landed in Haotian's sea of ​​consciousness. Haotian instantly felt the urge to break through be suppressed.

"This disciple thanks Master."

"It's alright. Since you're determined to walk the path of the Emperor, the excessive strength of your pure Yang energy is causing some interference. However..." Hongjun straightened up, looking at Haotian solemnly, and said, "Do you intend to become the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Yes!" Haotian raised his head, his gaze fixed on Haotian, his tone extremely certain. "Ever since I comprehended the Laws of the Emperor, I have known that only by becoming the ruler of the Primordial World can I continue on the path of the Emperor."

Hongjun looked over indifferently, but Haotian showed no sign of backing down. After a long while, he burst out laughing: "As expected of my disciple."

"I can understand your thoughts to some extent. The demon race is scattered and the witch race is arrogant. Neither of them are suitable to rule the world. Everything depends on your planning. However, it is inconvenient for me to help you."

Haotian bowed slightly: "This disciple has his own plans, please wait and see, Master."

"Very well, if you can control the heavens and earth, it will not only benefit your cultivation, but also provide assistance to your master." Hongjun's tone was calm, but it surprised Haotian somewhat. "What do you mean by that, Master?"

"I need the help of destiny!" Hongjun lowered his head solemnly. "Haotian, you are my anchor!"

Haotian was startled: "Please explain, Master."

"Weren't you wondering why I stopped you from killing Jieyin and Zhunti, and why I sent you to Zixiao Palace ahead of schedule?" Hongjun produced an object in his hand, causing Haotian's pupils to shrink. "I can give you the answer now."