The Transmigrator

"My lord, come to the Demon Realm at once! There is strange activity deep within the Chaos!"

Chu Feng frowned slightly; anything that could get Luohu to transmit a message was no small matter.

"Ah Feng, Long'er, there's been a change in the Chaos. I'm going to investigate."

"Husband, be careful," Yuanfeng said.

Without a moment's hesitation, Chu Feng took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the Volcano of Immortality.

Endless chaos, the Demon Realm.

Inside the Demon Palace's main hall, three peerless figures were already waiting.

The woman at the head of the group, dressed in a flowing black dress, possessed an exquisitely beautiful face yet exuded a chilling aura; she was none other than Luohu.

Beside her stood a woman with an ethereal air; she was none other than Yang Mei, the Space Demon God.

Another woman was shrouded in a hazy halo; she was the Time Demon God, Shichen.

What exactly happened?

Chu Feng cut to the chase and asked.

A hint of seriousness appeared on Luohu's cold and beautiful face. "Husband, an extremely unusual fluctuation is coming from the depths of chaos."

Yang Mei and nodded slightly, adding, "That fluctuation contained a strange aura... a mixture of decay and rebirth. I tried to investigate it using the Space Great Dao, but was blocked by an invisible force and unable to see its full extent."

Shichen sighed, "I sense that there is an external force forcibly distorting that area. This is no small matter; we should go and investigate together."

Chu Feng nodded.

He, Luohu, Yang Mei, and Shichen Chen were all top experts in the Chaos Realm. When they joined forces, there was hardly anything in the entire Chaos Void that could threaten them.

"Alright, let's not delay, let's set off immediately."

Four figures transformed into streaks of light, instantly bursting out of the Demon Realm and speeding towards the depths of chaos.

The chaotic currents surged around them, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of their clothes.

Meanwhile, in the depths of chaos they were heading towards, a wisp of consciousness slowly awoke.

"Where am I?"

Li Yang looked around blankly, all he could see was a hazy, chaotic aura and fragments of broken laws.

Immediately afterwards, a massive torrent of memories flooded into his mind.

Yin Yang Demon God!

Pangu created the world...

Three thousand demon gods have fallen...

The source was severely damaged...

"I... I've actually transmigrated into the Yin Yang Demon God in Primordial World fantasy novel!"

Li Yang was initially shocked, then overwhelmed with elation.

That's a top-tier start!

One of the three thousand demon gods, wielding the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, isn't his attainment of the Primordial Chaos Dao just around the corner?

"Hahaha! What Hongjun, what Three Pure Ones? From this day forward, I, Li Yang, am the true protagonist of the Primordial World!"

He couldn't help but burst into wild laughter, already planning his grand future empire.

However, the smile on his face froze the next moment.

He looked inward and realized that something was wrong.

The source that should have been vast and boundless is now dry and depleted.

Only a faint core remained, struggling to stay afloat, covered with countless cracks.

His cultivation level was only at the early stage of the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, far removed from the Chaos Demon God who held the Great Dao in his memory.

"Damn it, the damage to our core is so severe!"

Li Yang's face turned extremely ugly.

However, he quickly regained his confidence, "It's alright, Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal is enough! In the Primordial World, my cultivation level is already top-tier, enough to roam freely without fear!"

Just as he was brimming with confidence, four terrifying pressures that shook the entire chaotic region descended without warning.

Chu Feng, Luohu, Yang Mei, and Shichen appeared before him as if they had teleported.

Li Yang's pupils suddenly contracted. He could sense that the aura of each of the four people in front of him was as deep as the sea, far surpassing his own.

How is that possible?

Where did so many terrifying beings come from in the Primordial World?

But he was, after all, Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, and a transmigrator. His inherent arrogance made him force himself to remain calm, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why do you trespass on my dwelling place?"

Upon hearing the words "this seat, "Luohu's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile.

"Another clueless time traveler. Don't you know that the true Yin Yang Demon God was already personally slain by me?"

During the Dao-Devil War, the Yin-Yang Ancestor was the reincarnation of the Yin Yang Demon God.

She couldn't be mistaken; she had indeed killed the Yin Yang Demon God back then.

Chu Feng was also puzzled: how did the Yin Yang Demon God revive?

Immediately, Chu Feng's mind stirred, and he immediately understood.

The Yin Yang Demon God is indeed dead. This transmigrator has only transmigrated into the body of the Yin Yang Demon God before his reincarnation, and his strength is now only a fraction of what it once was.

What!

Li Yang was struck dumb, his mind went completely blank.

The Yin Yang Demon God... was he killed?

He was killed by this woman in front of him?

He looked at Luohu in terror, his voice trembling as he asked, "Who... who are you all?"

"I am,"

Luohu parted her red lips slightly and said, word by word, "Luohu!"

Li Yang's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Luohu!

It was none other than the ruthless Demon Ancestor Luohu!

And beside her, there must be the Space Demon God Yang Mei and the Time Demon God Shichen!

And what kind of terrifying being is that man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them?

The shadow of death instantly loomed over him, and his only thought was to escape!

Without hesitation, Li Yang burned his own essence, transforming into a stream of yin and yang light as he prepared to escape.

"You're playing with space in front of me?"

Yang Mei, cool voice rang out as she extended a jade-like finger and gently tapped the air.

In an instant, the chaotic space surrounding Li Yang solidified, transforming into a cage.

Li Yang was like a mosquito trapped in amber, unable to move, his face still bearing the horrified expression he had when he fled.

"Let's search his memory,"

Shichen suggested, "Perhaps we can discover something; the timing of this variable's emergence is too coincidental."

Luohu, however, was too lazy to go through all that trouble. She walked up to the suppressed Li Yang, a murderous glint in her eyes, and directly placed her jade-like hand on the top of his head.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream echoed through the chaos; the agony of the soul-searching far surpassed any form of torture.

A moment later, Luohu withdrew his hand, and Li Yang's primordial spirit had completely dimmed, his eyes unfocused.

With a flick of her finger, a beam of annihilating demonic light shot out, instantly turning Li Yang's body, along with his shattered essence, into ashes.

The entire process was clean and efficient, without any unnecessary delays.

"Did you find anything?" Chu Feng asked.

Luohu shook his head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing between his brows:

"There's nothing useful about it; it's just a fragment of a soul from the future that accidentally merged with the remaining imprints of Yin and Yang."

However, his fragmented essence can be refined.

Having said that, she was about to activate her demonic power to absorb all the remaining fragments of Yin and Yang essence in that void.

However, at that moment, something unexpected happened!

Those primordial fragments that should have perished suddenly burst forth with incomparably brilliant light, and reassembled at an incredible speed.

Li Yang's figure, which had just turned to ashes, actually reformed in the light!

Even more alarming was the sudden burst of a terrifying aura emanating from him, far surpassing anything he had experienced before.

In the blink of an eye, his cultivation level leaped from Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal to Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

"Huh?" Chu Feng and the other three all showed surprise at the same time.

Luohu snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with even more killing intent. "Playing tricks!"

With a flick of her wrist, a jet-black spear wreathed in endless malevolent energy appeared in her hand— the God-Slaying Spear!

"Die!"