Western Continent, atop the Demonic Mountain.
Hongjun stood quietly, gazing in the direction Luohu had fled into Chaos and vanished. His eyes were calm, without joy or sorrow.
This struggle between Dao and demons had begun in the Chaos Era and continued until this day. At last, it had reached its conclusion.
Luohu had lost—utterly and completely.
Not only had most of his earth-shattering demonic cultivation been crippled, causing him to fall to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, but more importantly, his supreme demonic heart, which had dared to contend with Heaven and battle Earth, had collapsed along with the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
A Demon Ancestor who had lost both power and conviction was no longer worth fearing.
Hongjun withdrew his gaze and lightly flicked his sleeve. The four Four Swords of Zhu Xian that had fallen to the ground, their viciousness greatly diminished, flew into his sleeve.
These four swords were the greatest killing treasures of the primordial world. Though savage and violent, if used for righteous purposes, they could still slay demons and eliminate evil, preserving the order of Heaven and Earth. Leaving them in Luohu's hands would only allow him to cause trouble again.
After doing all this, Hongjun turned his gaze toward the distant east, toward Kunlun Mountain shrouded in Immortal Qi.
For the first time, a trace of undisguised curiosity appeared on his face.
The Three Pure Ones had attained the Primordial Golden Immortal Dao, drastically changing the primordial world's balance. This had been within his calculations, but he had not expected it to happen so quickly or so suddenly.
And the root of it all was that little fellow protected in the arms of the Three Pure Ones.
Devouring Calamity Fiend Qi, feeding back Origin, stirring Pangu's Will...
Hongjun silently reviewed everything that had just occurred. Even with his realm of harmony with the Heavenly Dao, he found it utterly inconceivable.
That little fellow's Origin Qi was pure and vast, containing the most primordial power of creation and transformation. This power was even more fundamental than the laws contained within the Jade Plate of Creation in his hand.
This was no mere Innate Spiritual Root.
"Pangu's True Lineage... Pangu's hidden arrangement? Or... an Anomaly of the Great Dao?"
Hongjun calculated with his fingers, only to find the heavenly secrets shrouded in mist. Everything concerning that little fellow was concealed by an invisible force, impossible to glimpse in the slightest.
He knew that the Heavenly Dao was protecting that little fellow.
Or perhaps that little fellow's existence itself had already surpassed the scope of the Heavenly Dao.
"Interesting. Truly interesting."
Hongjun had lived through countless epochs, yet this was the first time he had encountered an existence even he could not see through.
His original plan had been to expound the Great Dao at Zixiao Palace after the struggle between Dao and demons, pass down the method of Slaying Three Corpses, establish the orthodox mystical sect, and ultimately merge with the Dao to become the true ruler of the primordial world.
But now, the Three Pure Ones had attained the Primordial Dao directly without Slaying Three Corpses.
This had opened an entirely new path for all living beings of the primordial world—a path more difficult, but also one with far greater potential.
And the key to opening that path was that little fellow.
It seemed his plans needed some adjustments.
No matter what, he had to personally meet that little fellow and determine whether he would aid or hinder his future grand designs.
Having reached a decision, Hongjun no longer lingered.
With a single step, he vanished from the devastated Western Continent.
Meanwhile, at Kunlun Mountain Peak.
The phenomenon caused by the Three Pure Ones' breakthrough had gradually subsided.
Yet the three streams of Primordial pressure that shot into the nine heavens and pierced Heaven and Earth had not weakened in the slightest. Instead, they grew increasingly solid and weighty.
Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu remained seated cross-legged with their eyes closed, doing their utmost to stabilize the realms they had just broken through to.
Primordial Golden Immortal!
This was an entirely new realm, one that truly transcended the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and touched upon the Origin of the Great Dao.
Their primordial spirits, magical power, and physical bodies were all undergoing earth-shaking transformations.
Their magical power was no longer merely immortal spiritual energy. It now carried traces of Chaos, becoming their own "Primordial magical power." No longer constrained by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, it was more than a hundred times stronger than before!
Their primordial spirits had merged with the Great Dao. With a single thought, they could perceive the time and space of billions of miles, the past and future, and all manner of changes.
Their physical bodies had been reforged by the vast Origin Qi of creation. Every inch of flesh and blood contained the mighty power of World Creation.
"Big Brother, Second Brother, I feel... I feel like I could split Buzhou Mountain in half with one sword strike now!"
Tongtian Jiaozhu was the first to stabilize his realm. He opened his eyes, sensed the surging power within him, and was so excited he nearly jumped to his feet.
Though his words were somewhat exaggerated, they were not entirely boastful.
Previously, although he had also stood at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and possessed unparalleled sword Dao, his sword strikes still followed the laws of Heaven and Earth in the primordial world.
But now, his sword was law itself!
"Third Brother, do not speak nonsense! Buzhou Mountain was transformed from Father God's spine. How can you insult it so lightly?"
Yuanshi Tianzun also opened his eyes. Though he rebuked him with a stern expression, the joy and excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.
He lightly clenched his fist and felt the Space Laws around him twist and fold according to his will.
This feeling of power, of controlling everything, fascinated him beyond measure.
"Our attainment today is entirely thanks to our little disciple."
Taishang Laojun slowly opened his eyes. His aura was the most restrained, yet within those deep eyes seemed to flow scenes of Yin Yang separating and all things being born and destroyed.
His gaze immediately fell upon Lin Shen, who was sleeping soundly at the center of their protection.
At that moment, Lin Shen's little face was rosy, and his tiny mouth smacked twice as though he were having a wonderful dream.
The somewhat violent aura around him, which had resulted from devouring the fiend qi earlier, had completely calmed. In its place was a purer, gentler radiance of life.
The little green ginseng leaf atop his head was even more crystal-clear, with profound Dao Patterns slowly flowing across it, as though it contained the deepest mysteries of Heaven and Earth.
Seeing Lin Shen sleeping so adorably, the gazes of the three supreme experts, who had just attained the Primordial Dao and shaken the entire primordial world, instantly became incomparably gentle, filled with boundless affection and gratitude.
"Yes! It was all thanks to our beloved disciple!" Tongtian Jiaozhu leaned closer and carefully extended a finger, wanting to poke Lin Shen's chubby little cheek. But he feared waking him, so his hand hovered in midair for a long while before he finally could not bear to poke him.
"I was scared to death just now! I thought Little Lin Shen was burning his own Origin to help us! Thankfully! Thankfully he's alright!"
Yuanshi Tianzun nodded with lingering fear, his tone full of dread and self-reproach.
"We have received such a tremendous favor. In the future, we must repay Lin Shen many times over."
The three of them did not know what a system was.
But in their eyes, everything that had happened was because their extraordinarily gifted little disciple had sensed that the three of them had an opportunity to break through and had spared no expense, using an enormous amount of his own Origin Qi to lend them a hand.
What selfless devotion!
What profound master-disciple affection!
Besides the joy of breaking through, the Three Pure Ones were deeply moved by their little disciple's "filial devotion."
They secretly swore that they would find the best things in the entire primordial world for their little disciple in the future!
Whoever dared touch even a hair on their little disciple's head, the three of them would fight that person to the death!
Just as the three great figures were immersed in emotion and joy, Lin Shen, who had been sleeping soundly, fluttered his long eyelashes twice and slowly opened his eyes.
"Eeya?"
He rubbed his eyes and sat up drowsily.
He felt as though he had slept for a very long time, and it had been an especially comfortable sleep.
He lowered his head to look at his little arms and legs, then touched his little belly.
Mm, it did not hurt or itch. His whole body felt comfortable, except... he was a little hungry.
He looked up at the three masters surrounding him and habitually stretched out his chubby little hand, preparing to ask for food.
But the moment he looked up, he froze.
Why were his three masters looking at him so strangely?
Their eyes held excitement, relief, lingering fear, gratitude, and affection... The emotions were so complicated that even he, a transmigrator with an adult soul, could not understand them.
It was as though... as though he had done some earth-shakingly good deed.
Lin Shen tilted his little head, his face full of question marks.
What did I do?
Didn't I just have a buffet and then take a nap?
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