Dao Ancestor Personally Arrives at Kunlun Mountain

Western Continent, summit of Demon Mountain.

Hongjun's figure stood quietly. He watched the direction where Luohu had vanished into the chaos, his gaze serene, devoid of joy or sorrow.

This battle between Dao and Demon had begun in the primordial chaos and continued until this very day, finally reaching a conclusion.

Luohu had lost, utterly and completely.

Not only was his world-shattering demonic cultivation crippled by more than half, causing him to fall to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, but more importantly, his supreme demonic heart, which had challenged heaven and earth, had also collapsed along with the shattering of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

A Demon Ancestor who had lost his power and his conviction was no longer a threat.

Hongjun withdrew his gaze and lightly waved his sleeve. The Four Swords of Zhu Xian, which had fallen to the ground with their ferocity greatly diminished, flew into his sleeve.

These four swords were the foremost killing treasures of the Primordial World. Though fierce, if used for righteous purposes, they could slay demons and monsters, maintaining the order of heaven and earth. Leaving them in Luohu's hands would only lead to further trouble.

Having done all this, Hongjun then turned his attention to the distant East, to Kunlun Mountain, shrouded in Immortal Qi.

For the first time, a hint of undisguised curiosity appeared on his face.

The Three Pure Ones achieving Primordial Golden Immortal status had drastically changed the landscape of the Primordial World. This was within his predictions, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, so suddenly.

And the root of it all was that little fellow the Three Pure Ones were protecting.

"Devouring Calamity Fiend Qi, feeding back into the origin, invoking Pangu's will..."

Hongjun mentally replayed everything that had just happened. Even with his state of being aligned with the Heavenly Dao, he found it utterly inconceivable.

The little fellow's Origin Qi was pure and vast, containing the most primal power of creation and genesis. This power was even more fundamental than the laws contained within the Jade Plate of Creation in his hand.

This was no longer a simple Innate Spiritual Root.

"Pangu's True Lineage... Pangu's contingency? Or... an Anomaly of the Great Dao?"

Hongjun calculated with his fingers, but only found the heavenly secrets to be utterly shrouded. Everything about the little fellow was obscured by an invisible force, making it impossible to glean even the slightest detail.

He knew this was the Heavenly Dao protecting the little fellow.

Or rather, the existence of the little fellow itself transcended the scope of the Heavenly Dao.

"Interesting, truly interesting."

Hongjun had lived for countless aeons, yet this was the first time he had encountered an existence he couldn't see through.

His original plan was, after the Dao-Demon conflict, to lecture on the Great Dao in Zixiao Palace, impart the method of Slaying Three Corpses, establish the orthodox Mystic Gate, and ultimately merge with the Dao, becoming the true ruler of the Primordial World.

But now, the Three Pure Ones had achieved Primordial Golden Immortal status without Slaying Three Corpses.

This had opened up an entirely new path for all beings in the Primordial World, a path that was more arduous but held even greater potential.

And the key to opening this path was that little fellow.

His own plans seemed to require some adjustments.

Regardless, he had to see the little fellow with his own eyes to determine whether he would be an aid or an obstacle to his future grand design.

With his decision made, Hongjun lingered no longer.

He took one step, and his figure vanished from the ravaged Western Continent.

At the same time, atop Kunlun Mountain.

The phenomena accompanying the breakthrough of the Three Pure Ones had gradually subsided.

However, the three Primordial pressures that shot straight into the heavens and pierced through the earth had not weakened in the slightest; instead, they had become even more solidified and profound.

Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian Jiaozhu still sat cross-legged, their eyes tightly shut, fully focused on stabilizing their newly attained realms.

Primordial Golden Immortal!

This was a brand new realm, a realm that truly transcended Grand Unity and touched the origin of the Great Dao.

Their Primordial Spirits, magical power, and physical bodies were all undergoing earth-shattering transformations.

Their magical power was no longer mere Immortal Qi, but carried wisps of chaotic color. This was their own "Primordial Magical Power," no longer bound by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and its power was more than a hundred times greater than before!

Their Primordial Spirits merged with the Great Dao, and with a single thought, they could perceive countless miles of space and time, the past and the future, all changes unfolding within their minds.

Their physical bodies were reshaped by the boundless Origin Qi of creation, every inch of flesh and blood containing the mighty power of heaven and earth.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, I feel... I feel like I could split Buzhou Mountain with one sword now!"

Tongtian Jiaozhu was the first to stabilize his realm. He opened his eyes, felt the surging power within him, and was so excited he almost jumped up.

While his words were somewhat exaggerated, they weren't entirely boastful.

In the past, although he was also at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal and his swordsmanship was unparalleled, his sword strikes followed the laws of heaven and earth in the Primordial World.

But now, his sword strike was the law itself!

"Third Brother, do not speak such nonsense! Buzhou Mountain was formed from Father God's spine, how can you insult it!"

Yuanshi Tianzun also opened his eyes. Although he reprimanded with a stern face, the joy and excitement in his eyes were impossible to conceal.

He lightly clenched his fist and felt the surrounding spatial laws twist and fold according to his will.

This feeling of control over everything was incredibly captivating to him.

"We owe our current state entirely to our little disciple's help."

Taishang Laojun slowly opened his eyes. His aura was the most restrained, yet within his deep, profound gaze, it seemed as if the opening of Yin and Yang and the birth and death of all things were in motion.

His gaze immediately fell upon Lin Shen, whom they were protecting in the center and who was currently sleeping soundly.

At this moment, Lin Shen's small face was flushed, and his little mouth smacked twice, as if he were having a beautiful dream.

The violent aura that had previously emanated from him due to devouring malevolent energy had completely subsided. In its place was a purer, more gentle light of life.

The small, verdant ginseng leaf atop his head was even more crystal clear, with profound Dao Patterns slowly circulating on it, as if containing the deepest mysteries of heaven and earth.

Looking at Lin Shen's adorable sleeping form, the three top-tier powerhouses who had just attained Primordial Golden Immortal status and shook the Primordial World, their eyes instantly softened, filled with endless doting and gratitude.

"That's right! It's all thanks to our precious disciple!" Tongtian Jiaozhu leaned over, carefully extending a finger, wanting to touch Lin Shen's chubby cheeks. But afraid of waking him, his hand hovered in mid-air for a long time before he ultimately couldn't bring himself to poke him.

"I was so scared just now! I thought Little Lin Shen was burning his own origin to help us! Luckily! Luckily, he's alright!"

Yuanshi Tianzun also nodded, still feeling the lingering fear, his tone full of apprehension and self-reproach.

"We have received this immense favor; we must compensate Lin Shen doubly in the future."

The three of them, though they didn't know what a System was.

In their eyes, everything that had just happened was their exceptionally gifted little disciple, sensing their breakthrough opportunities, sparing no expense by consuming vast amounts of his own Origin Qi to lend them a helping hand.

What selfless devotion this was!

What profound master-disciple affection!

In the hearts of the Three Pure Ones, besides the joy of their breakthrough, they were more than anything moved to tears by their little disciple's "filial piety."

They secretly vowed that from now on, they would find the best things in the entire Primordial World for their little disciple!

Anyone who dared to touch a single hair on their little disciple's head would face their combined wrath!

Just as the three great figures were immersed in emotion and joy, Lin Shen, who was sleeping soundly, felt his long eyelashes flutter twice, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Eee-yah?"

He rubbed his eyes and sat up groggily.

He felt like he had slept for a long, long time, and it had been a particularly sound sleep.

He looked down at his little arms and legs, then touched his little belly.

Hmm, no pain, no itch, his whole body felt comfortable, except... he was a little hungry.

He looked up at the three masters surrounding him and habitually extended his chubby little hand, ready to be fed.

But when he looked up, he froze.

The way his three masters were looking at him... why was it so strange?

In their eyes, there was excitement, relief, lingering fear, gratitude, and affection... it was so complex that even he, a transmigrator with an adult soul, couldn't understand it.

It was as if... as if he had done something earth-shattering and magnificent.

Lin Shen tilted his little head, his face full of question marks.

What did I do?

Didn't I just have an all-you-can-eat meal and then take a nap?