Primordial Chaos Group Leader

"Why on earth did I transmigrate..."

On Taihe Peak, a sixteen-year-old youth sat in low spirits. Over the past few days, he had completely integrated with another set of memories within his body, which only confirmed one thing.

He had transmigrated!

He had arrived in a world filled with the atmosphere of cultivation, where a Martial Artist could split mountains, shatter rocks, overturn seas, and traverse thousands of miles in a single stride.

This was originally what Han Fei had yearned for, but unfortunately, in this world, he was a fallen genius who had lost his luster.

The Han Fei of this world had awakened a Supreme Spiritual Root at the age of five and possessed astonishing comprehension. Before the age of ten, he had defeated all his peers, becoming a renowned prodigy.

The Peak Master of Taihe Peak had descended because of this, taking him as a disciple and bringing him back to the Tianyuan Divine Sect.

However, six years had passed, and Han Fei's spiritual energy level had not even reached level ten, remaining stuck in the so-called Body Refining Realm. This left the Peak Master of Taihe Peak, Daoist Sanyuan, feeling somewhat desperate.

Now, on Taihe Peak, no one looked at Han Fei with envious eyes anymore. Even Daoist Sanyuan rarely paid him any mind; who would care about him?

"Ding! Detected that the host has finished integrating memories. Automatically binding to the Primordial Chaos Group Leader."

"Notification: Ancient God Pangu has joined the Primordial Chaos Group."

"Notification: Ancient God Fuxi has joined the Primordial Chaos Group."

"Notification: Ancient God Yellow Emperor has joined the Primordial Chaos Group."

"Notification: Ancient God Yan Di has joined the Primordial Chaos Group."

"Notification: Ancient God Chiyou has joined the Primordial Chaos Group."

A series of notification sounds left Han Fei feeling dazed. It wasn't because of the inexplicably appearing Primordial Chaos Group; after all, nothing could be more shocking than the fact that he had transmigrated.

What surprised Han Fei was that this string of names belonged to the pinnacle figures of the myths from his "past life," beings that existed only in legends.

Han Fei did not speak at this moment, but the group was already in an uproar.

Pangu: "What is the meaning of this?"

Yellow Emperor: "My heavens! Is that Ancient God Pangu above?"

Yellow Emperor: "Chiyou, you rascal, why are you here too? Are you not satisfied with the beating you took?"

Chiyou: "Cut the crap. You and Yan Di teamed up two-on-one and even used the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. You are truly shameless."

Yan Di: "Chiyou, it seems your heart is still not upright. It is necessary for me to have a chat with you."

Chiyou: "Come on then? Do you think I'm afraid of you lot?"

"Ding-ling, Group Leader Han Fei has muted everyone."

Han Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Uh, esteemed Ancient Gods, could you please stop arguing? Please respect the order of the Primordial Chaos Group."

After he finished speaking, the others in the Primordial Chaos Group regained their freedom.

Chiyou: "It seems the group leader is the most powerful existence here now."

Yan Di: "No matter how much you suck up, you cannot hide your inner ugliness. Trying to curry favor with the group leader? Give up on that thought."

Yellow Emperor: "Why talk so much to him? Let's just hammer him."

Fuxi sighed: "How many years have you two been fighting? It never ends."

Chiyou raged: "Fuxi, stop acting like a good person here. How long did your Eight Trigrams Formation of Qiankun trap me for? Now you come out to play the peacemaker? Do you think you're some kind of saint?"

Fuxi: "I apologize. I never claimed to be a saint, but I am a good god."

Listening to the remarks of these Ancient Gods, Han Fei felt his perception being overturned. In his mind, these Ancient Gods were lofty deities, but seeing them today, their personalities were actually so fiery and eccentric.

"Uh, sorry, excuse me, seniors. I will say it again: can you please respect me as the group leader? Whoever argues again will be muted."

At this moment, Pangu, who had been silent, spoke up: "Let's skip the muting. During those few moments you muted us, I felt as if my divine soul was being restrained. Since you have the ability to gather us here, just state your request."

As soon as Pangu finished speaking, a notification sound rang out.

"Ding-ling, an exclusive red packet from Chiyou."

Chiyou: "What is this? I can actually give you something."

Han Fei used his consciousness to open the group red packet: "Discovered Divine Skill, Void Walking."

Pangu: "It seems I can give you something too."

"Ding-ling, an exclusive red packet from Pangu."

"Ding-ling, an exclusive red packet from Fuxi."

"Ding-ling, an exclusive red packet from the Yellow Emperor."

"Ding-ling, an exclusive red packet from Yan Di."

After opening them one by one, Han Fei was overjoyed: Pangu's Immortal Body, Fuxi's Eight Trigrams Array, the Yellow Emperor's Artifact Forging Technique, and Yan Di's Hundred Herbs Pill Art.

Fuxi said: "These five divine skills contain vast memories and insights. With your current soul strength, you should not be able to bear them. I suggest you choose two to learn first. We can discuss the other three later."

Han Fei was a novice, so he naturally followed Fuxi's advice.

Pangu said: "Given your current strength, I personally suggest you start with the Immortal Body and Chiyou's Void Walking. These two abilities can greatly increase your strength."

Although the five Ancient Gods did not understand why they had come to this Primordial Chaos Group, from the information gathered so far, Han Fei was the leader of the Primordial Chaos Group.

These ancient gods were no fools. With five gods and one mortal present, how could they not know what needed to be done?

Han Fei nodded, accepting the Immortal Body and Void Walking.

In an instant, a massive influx of memories surged into Han Fei's mind. At the same time, his body began to emit ripples of golden light.

Fortunately, this was a side hall, used exclusively by the disciples of Daoist Sanyuan for cultivation. It was almost impossible for any outsiders to see.

As the golden light circulated continuously over his body, Han Fei felt an agonizing pain, his flesh and blood gradually transforming, becoming hard and dense.

While his body underwent these changes, his mind simultaneously absorbed the insights and memories related to Void Walking.

Han Fei's body and soul endured immense suffering, but fortunately, it did not last long, and the golden light erupting from his body soon faded away.

Han Fei let out a breath, his face now filled with confidence, as if he had been reborn.

Bang. Just then, a dull thud echoed into the side hall, and a woman dressed in a cyan gauze dress flew directly into the room.

Han Fei frowned. Through his fused memories, he knew this was one of the nine side halls of Taihe Peak, the exclusive cultivation grounds for the nine disciples of Daoist Sanyuan. He was surprised that anyone would dare to disturb him.

The woman collapsed onto the floor of the hall, a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. Her beautiful face was full of determination.

From the entrance of the side hall, a man wearing a cyan robe walked slowly into the room.

"Outer Disciple Liu Cheng, acting on the orders of the Head Disciple, invites Ninth Senior Brother to Taihe Hall."

The woman clutched her chest and said, "Senior Brother Han, don't go. They are currently selecting candidates for the Thirty-Three Peaks Martial Arts Tournament in Taihe Hall. If you go, you will only be humiliated."

The woman was named Dong Jie. Because Han Fei was the Headmaster's disciple, he had been granted two quotas for outer disciples, and Dong Jie was one of them.

Therefore, even though she had now reached the Innate Realm, she still silently protected Han Fei. Whether it was due to the relationship between the Han family and the Dong family, or because Dong Jie had only been able to enter the Tianyuan Divine Sect thanks to Han Fei, she felt obligated to repay the favor.

However, after Dong Jie finished speaking, Liu Cheng laughed, and he laughed loudly.

"Don't go? I call you Ninth Senior Brother, but do you really think you are one? With your Body Refining Realm level six cultivation? In Taihe Peak, most of the outer disciples could beat you until you doubt your own existence. How do you have the nerve to call yourself a senior brother?"

Dong Jie said angrily, "Even if he is at level one of the Body Refining Realm, he is still a formal disciple of the Headmaster. Besides, who doesn't know what kind of intentions you have by calling Senior Brother Han to Taihe Hall?"

Liu Cheng frowned. "Noisy!"

As he spoke, he raised his leg and swept it toward Dong Jie's face.

Bang. With a dull thud, Liu Cheng's leg stopped a foot away from Dong Jie's forehead. Han Fei held Liu Cheng's leg with his right hand, saying with an indifferent expression, "Do you know what place this is?"

Liu Cheng was stunned. Just a moment ago, he had clearly seen Han Fei standing more than ten meters away. Yet, he had suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his strike.

Although he hadn't used any spiritual energy in that kick, it was still not something a level six Body Refining Realm practitioner should have been able to block.

At that moment, Liu Cheng met Han Fei's gaze.

It was cold, extremely cold. He even had the feeling of being locked onto by a wild beast, completely suppressed by the other's aura.