Newborn Primordial Wilderness, Struggle for the Dao Lineage!

In the Chaos Sea, the crystalline Dao Seed slowly rotated, its surface flowing with patterns of interwoven primordial yellow and purple energy.

The roots of the Six-Eared Macaque divine tree tightly entwined the Dao seed.

Six-Eared Macaque could clearly sense the evolution of the inner world—the reshaping of mountains and rivers, the surging of streams, and the re-arranging of stars.

The beings of the Primordial Origin World are now awakening within the Dao Seed as if in a dream.

"Master, we succeeded..."

Six-Eared Macaque murmured softly, the golden patterns behind his ears slightly warm, "But this world is no longer the primordial Primordial Wilderness it once was."

Nuwa's Mountains and Rivers State Diagram unfolds, reflecting the scene within the Dao Seed:

On the newly Primordial Continent, mortal kingdoms still exist, but cultivators have lost their memories, as if everything has returned to the beginning of Hundun.

The Reincarnation Disk of the Empress Houtu floated in the air, and at this time the cracks in the Six Paths of Reincarnation had been repaired.

But the law of reincarnation has become unfamiliar—when a soul is reincarnated, a faint purple mark will appear on its forehead.

"The struggle between the Taichu order and the void may not be over yet."

Pangu Qiong gripped his Bronze Battle Axe and said in a deep voice, "Their wills continue to contend in this world."

East Victory Divine Continent.

In an ordinary village called "Qingxi Village", a boy suddenly wakes up from a dream.

The purple markings on his forehead shimmered, and fragments of unfamiliar memories echoed in his mind—

A battlefield teeming with the Blood Sea, a collapsing Bronze Giant Wheel, and that figure in black robes fluttering in the wind...

"Hongmeng... Dao Lord..."

The boy unconsciously uttered these words, and a wisp of purple lightning condensed in his palm.

The old locust tree outside the village suddenly withered, but where the bark peeled off, crystallized patterns were revealed.

The boy ran out of the house in a panic, only to find that all the living things in the entire village had fallen into an eerie stillness.

"Finally found you."

A Daoist priest in purple robes emerged from the shadows, a fragment of a pulsating Daoist seed embedded between his brows.

He stared greedily at the purple mark on the boy's forehead. "The reincarnation of Lord Calamity..."

West Bull He Continent.

An ancient Daoist temple suddenly appeared, standing atop a sea of clouds.

The plaque above the gate of the Daoist temple is inscribed with the two characters "Xuanhuang". In the courtyard, a strange tree, half withered and half flourishing, sways gently.

Whenever a cultivator imbued with the Profound Yellow Qi approaches, the tree trunk emits a guiding light.

This tree is called 'Cause and Effect'.

Inside the Daoist temple, an elderly man in white robes stroked a tree trunk and said to the cultivators who came to become his disciples, "It can reveal the karma of your past lives."

As soon as the words were spoken, a female cultivator carrying an ancient sword in the crowd suddenly felt a splitting headache.

Her sword energy erupted uncontrollably, condensing into a phantom image of Heaven Measuring Ruler in the void.

The old man's pupils contracted slightly. "As expected... the successor of the Taichu Dao Venerable has also awakened."

At the same time, unusual phenomena appeared in both the North Ju Lu Continent and the South Zhan Continent.

At this moment, deep within the core of the Dao Seed World, two yin-yang fish are chasing each other in the Hundun.

The white fish, formed from the Profound Yellow Qi, spoke, "Void, we have both become embodiments of the Dao, so why should we contend any longer?"

The black fish formed from purple energy sneered, "Taichu, do you really think that creating a new world will allow you to escape the Great Tribulation? Look at those with purple markings—my lineage is reviving!"

As the black fish spoke, the creatures with purple markings on their foreheads outside simultaneously looked up, their eyes flashing with an eerie purple light.

Outer Heavens, the ruins of the primordial Primordial Chaos World.

Six-Eared Macaque placed the Dao Seed on the last remaining root of the Chaos Divine Tree.

The roots of the sacred tree pierced the seed of the Dao, resonating with the Cause and Effect Tree of the inner world.

"Master, I understand your plan."

He cut his wrist, and the Chaos Ancestral Blood poured onto the surface of the Dao Seed.

The moment the blood seeped in, the phantom of seventy-two Bronze Ancient Lamp appeared in the sky above the Dao Seed World—the very treasures that guarded the world from the Pangu Ancestral Hall!

Each ancient lamp corresponds to a cultivator who carries the Xuanhuang Inheritance.

When all the inheritors awaken, the contingency plan left behind by the Taichu will be fully activated...

On the shores of the South Sea, a Crystal Palace suddenly rose from the seabed.

The descendants of the Dragon Clan were astonished to discover that twelve bronze pillars entwined with Star Chain stood in the palace, and the pillars were engraved with scenes from the Primordial Chaos!

"Finally found... the seed of the Dao..."

From the seabed fissure, a giant hand covered in purple patterns slowly emerged.

The Third Calamity Envoy, the roar of "Rotten," shattered the vast ocean. "For Lord Void... I offer this world!"

The boy from Qingxi Village clenched his fists, purple lightning swirling around him.

He looked towards the Xuanhuang Dao Academy amidst the distant sea of clouds, and a voice from the depths of his being told him:

"Go there... and rediscover your true power."

At the same time, the female cultivator carrying the ancient sword killed the purple-robed Daoist who came to pursue her.

The fragments of the Dao Seed she plucked with the tip of her sword transformed into Liu Guang and disappeared into her forehead.

"Taichu... Dao Venerable..."

Memories flooded back, and she finally understood the mission she bore.

At the highest point of the Dao Seed World, the chase between the two yin-yang fish intensified.

This struggle over the orthodox tradition, which concerns the direction of a new era, seems to have only just begun...

Xuanhuang Dao Academy, the sea of clouds churns like a dragon.

The white-robed elder stood Cause and Effect Tree, his gaze sweeping over the hundreds of cultivators who had come to seek apprenticeship.

Among them were ordinary martial artists, rogue Daoist cultivators, and even a few ancient beings with obscure auras.

"This tree is named 'Cause and Effect,' and it can illuminate past and present lives."

The old man's voice was aged, yet contained profound Daoist wisdom. "If one is destined to be connected with the Xuanhuang Dao lineage, the tree trunk will naturally manifest extraordinary phenomena."

A female cultivator carrying an ancient sword stepped forward and lightly touched the tree trunk with her palm.

In an instant, the Cause and Effect Tree trembled violently, its withered branches sprouted new buds, and the Profound Yellow Qi cascaded down like a waterfall, forming an illusory Heaven Measuring Ruler around her!

"The successor of the Taichu Dao Venerable..." The old man's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.

At this moment, gasps of surprise came from the crowd.

The female cultivator frowned, unfamiliar memories flashing through her mind—the bloody battle at the Ruins, the shattering of the Bronze Giant Wheel, the black-robed Daoist's cold laughter...

"My name is... Qing Li?"

She murmured to herself, unsure whether it was her own name or a mark from a past life.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from outside the Daoist temple!

"Boom--!"

The Mountain Protection Array was cleaved open by a bolt of purple lightning, and three purple-patterned cultivators emerged from the dust and smoke.

The leader had a sinister face, with a pulsating fragment of a Dao seed embedded between his brows.

He sneered, "Remnants of the Xuanhuang sect, dare to establish a lineage here?"

As the purple-patterned cultivator raised his hand, the power of calamity transformed into a torrential downpour of poisonous rain.

Rainwater touches plants and trees, instantly crystallizing; when it falls on a cultivator, flesh and blood immediately rot and turn to ash!

"They are cultists who have brought 'Calamity'!" the white-robed elder roared. "Form the formation!"

Seventy-two disciples of the Daoist academy simultaneously performed hand seals, condensing the Profound Yellow Qi into a light barrier that barely blocked the poisonous rain.

But the purple-patterned cultivator sneered, and a spear wrapped in purple lightning appeared in his palm—it was a replica of the weapon of the Primordial Chaos World God General "Purple Zenith Heavenly Lord"!

"Destroy!"

The spear pierced the air, and the light curtain shattered in response.

Just as the poisonous rain was about to engulf everyone, Qing Li, the female cultivator carrying an ancient sword, suddenly leaped up.

The illusory image of the Heaven Measuring Ruler swept across, actually cutting the Purple Lightning Spear in two!

"Um?"

The purple-patterned cultivator's pupils constricted sharply. "It's actually that person's Heaven Measuring Ruler? You can actually manifest a magic weapon of the Emperor Realm?!"

Qing Li herself was stunned. She instinctively swung her sword, but it triggered the dormant power within her.

The white-robed elder seized the opportunity, waved his sleeve, Cause and Effect Tree broke through the soil.

He held the three purple-patterned cultivators tightly, demanding, "Speak! What is the purpose of the Purple Cloud Palace sending you here?"

"Hahaha..." the leading purple-patterned cultivator sneered, "You think we're the only ones taking action? Look down the mountain!"

Looking down, everyone saw that the village at the foot of the mountain was ablaze with purple flames, and countless villagers, their foreheads adorned with purple markings, were surging towards the Daoist temple with dazed expressions.

East Victory Divine Continent, Qingxi Village.

The young man, Ye Chen, woke up from a nightmare, the purple mark on his forehead burning hot like a branding iron.

After the strange purple rain last night, everyone in the village became a stranger.

The parents' eyes were vacant, the neighbor lingered outside the door with a machete in hand, and even the yellow dog at the village entrance seemed to have grown a third eye.

"I have to get out of here..." He clenched his fist, purple lightning flashing in his palm.

However, as soon as I opened the window, a rotting face suddenly pressed against me!

"Ye Chen... join us..."

The former schoolteacher now grinned, his teeth now turned into purple crystal clusters.

Ye Chen felt a chill run through his body and instinctively thrust out a palm.

The palm lightning exploded, blasting the rotting corpse into pieces!

"What... what kind of power do I possess?"

Without thinking, he frantically fled out of the village.

Behind them, the "people" of the entire village began to mutate, their limbs twisting as they chased after them.

Just as Ye Chen collapsed from exhaustion, a sword light descended from the sky!

"Whoosh—!"

The sword energy was like a rainbow, annihilating all the pursuers.