What a Thick Thigh I've Grabbed

"Luohu, today I, this humble Taoist, will rid the Primordial Chaos of your pestilential presence!"

At this moment, Hongjun, with the Myriad Heavens' Auspicious Cloud hovering above his head, faced Luohu from afar. The battle had reached its climax, and both sides had suffered heavy losses. Of the four Great Immortals who had besieged Luohu, only Hongjun and Yang Mei remained. Luohu was in no better condition; the God-Slaying Spear was damaged, and the Twelve-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus had vanished during the fight. Furthermore, the shattering of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation had caused a backlash that severely wounded Luohu.

"Luohu, your grand scheme has failed. Are you ready to die?"

Hongjun and Yang Mei, their robes tattered, looked down at Luohu from above.

"Tch, you think you've already won? Even if I die, I won't let you have it easy!"

Luohu frantically channeled his magic power, guiding it towards the earth veins in the west. Instantly, heaven and earth underwent a drastic change, and the entire western earth vein was stirred by Luohu.

"Not good! He intends to detonate the earth veins and take us all down with him! Stop him quickly!"

Hongjun and Yang Mei were greatly alarmed. If the entire western earth vein were detonated, the resulting power would pose a risk of even a Quasi-Saint perishing.

Moreover, if the western dragon vein were detonated, it would be difficult for powerful beings to emerge in the west in the future. The two of them hurriedly attacked, unleashing their magic power towards Luohu without restraint.

The Heavenly Dao was also stunned. It frantically operated its power, attempting to suppress the western earth vein. After all, if the western earth vein were destroyed, the Heavenly Dao would suffer as well.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the entire west was turned upside down.

Hongjun, having managed to summon the Myriad Heavens' Auspicious Cloud to protect himself in time, merely spat out a mouthful of blood from the impact of the explosion.

Yang Mei was not so fortunate. Although he had timely employed the Law of Space to evade, he was still severely wounded by the blast. The Heavenly Dao, meanwhile, fell into a deep slumber.

As for the culprit, Luohu, with all his supreme treasures destroyed and having been severely injured in the previous battle, was now barely clinging to life.

"Hahaha, Hongjun, I have lost this battle, but it is not over yet!"

Luohu's eyes were filled with madness.

"Great Dao above, I, Luohu, make this Great Dao oath: I shall transform into an Outer Realm Sky Demon, and from this day forth, demons shall flourish while the Dao declines. May the demon path rise higher than the righteous path! The Demonic Cult is established!"

Luohu, a peak Quasi-Saint mighty being, just one step away from becoming a Saint, bypassed the Heavenly Dao and directly made a Great Dao oath. The Great Dao, sensing this, decreed that the demonic path should exist.

At this moment, Luohu's face was ashen. Victory belongs to the victor, and defeat means defeat.

"Hehehe, as long as the demonic path endures, I, Luohu, shall be eternal!"

With that, Luohu dissipated into the heavens and earth. The generation's Demon Ancestor, Luohu, had finally perished.

But just then, a bead emitting a Primordial Chaos aura suddenly appeared.

It spun leisurely in the air, absorbing the residual essence blood of the three combatants left behind in the Primordial Chaos.

After absorbing the essence blood, a spiritual intelligence slowly emerged within the bead, filled with the bloodline power intimately connected to the three of them.

This caused Hongjun and Yang Mei's expressions to change drastically.

It wasn't over yet. A missing piece of the Jade Disc of Creation, as if summoned, proactively appeared and merged with the bead.

It must be known that the Jade Disc of Creation represented the Heavenly Dao. This missing piece represented the "one that escapes," the sliver of hope left for the beings of the Primordial Chaos.

What the hell was this???

Hongjun and Yang Mei were dumbfounded, their gazes fixed on the floating bead.

It had merged with their own blood. Did they now have a child?

But having merged with the blood of all three, whose child was it, really?

And the Heavenly Dao had also interfered.

What was this supposed to be?

"Alas, it seems we are destined to have a father-son relationship with it,"

Hongjun said helplessly, looking at the bead that possessed his bloodline power.

"This humble Taoist intends to establish the Daoist Sect. Since you are my child, your name shall be Xuan Yi, and your Taoist name shall be Xuan Qingzi. What do you think, fellow Daoist Yang Mei?"

"As fellow Daoist wishes,"

Yang Mei, in his heart, had already cursed Hongjun's ancestors.

He was already severely injured, while Hongjun's injuries were lighter. Now, with one mountain unable to house two tigers, he might not be able to defeat Hongjun and couldn't afford to offend him easily.

However, since his bloodline was also involved, Yang Mei couldn't bear it in his heart.

"Very well."

Yang Mei pointed a finger, and a branch slowly appeared, merging into the bead.

"This is a branch imbued with the Law of Space, a gift from me. After you integrate it, you will comprehend the Great Dao of Space. When I attain the Great Dao, I shall meet you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Mei employed the Law of Space and rapidly fled towards the outside of the Primordial Chaos. If he didn't escape now, he feared Hongjun would keep him in the Primordial Chaos forever.

Hongjun did not pursue Yang Mei as he fled. Yang Mei's Law of Space was unfathomably profound; if he wanted to escape, Hongjun truly couldn't keep him and could only plan for the future.

Looking at the devastated west, damaged by the earth vein explosion, Hongjun also felt a headache. This fellow had left him with a huge mess to clean up.

He collected the scattered magical treasures and then summoned the bead to his side.

At this moment, Hong Luo was also bewildered. He was originally a fine young man from the 21st century.

I was on my way to help an old lady cross the street when a meteor struck me from the sky. My vision went black, and everything went dark.

When I opened my eyes again, an old face was staring at me. I was so startled that Hong Luo let out a terrified scream.

"What the heck, old man? Are you trying to assault me?"

Unfortunately, no sound came out.

Hong Luo was instantly dumbfounded. He looked again and realized he had become a bead.

"Did I transmigrate? Why am I a bead? And where did I even end up?"

"Transmigrators are supposed to get a system, right?"

"System, are you there?"

"Hello, hello?"

Hong Luo called out in his heart ten thousand times, but the system never appeared.

"It's over, it's over. I don't even have a system, and I'm a bead. I'm doomed. Why is my life so miserable?"

Just then, the bead emitted a mysterious light, and a flood of information poured into Hong Luo's mind.

"So that meteor was the Primordial Chaos Bead, and I've transmigrated into the Primordial Chaos Bead?"

The Primordial Chaos Bead was originally a Primordial Supreme Treasure, the first supreme treasure of the Primordial Chaos World. Unfortunately, the Primordial Chaos shattered, severely damaging the Primordial Chaos Bead and causing it to devolve into a Houtian Supreme Treasure.

It then brought Hong Luo through endless time and space. Its original consciousness was erased, but later it absorbed the blood essence of three supreme powerhouses and a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation. This allowed Hong Luo to usurp its place. Now, Hong Luo had effortlessly acquired all the cultivation techniques recorded within the Primordial Chaos Bead.

Meanwhile, sensing the bloodline power emanating from the bead, Hongjun couldn't help but feel a surge of affection.

"I am Hongjun of Jade Capital Mountain. Since you possess my bloodline, you shall be my son from now on. Xuan Yi, your Daoist title is: Xuan Qingzi."

"Hongjun? It seems I've transmigrated into the Primordial World."

"Wait, Hongjun's son? Holy crap, this isn't a disastrous start, this is a god-tier opening!"

"Hahaha, my brilliant life as Hong Luo begins! No, from now on, I am Xuan Yi!"

Xuan Yi's grin stretched from ear to ear. Hongjun's son, plus the original body of the Primordial Chaos Bead – he'd be unstoppable now.

Who was Hongjun? The future Dao Ancestor! This was a great father to have. Who would dare mess with him in the future? He'd just shout, "My father is Hongjun!" The thought alone made him excited, not to mention he was also the Primordial Chaos Bead.

If Xuan Yi knew that he also carried the bloodline of two other great gods, he might not be able to handle it and would faint on the spot.

"Alright, that's settled. Little one, come back to Jade Capital Mountain with me."