Dealing with the Transmigrators (3)

After doing all this, Zhang Hao's gaze finally fell on Di Jun had remained silent the whole time.

After feeling Zhang Hao's gaze, Di Jun was actually unsure of himself.

Although he was a native being, the system had implanted the memories of Transmigrator into him.

But by hiding from the world, hasn't he disrupted the workings of Heavenly Dao?

"What, you want to get into this too?"

Zhang Hao suddenly asked.

A few beads of cold sweat trickled down Di Jun's forehead, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing that Di Jun couldn't get a response, Zhang Hao gave up on teasing him.

"Come with me."

After Zhang Hao instructed Hongjun to manage the area, he led Di Jun to a certain place in the Prehistoric World.

Southern part of the Prehistoric World.

This place suffered the aftermath of the Witch-Demon War.

The turbid, earth-evil energy continuously seeped from the cracks, polluting the little spiritual energy left.

Zhenyuanzi was squatting beside a crack, carefully planting sweet potatoes.

"Sigh, the energy here is still too intense; we need to regulate it first..."

He muttered to himself as he casually made a hand seal.

The phantom of the Book of Earth flashed past the fingertip, and a wisp of pure and gentle earth elemental magic flowed into the ground, gently smoothing the edge of the crack.

"Hmm? This one looks pretty good, maybe it can mutate..."

His eyes shone as he stared at a newly planted seedling.

Just then, the space behind him rippled silently, like waves on water.

Zhang Hao's blurry figure and Di Jun, dressed simply, appeared here at the same time.

Zhenyuanzi froze instantly as he planted the sweet potatoes.

He had his back to the two people, but he could clearly feel two pairs of eyes on his back.

One is as vast as the sky, the other is calm and profound.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"How is the earth vein repair going?"

Zhang Hao's voice rang out calmly, revealing no emotion, yet it sent a shiver down Zhenyuanzi's spine.

The system within his body went ballistic, frantically warning Zhenyuanzi — the Prehistoric World Heavenly Dao has arrived.

"Zhenyuanzi... pays respects to the Heavenly Dao Venerable, and to... Fellow Di Jun."

Zhenyuanzi's voice was hoarse, filled with barely concealed fear.

"It seems you took some of what Di Jun said that day to heart."

Zhang Hao's gaze swept across the sweet potato field, his tone remaining calm.

Zhenyuanzi lowered his head even further, but his mind was racing.

I can even attract the Prehistoric World Heavenly Dao just by planting crops!

Did they discover that I was secretly using system rewards to repair the ley lines and accumulate merit?

Do you still want to thoroughly settle all the scores I went through before?

Zhang Hao seemed to smile.

"You schemed against Tongtian, you murdered the Jie Sect Disciple... I know all of that."

Zhenyuanzi's body trembled, his knees buckled, and he almost knelt down.

"But..."

Zhang Hao then changed the subject.

"You were able to calm down later and actually did some real work."

Zhenyuanzi suddenly looked up, a glimmer of disbelief and hope flashing in his eyes.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Dao..."

Merit is merit, and fault is fault.

Zhang Hao interrupted him, his gaze becoming deep.

"The system within you, and your True Spirit that transmigrated from another world—let me think about what to do with them..."

Zhenyuanzi was terrified!

The Heavenly Dao not only knew he had a system, but also knew he was Transmigrator!

As expected, nothing could be hidden!

Zhang Hao slowly raised his hand and pointed it lightly at Zhenyuanzi.

The next moment, Zhenyuanzi felt his body suddenly become empty.

His True Spirit, which had transmigrated from another world, instantly left his body, along with the system, and was expelled from it.

"I will not take your True Spirit."

Zhang Hao's voice pulled him back from the brink of despair.

"Since you repaired part of the Prehistoric World earth veins, I will grant you a foothold in the Prehistoric World."

The Transmigrator, Zhenyuanzi, looked bewildered, and then a new physical body merged with his True Spirit.

"From this day forward, you shall be the local earth god of the Prehistoric World."

Zhang Hao's voice carried the majesty of destiny ordained by Heavenly Dao.

"Your duty is to repair the earth's Spiritual Veins, which have been damaged by this Measure Calamity and by the accumulation of countless past Primordial Era."

"I've made some minor modifications to your system."

Zhang Hao raised his hand, and a sliver of clear light flew out, disappearing into the brow of the Transmigrator Zhenyuanzi.

"From now on, every time you repair a ley line or harmonize the soil and water, you will receive corresponding points."

"Points can be exchanged for specific resources and methods needed to repair the earth's veins, and can also slowly stabilize your realm and solidify your foundation."

"But what if they slack off..."

Zhang Hao didn't finish his sentence, but the invisible pressure made Zhenyuanzi shiver.

"The Gongming."

The Transmigrator, Zhenyuanzi, lay prostrate on the ground, his face filled with the joy of surviving a calamity.

"I hope you will take care of yourself."

Zhang Hao left behind his last words and slowly disappeared with Di Jun from the spot.

By the time Di Jun went blind again, he had already been taken to the Zixiao Palace by Zhang Hao.

The Zixiao Palace is now bustling with activity.

Apart from those few innate Great Power who were personally saved by Hongjun.

There are also many other primordial Primordial Era saved by other sages since the beginning of time.

During the Witch-Demon War, aside from those Transmigrator, there were quite a few deeply hidden Transmigrator were secretly causing trouble.

Zhang Hao has already instructed Yuanshi and Laozi to handle this.

"Holy crap, so many people?!"

When Di Jun saw the grand scene in the Zixiao Palace, he was also taken aback.

Is this Prehistoric World really this outrageous...?

After the group met Zhang Hao and Di Jun in the Zixiao Palace.

They were initially gossiping about the Witch-Demon War, but in the blink of an eye, the discussion turned to the Hun Yuan Great Dao.

Is Zhenyuanzi here?

Zhang Hao glanced at the group of True Spirit without physical bodies, his tone revealing little emotion.

"Is there any instruction from Heavenly Dao?"

The real Zhenyuanzi stepped out from the crowd, his eyes filled with curiosity about Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao smiled faintly, "Your tribulation is complete; you can return to the Prehistoric World."

By the time Zhenyuanzi realized what was happening, he had already regained his physical body.

Moreover, his cultivation level was at the Perfected Quasi-Saint.

But Zhenyuanzi couldn't be happy...

If you let him listen to the sermons for a while, he will be able to cultivate to the Primordial Dao Fruit!

Zhang Hao took out Zhenyuanzi's Book of Earth and simultaneously grasped the Shanhai Realm that had been created in the past.

Under the construction of the Transmigrator Nuwa and those fallen Great Witch and Demon God, the Shanhai Realm has developed in a more powerful direction.

Subsequently, Zhang Hao used the laws of Heavenly Dao to merge the Shanhai Realm with the Book of Earth.

In Zhang Hao's hand, the ancient pages of the Book of Earth slowly unfolded, exuding a vast and profound aura of the earth.

Meanwhile, the Shanhai Realm, which had been built over a long period by the Transmigrator Nuwa and the fallen Great Witch and Demon God and was already taking shape and full of life, transformed into a stream of light and slowly merged into the Book of Earth.

Within the Zixiao Palace, Daoist energy resounded, and laws intertwined.

Originally just Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Book of Earth began an astonishing transformation after merging with the boundless potential of the Shanhai Realm's origin.

On the pages of the book, the patterns that originally depicted mountains and rivers have become even more intricate and mysterious.

The movement of the sun, moon, Stars can be faintly seen, along with the illusory figures of all kinds of creatures moving about and dwelling, and the natural evolution of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and the changing of the four seasons.

A supreme Daoist spirit, encompassing all things and recording the Prehistoric World world, permeated the scrolls.

As the last ray of light disappeared into it, the Book of Earth trembled slightly, and its entire body radiated a warm and vast mysterious yellow light.

On the cover, three ancient and profound divine characters slowly coalesce – the Classic of Mountains and Seas!