Returning to the Prehistoric World

"So, you consider him half a son?" Yang Mei blurted out in a moment of madness.

The Sovereign of Jie Teachings glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

But that look made Yang Mei instantly shut her mouth and shrink back.

Wang Shu shook her head helplessly, at her wit's end with Yang Mei's impulsive nature. She looked at Zhang Hao and said seriously:

"I know you are True Spirit to find your other half, but in this Chaos world, that person is elusive, and even I have only caught a fleeting glimpse of them."

The Sovereign of Jie Teachings added in a timely manner:

"Actually, it was only at this moment that I realized that he also had the other half of his True Spirit."

"He never mentioned it to me."

Zhang Hao already understood what was going on.

His other half of his True Spirit is definitely deliberately avoiding him, probably having some fun somewhere in the Chaos right now.

After all, even if Zhang Hao hadn't become the Prehistoric World Heavenly Dao, he would still be Chaos around in the Chaos Realm...

What a spendthrift! He inherited the Chaos Bead from Pangu, but he didn't even leave it for me!

Never mind, we'll meet again someday, so I won't bother looking for it.

Zhang Hao kept complaining to himself, unsure how to evaluate himself.

The Sovereign of Jie Teachings slowly spoke to Zhang Hao:

"This Sovereign Space can be given to you, fellow Daoist, to settle your karmic debts."

He raised his hand and gestured, Sovereign Space slowly closed up, finally transforming into a ball of light that floated towards Zhang Hao.

"The Chaos Bead itself is related to the very foundation of my cultivation path, and is used to ward off the erosion of the Destruction Demon God, so I cannot give it away."

Zhang Hao reached out and took the core of the Sovereign Space, thus acknowledging and settling this karmic debt.

He turned his gaze to Yang Mei beside him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Yang Mei."

"What?" Yang Mei's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over her.

"Look, even in this Chaos, our Prehistoric World now has its own foundation."

Zhang Hao pointed outside, which indicated the location of the world where Dao Venerable and the others were.

" With the Dao Venerable and his group managing the system's investments, and now with the addition of this Sovereign Space, they are in dire need of a great talent to oversee the overall situation and sit at the center."

Yang Mei's eyelids twitched. "You wouldn't be thinking of...?"

"Good."

Zhang Hao patted Yang Mei on the shoulder, his tone sincere:

"You are the Space Demon God, with the deepest understanding of Chaos, and your strength is enough to convince everyone."

"The responsibility of being the chairman of this Chaos branch company belongs to no one but you!"

"Alright, alright, I'll stay."

Yang Mei agreed listlessly, already plotting in her mind how to order around Dao Venerable Zun and his gang.

There's always more work to be done, but if he lets his subordinates do more, he, as the branch office chairman, can have an easier time, right?

"Then I'll entrust the management of the Sovereign Space to you as well. Remember to hand over the Origin to the Prehistoric World every Primordial Era."

Zhang Hao also gave the Sovereign Space to Yang Mei.

Yang Mei almost couldn't catch her breath.

He felt like he wasn't even as well-treated as those Transmigrator from the Prehistoric World...

"Now that this matter is settled, I will not linger any longer."

The Sovereign of Jie Teachings said no more, his figure slowly fading away, along with the four floating phantoms of the Immortal Slaying Sword.

Only his indifferent voice echoed in the space:

"Perhaps we will meet again someday if fate allows."

Wang Shu looked at Zhang Hao: "Would you like to come back to the Taiyin Temple with me for a rest? Or...?"

"It's time to return to the Prehistoric World."

Zhang Hao gazed into the depths of Chaos, his eyes piercing through endless Space-Time, and saw that majestic and vast world.

"It's been a while since we came out. I wonder if those aspiring workers from the Prehistoric World have had enough fun yet."

Wang Shu nodded gently, said no more, and her moon-white figure transformed into a stream of light, disappearing towards the Taiyin World.

Zhang Hao glanced at Yang Mei one last time and smiled:

"Work hard, and I'll recognize you as an outstanding employee in the future."

Having said that, he took a step forward, his figure merging into the Chaos energy and disappearing from sight.

"Advanced my ass..."

Yang Mei muttered something, then looked at the group of system vendors waiting for him to assign them jobs outside the endless Space-Time.

Well, this chairman of the Chaos branch office has already had an off-the-charts workload on his first day in office.

At the boundary between the Prehistoric World and Chaos.

The Transmigrator's hundred-year vacation was long over, and the pit was filled with people again.

"I wonder when this will ever end!" Candle Dragon sighed.

East Prince Gong didn't complain as much as Candle Dragon.

He twisted his head and said proudly, "Lord if Heavenly Dao lets me go, I won't leave."

He created three thousand worlds, and within them he truly experienced the life of a protagonist in Prehistoric World world.

Just as the Transmigrator were chatting, Zhang Hao's figure appeared silently at the scene.

"Lord Heavenly Dao?!"

Zhang Hao smiled at the group of Transmigrator.

"Don't say I'm bad to you. I brought back some helpers for you from this trip to Chaos."

"Huh? There are helpers too?" The Transmigrator looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Hao lightly unfurled his sleeves, and Chaos aura surged forth.

Countless figures, compressed into points of light, fell like a shower of stars.

These were Quasi-Saint level laborers he had packed up from the worlds of the Sovereign Space and the Dao Venerable.

Each of them, whose Dao Heart had been tarnished by the oppression within their original systems, now floated aimlessly in the Chaos air currents at the edge of the Prehistoric World Barrier.

"From this day forward, you shall begin to expand and conquer the primordial Prehistoric World."

As soon as the words were spoken, labor contracts formed from the laws of Heavenly Dao appeared simultaneously before the eyes of all the Quasi-Saint.

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in chaos.

"Just... all it takes is to create Chaos?"

These Quasi-Saint, who had been exploited to the point of near numbness by the system and the Main God, revealed expressions of disbelief.

Within the system park or the Sovereign Space.

They not only have to regularly hand over their blood, but also have to "voluntarily donate blood" from time to time.

Without any backing, these self-made Quasi-Saint live worse lives than even the Great Luo.

"Heavenly Dao's Lord is benevolent! We will surely give our lives to expand the territory of this Prehistoric World until our dying breath!"

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, then pointed to the Transmigrator buried in the pit:

"If you can attain the Primordial Realm, you can enjoy VIP access just like them, without having to create your Chaos."

The Transmigrator, "Yes, yes, yes! This spot is so comfortable, everyone hurry up and jump in!"

No sooner had Zhang Hao finished speaking than some impatient Quasi-Saint roared and charged toward Chaos.

His magical power surged forth, tearing a gash through the raging Chaos air currents.

Someone manifested a Dharma form, carrying it on their shoulders and in their hands, and molded the Chaos energy mass into the prototype of the world.

Some people worked together to carve out a world where the clear and the turbid were distinct.

In an instant, Chaos surged and brilliance shone brightly outside the Prehistoric World Barrier.

"Tsk, they're really motivated to work."

Zhang Hao watched the scene with satisfaction, then snapped his fingers and sent a message to Yang Mei:

"Old Yang, remember to distribute the Primordial Era -end bonus according to performance. Those who perform well can apply to bring their families to Prehistoric World to settle down."

Deep within the Chaos, Yang Mei, who was reprimanding Dao Venerable and others, received the message and her lips twitched.

"This unscrupulous boss has gone so far as to paint Chaos picture of reality..."

Zhang Hao watched as the boundaries of the Prehistoric World continued to expand, and as the Transmigrator continuously refined the Chaos energy, feeling deeply gratified.

The Prehistoric World is no longer afraid of being destroyed by battles at the level of Hun Yuan Grand Unity.

He can now directly deal with those systems in the Prehistoric World, and he's not afraid of them self-destructing.

But everyone knows that chives need to be harvested in batches.

If the system is completely wiped out, who would dare to use it in the Prehistoric World world in the future?

In the present Prehistoric World, the Five Emperors ruled the world, and Hao Tian has almost rebuilt the Heavenly Court.

The Investiture of the Gods... it's time to begin.