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The Earthly Dao Golden Wheel was the key to Empress Pingxin joining with the Earthly Dao.

Ye Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. This system really had come through in the nick of time.

Just from the words "Primordial Unity," it was clear that the Primordial Unity Immortal Method was a cultivation technique at the Saint level.

He could use it to improve the overall strength of the Jie Sect Disciples.

After all, the Jie Sect had tens of thousands of disciples. Ye Changqing couldn't personally help each of them overcome their bottlenecks; he still had to rely on their own strength.

These rewards gave the Jie Sect another chance of surviving the Investiture of the Gods.

Of course, it still wasn't nearly enough!

Ye Changqing could only pin all his hopes on the system, hoping that the last wishes he'd made would come true after his death.

On the Northern Darkness Sea, two Golden Immortal-level demons stood on the water, surveying their domain.

"Little brother, this is the Northern Darkness Sea. Demon Master Kunpeng lives in a watery palace beneath the sea."

"Now that we have his support, we'll be able to roam the entire Primordial World unchecked!"

Suddenly, a strange wind swept across the sea, raising monstrous waves a million zhang high.

Before the two Golden Immortal demons could even cast a spell to defend themselves, they were drenched from head to toe.

"Who's there?"

"Who's messing with me?"

A long procession approached from the horizon, where sea and sky met.

At the very front, an enormous sea beast led the way.

It was a Golden Whiskered Ao Fish, so huge that its size rivaled Demon Master Kunpeng's true form.

The two Golden Immortal demons drew in sharp breaths, afraid even the sound of their breathing might anger it.

And it was only the vanguard. A long procession followed behind it.

Every person radiated a powerful aura that made them want to bow in submission.

It was both a difference in cultivation and an overwhelming pressure.

Though only Golden Immortals, the two of them were still minor demon kings in the Primordial World.

Even with all their experience, they had never seen anything like this.

Tens of thousands of mighty figures at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint levels seemed to be as common as dirt.

In the middle of the procession, a frail mortal was being cared for like the most precious person in the world.

The sight shook the two Golden Immortal demons to their core. They had no idea who this person could be.

Only after the long procession had left did the two of them dare to lift their heads above the water.

"Heavens, brother, who on earth was that?"

"Even a Saint's procession wouldn't come close to this, would it?"

The younger brother asked, bewildered.

"I think I know who he is..."

The older brother stared blankly in the direction they had gone and murmured.

Though he was only a Golden Immortal, he had once joined the Demon Race's Heavenly Court and met plenty of important figures.

For instance, the sea beast leading the way had once been a member of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

Now he was called Wuyun Xian, the foremost of the Seven Attendant Immortals under the Interception Sect Saint, Sect Master Tongtian.

There was only one person Wuyun Xian would lead the way for. His identity was obvious.

"Ye Changqing, Senior Disciple Brother of the Interception Sect!"

The older brother slowly spoke the name, as if it were taboo.

"Forget it. Let's go!"

After thinking it over, he decided to leave the Northern Darkness Sea.

Since Ye Changqing had come here, Demon Master Kunpeng definitely wouldn't show himself.

Besides, he had set his sights on something greater: If I ever have a son, let him be like Ye Changqing!

When Ye Changqing and his party arrived at the Northern Darkness Sea, the Jie Sect Disciples were overcome with emotion.

Kunpeng was famous throughout the world. He had once fought with their master and the others over seats in the Purple Heavens Palace, and had nearly obtained a Saint's seat.

When the Witch Race and Demon Race ruled the world, he had been the Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons, second in status only to the two Demon Emperors of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

During the Witch-Demon War, he had suddenly switched sides and snatched away the River Diagram and Luo Script, causing the Demon Race and Witch Race to suffer devastating losses.

Such a formidable figure had nearly been slain with a single sword strike when he ambushed Senior Disciple Brother not long ago.

Wuyun Xian churned the sea, then respectfully asked in human speech, "Senior Disciple Brother, shall I drive Kunpeng out?"

The tens of thousands of Jie Sect disciples were eager for battle, rubbing their hands together and volunteering to fight.

After all, the moment he ambushed Senior Disciple Brother, Kunpeng had already been added to the Jie Sect's death list.

"Enough, enough!"

"I just want to quietly enjoy the scenery."

Ye Changqing smiled and declined.

When death was near, everything seemed calm and unimportant.

The restless Jie Sect disciples immediately quieted down, admiring Senior Disciple Brother even more.

His broad heart held the entire Primordial World.

Ye Changqing rode Kui Niu, having him slow down so he could better enjoy the scenery along the way.

Farther north than the Northern Darkness Sea lay the Far North, where Zhu Rong, the Dragon Clan's old ancestor, was imprisoned.

He slowly closed his single eye, and the entire Primordial World plunged into darkness.

The fragments swept into chaos when the Primordial World shattered had since become a sea of stars.

Set against the Taiyin Star, the stellar ocean was breathtakingly beautiful. It was the Northern Darkness Sea's most unique sight.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Changqing let out a quiet sigh and patted Kui Niu beneath him.

Kui Niu nodded and sprang into the air, galloping across the sea of clouds beneath the moonlight.

The journey ahead would take them through a sea of stars.

After they had left, a man with a gloomy expression appeared silently. He looked up at Ye Changqing's departing figure, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

In the end, all his hatred became a cold snort, and he vanished into the night.

"Ye Changqing, in the end, I, Kunpeng, am the one who won!"

On the Taiyin Star, the osmanthus blossoms were in bloom once more. A peerlessly beautiful woman sat in a tree, holding a Jade Rabbit in her arms as she gazed at the Primordial World, lost in thought.

What use was becoming an immortal?

Her beloved had died long ago in the Witch-Demon War.

She had been turned into a tool for revenge, forever trapped on this desolate Taiyin Star.

Chang'e suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with terror.

At some point, countless people had arrived on the Taiyin Star.

No one had come here for tens of thousands of years, and she didn't know what to do.

She even felt a little afraid.

She had been cut off from the Primordial World for so long that she didn't know what year it was.

"So there really is a Chang'e on the moon..."

"The ancients didn't lie to me."

Ye Changqing's baffling words left Chang'e completely confused.

Where had this idiot come from?

Ye Changqing settled at the stone table beneath the osmanthus tree and casually laid out three spiritual treasures.

"Warm a pot of osmanthus wine, and bring me ten thousand mooncakes!"

Chang'e: ...

"Oh! There's a rabbit, too?"

"Then please bring me a portion of spicy rabbit head and stir-fried rabbit meat."

Jade Rabbit: ...

Do you have any manners?!

Ye Changqing hadn't felt this carefree in a long time. He drank pitcher after pitcher of osmanthus wine brewed from the osmanthus blossoms of one of the Primordial World's Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots.

He felt a little drunk. Getting to his feet, he staggered over to the outside of Guanghan Palace and left his mark.

Ye Changqing was here!

A million years from now, when people of the future came to the moon, he'd have left them a timeless mystery to puzzle over.

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