Ziwei Emperor Arrives at Purple Cloud Palace! All Beings Bow! Ran Deng Seeks Refuge!

"Those two feathered birds are no good."

"Letting them run wild like this isn't a long-term solution."

"Why not send the Beidou Star God down to find an opportunity to cripple them?"

Inside the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage, Xi He cultivated the Dao of Souls. She was exceptionally sensitive to the emotional fluctuations within living beings' hearts.

Even though Di Jun had not made a sound, the fury, unwillingness, and resentment emanating from his divine soul were as obvious to her as a candle in the dark.

"Those two feathered birds are still useful to me."

"Before I've squeezed out their remaining value, they can't be killed yet."

Di Tian did not reveal much in response to Xi He's reminder.

He merely told her why he would not kill the Di Jun brothers.

Then, he took out several portions of Jade Marrow from the Chaos Pearl and handed them to Xi He and Chang Xi.

"This is Jade Marrow left behind after Father God's death, a supreme treasure for strengthening the physical body."

"Now that you have cultivated the Path of Laws to the Mixed Origin Golden Immortal Middle Stage, you can barely withstand its divine power."

"Remember not to be greedy. Swallow only as much as you can endure."

"This is not like ordinary immortal herbs or divine medicines."

"If you consume too much, you really will explode and die!"

Upon hearing this, the two women respectfully accepted the Jade Marrow and solemnly nodded.

"There are still over two thousand years before we reach Purple Cloud Palace."

"You two should refine the Jade Marrow here."

"Due to the soaring trade demands of the Primordial Myriad Races, the Star Court is somewhat short on Star Radiance Treasure Pills."

"Wang Shu and I will take this chance to refine another batch of Star Radiance Treasure Pills."

"So we will be prepared for any contingency."

With that, Di Tian controlled the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage and divided its inner space into two halves.

One was for Xi He and Chang Xi to cultivate in, while the other was for him and Wang Shu to refine pills.

The world stretched on, while the years flew by.

As thirty-six thousand Star Radiance Treasure Pills flew out of the Heaven and Earth Cauldron, the alchemy that had lasted over two thousand years finally came to an end.

Gazing at Purple Cloud Palace billions of miles away, already packed to the brim with gathered Innate Sacred, Di Tian swept his eyes around indifferently.

Only after the Luo Hou Star God and Jidu Star God lifted the pearl curtains did he slowly step out of the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage.

The instant he appeared—

Boundless Purple Qi rose from the east, Dao Rhyme Golden Lotuses manifested in the void, and mysterious celebratory Dao music resounded through the surrounding billions of miles of space!

"Ziwei's starlight shone upon the Nine Heavens, the great Emperor stood towering ahead, Seated in Taiwei, supreme beyond compare, all stars of heaven paid homage. His dragon robe blazed beneath the sun, Purple Qi surged, He held Qian Kun in his hand and steadied primordial chaos. All beings looked up, praying for peace, Myriad Spirits worshiped, praising his divine might!

The Milky Way wound like a sash beneath his knees, as he roamed the universe and primordial wilderness, The great Emperor, one of the Four Sovereigns, upheld the heavenly order, with the Nine Luminaries Star Lords beside him. Thirty heavens guarded him together, seventy-two lands shone in glory, Only he determined the shifting winds and clouds; rain and thunder bestowed grace at his will!

All things grew through his virtue, the Four Seasons changed by his decree, His tales would pass through countless ages, his majesty and benevolence held in equal measure. The vast starry skies all submitted, And those who praised his name gained eternal radiance!"

As the poem celebrating heaven and earth rang out—

The Tiangang Star God and Tiankui Star God also shouted in deep voices, proclaiming Di Tian's arrival.

"Star Emperor arrives, all Myriad Spirits retreat!"

The moment their shout rang out—

The might of the seven Innate Star Gods erupted without reservation, sweeping across the void outside Purple Cloud Palace and bearing down upon the gathered Innate Sacred!

The nine Star Giant Dragons roaming through the void before the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage also let out earth-shaking dragon roars that echoed throughout the Chaos World, their pressure blanketing Myriad Spirits and all living beings!

Every Innate Sacred turned their gaze toward the front of the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage.

Toward the figure whose imperial might was as deep as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison, whose countless Laws were branded upon the heavens, and whose very presence caused heaven, earth, time, and space to celebrate!

"We pay respects to Ziwei Emperor!"

Though they were incomparably shocked by Di Tian's entrance, the might of his subordinates, and the phenomena surrounding him—

Most of the Innate Sacred immediately welcomed his arrival in unison to avoid unnecessary trouble.

A small number of Innate Sacred, however, considered themselves above others. They were unwilling to lower their heads, yet also unwilling to stir up trouble.

They simply chose out of sight, out of mind.

Some turned away and ignored him, some closed their eyes to meditate, and some continued whispering among themselves, paying no heed whatsoever to Di Tian's arrival.

"You see your elder brother arrive, yet you do not welcome him."

"You've truly run wild for too long. You have no manners at all."

Di Tian swept his gaze over the Three Pure Ones, who continued whispering and avoided looking at him, a trace of coldness flashing through his eyes.

However, just as he took Wang Shu's arm and stepped out of the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage, a somewhat plump figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Ignoring everyone's strange looks, he went straight before the Purple Gold Emperor's Carriage and swiftly crouched where the two would step down.

"Since this humble Daoist was born, I have heard the Emperor's great name and long admired you in my heart!"

"Now that I have finally seen you, your reputation truly does not disappoint!"

"Your bearing is majestic, your appearance dignified; your eyes shine like cold stars, and your arched brows are as dark as brushed lacquer!"

"Your chest is broad, carrying the imposing air to defy ten thousand men."

"Your words are lofty, breathing out aspirations that soar ten thousand feet into the clouds."

"Your heart is bold, like a heaven-shaking lion descending from the clouds."

"Your imperial dignity is beyond anyone's reach!"

"You are truly the born ruler of the Primordial World, commander of Myriad Spirits and all living beings, and sovereign of the All Heavens Stars!"

"This humble Daoist is willing to follow the Emperor unto death!"

"I only hope the Emperor will grant this humble Daoist an opportunity to prove himself."

"This humble Daoist will certainly give his all and show his worth!"

It was Di Tian's first time seeing someone deliver such words so smoothly.

At first, he had wondered when such a talent had emerged in the Primordial World.

But once he saw the newcomer's face clearly, realization immediately flashed through his eyes.

No wonder his flattery was so polished.

It was none other than the renowned Three-Surname Slave of later generations—one of the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests, the Chan Sect's vice sect leader, the Western Region's Past Buddha—Ran Deng!

"As expected of someone who hit it off so well with the two brothers Jie Yin."

"This shamelessness of his is truly a rare sight in all the Primordial World!"

Di Tian pondered Ran Deng's offer of allegiance for a moment before reaching a decision.

Wretches had their uses.

Shamelessness had its advantages.

As an Emperor ruling over Myriad Spirits and all living beings, the most important thing was knowing how to employ people according to their abilities!

Moreover, setting aside his character—

Whether it was potential, origin, or aptitude, Ran Deng was among the very best of the Innate Sacred.

The fundamental reason he later became a Three-Surname Slave—

Was only because, when following Hong Jun and Yuanshi, he could not see where the road ahead lay.

If Hong Jun had truly treated everyone equally and given each person an equal opportunity to become a Saint—

Then the final six to attain the Dao and become Saints would not necessarily have been the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Jie Yin brothers!

Nether River, Ran Deng, even Di Jun and Taiyi—none of them lacked the possibility of fighting for a chance to attain the Dao and become Saints!

"After the lecture ends, come find me at the Ziwei Emperor Star."

Having made up his mind, Di Tian took Wang Shu by the arm and stepped on Ran Deng's back, ascending into the void that Hong Jun had solidified with great power.

"This humble Daoist kowtows in gratitude for the Emperor's boundless grace!"

As Di Tian and the other four stepped into the void, wild joy filled Ran Deng's eyes. He hurriedly bowed respectfully in response and gave thanks.