Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, tens of millions of years had passed.
Looking out across the vast Primordial Wilderness, everything remained in a strange state of balance and stillness. All sides seemed to be racing against time to cultivate and grow stronger. The vast world was eerily silent, and signs of life were few and far between.
Though a long time had passed, the Primordial Wilderness still seemed poised for upheaval. In particular, the repeated disturbances and the growth of the Heavenly Court and Purple Mansion had undoubtedly accelerated the world's evolution. Rumbling erupted across the Primordial Continent from time to time, while ripples spread through the boundless chaos.
Ancient!
Solemn!
Lofty!
It seemed as though a storm was brewing!
Deep in the chaos.
In a region where the Great Dao lay in disarray, as if space-time, karma, and order had been sealed away, Zhen Yuanzi's figure gradually appeared, shifting from illusory to real.
"Master, seniors, I have investigated many powerful figures and experts, and secretly tested a number of them. I have finally settled on a candidate. His name is Mosquito Daoist, and he hails from the Sea of Blood. Though his origins are inferior to Minghe's, he still possesses a trace of the True meaning of the Way of Slaughter. He is the most suitable Innate Divine Being."
Zhen Yuanzi bowed respectfully as he spoke.
"Then it shall be him."
"The Heavenly Court stirred tens of millions of years ago. A calamity may be brewing. If things continue this way, we will lose this contest. Give Mosquito Daoist the resources he needs, and have him contact that ant, East King Duke, and bring him into the game as well. This will be a perfect opportunity to intimidate and put him in his place."
An aged yet tranquil voice suddenly rang out, echoing through the heavens. Even the voice alone seemed to contain endless mysteries. Each word brought forth Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, as though the Great Dao were being reassembled and reconstructed, its unfolding giving rise to brilliant, profound radiance.
"Yes."
Zhen Yuanzi bowed deeply, then turned and left.
In the chaos, within Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun withdrew his gaze from the depths of the chaos, the faintest hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He chuckled. Just as Hongjun was about to close his eyes and continue cultivating, he suddenly seemed to sense something. He snapped his gaze toward the Primordial Continent, and one of his brows lifted slightly.
"Interesting."
"Hm?"
Deep in the chaos, Zhen Yuanzi left that chaotic region. He saw mists of chaos churn as countless Great Dao Runes scattered, as though an ancient and exalted will were awakening.
In an instant, one indistinct figure after another appeared throughout the chaos. Each seemed to roam freely through the River of Time, as if transcending space-time itself. Their every breath manifested the Great Dao, and their every movement was imbued with the extraordinary, as if they held unparalleled power.
"From beyond the realm?"
"The time has not yet come."
"The hidden pieces have not moved. There are only a few pieces in the open, and we cannot move them either."
"Forget it. We shall abandon this attempt. Judging by its aura and rank, it will not be very high. It is of little significance."
"Agreed."
Whisper-like voices sounded from all across the chaos, seeming to transcend reality. Even these few words contained the True meaning of Great Dao. Those who listened closely could almost grasp the mysteries of the Great Dao.
In the Heavenly Realm, within the Heavenly Emperor Palace.
After finishing with various matters and making some progress in deducing the second realm of the Method of Mythological Imperial Dynasty, Di Jun began gathering the insights of all living beings and drawing on their power, devoting himself to transforming his Dao Fruit into the Mythological System.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Di Jun abruptly opened his eyes while condensing the "qi" rune.
With a single thought, runes flashed through Di Jun's eyes. A Myth Imprint appeared between his brows, and amid an inaudible rumble, the Heavenly Court Phantom manifested behind him, lending him its power.
One glance, and eternity!
One glance, and the past!
One glance, and the origin!
A flood of information flashed through Di Jun's mind. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. Their movement seemed to encompass the unfolding of origins and the transformations of space-time. The surrounding omens then fell silent. There was nothing unusual to be seen, as if they had never appeared at all.
"The earlier battles, combined with the Mythological Law, shook the crystal walls of space around the Primordial Wilderness. Now the emergence of the Mythological System has further intensified the upheaval. Has that caused a crack to appear in the Realm Barrier?"
A glint flashed through Di Jun's eyes, and his gaze gradually deepened.
Since he himself could transmigrate to the Primordial Wilderness, there was no reason others couldn't. Did people really think reality was a novel, where only one transmigrator could exist? That whoever transmigrated into a world got to treat it as their own backyard?
They were mistaken.
Still, although Di Jun had expected transmigrators to arrive in the Primordial Wilderness one day, he had never imagined it would happen so soon.
"Just in time!"
Di Jun chuckled.
The Mythological Imperial Dynasty had emerged, the Mythological System had appeared, and everything around him was now in place. The Witch Clan had yet to emerge, while the Purple Mansion was no match for him. The Heavenly Court now truly held the Primordial Wilderness in check. And a transmigrator had appeared at this very moment?
The timing couldn't be better!
That's right—a transmigrator!
A transmigrator had arrived in the Primordial Wilderness!!!
"Minghe, an outsider has arrived. Go and bring him back. I hereby decree that Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Randeng, Kunpeng, and any of the Ten Heavenly Sages who are not in seclusion shall come to see me afterward."
Di Jun's lips barely moved as he transmitted his voice.
In the Sea of Blood, inside Asura Palace.
Minghe, who had been refining the Sea of Blood bit by bit, heard Di Jun's voice beside his ear. Upon receiving Di Jun's order, Minghe immediately rose to his feet.
"I shall obey Your Majesty's decree."
He bowed in the direction of the Heavenly Realm and spoke respectfully.
"An outsider?"
"Interesting."
After bowing, Minghe straightened. At Di Jun's words, a spark of interest appeared on his face.
Soon, as if sensing something, Minghe looked up at the void. Beneath the void, beyond the sight of ordinary people, the Great Dao Runes and Order Divine Prohibition that flowed and revolved suddenly stirred. From somewhere, a strange ripple in space seemed to spread.
In an instant, a flash of light crossed Minghe's eyes. He immediately understood what was happening, and with a flicker, vanished from where he stood.
"What is this...?"
"A disturbance in space?"
"An aura that doesn't belong to the Primordial Wilderness."
"An outsider?"
"An invasion from an Alternate Plane?"
"A fortuitous opportunity!"
At the same time, every mighty figure in the Primordial Continent at the Quasi-Saint Realm or above sensed the anomaly. One Innate Divine Being after another sprang to their feet, countless gazes turning toward the source of the disturbance as glints flashed in their eyes.
Without hesitation, even the mighty figures in seclusion emerged at that moment. They all took a step forward, tore through the void, and headed for the place where the disturbance had come from.
On a vast plain in the central Primordial Continent.
Hum!!!
A murky spatial aura flowed, and faint ripples swept across the air. A vortex quickly took shape, and a cautious young man dressed in fitted clothes stepped out of it.
As he emerged, the spatial vortex quickly vanished.
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