Demon God's Move, Mosquito Daoist! Transmigrator Appears

Time flowed like a fleeting river, and in the blink of an eye, tens of millions of years had passed.

Looking out, the vast and boundless Primordial Continent still maintained a strange balance and tranquility, with all sides seemingly racing against time to cultivate and improve. The immense world was as silent as a graveyard, with barely any trace of living beings to be seen.

Though long ages had passed, the Primordial Continent still carried an undercurrent of unrest, especially with the repeated anomalies and the ascension of the Heavenly Court and Purple Mansion. This had undoubtedly accelerated the evolution of heaven and earth, causing the Primordial Continent to occasionally erupt with rumbling roars, while ripples spread faintly through the boundless chaos.

Ancient!

Solemn!

Lofty!

As if a storm was brewing in the unseen!

Deep within the chaos.

In a region where the Great Dao was in disarray, as if shielding time, space, causality, and order, Zhen Yuanzi's figure gradually materialized from void to substance.

"Master, esteemed seniors, I have examined many experts and great powers, secretly testing several individuals, and have finally settled on a candidate. His name is Mosquito Daoist, hailing from the Sea of Blood. Though his origins are not as profound as Minghe's, he carries a trace of the true meaning of the Way of Slaughter, making him the most suitable Innate Divine Being." Zhen Yuanzi bowed respectfully and reported.

"Then, let it be him."

"Tens of millions of years ago, the Heavenly Court stirred, and trouble may arise. If this continues, we will lose this game. Grant resources to Mosquito Daoist and have him contact that ant, East King Duke, to enter the fray together. This will also serve to intimidate and warn him."

An aged yet calm voice suddenly rang out, echoing through this expanse of heaven. Even the mere sound seemed to contain infinite mysteries, each word bursting forth with Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, as if the Great Dao was being reorganized and constructed, extending into profound and dazzling radiance.

"Yes." Zhen Yuanzi bowed deeply and turned to leave.

Within the chaos, in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun withdrew his gaze from the depths of chaos, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

With a soft chuckle, just as Hongjun was about to close his eyes and continue his cultivation, he suddenly seemed to sense something. He snapped his gaze toward the Primordial Continent, and his brow arched slightly.

"Interesting."

"Oh?"

Deep in the chaos, Zhen Yuanzi departed from that chaotic region. Billowing mists of chaos surged, as if countless Great Dao Runes were splashing forth, and an ancient, lofty will seemed to awaken.

In an instant, one blurry figure after another appeared across the chaos, each seeming to swim through the River of Time, as if transcending time and space. Their breaths exhaled and inhaled the Great Dao, every movement imbued with divine mystery, as if containing boundless power.

"Outer realm?"

"The time is not yet right."

"The hidden pieces haven't moved, and only a few are visible on the surface. They cannot be touched either."

"Forget it, let this one go. From the aura, its rank won't be too high. Not worth the effort."

"Agreed."

Murmuring voices arose from all corners of the chaos, seeming to transcend the realm of reality. Even these few words contained the true meaning of the Great Dao; if one listened closely, they could almost grasp the profundity of the Great Dao.

In the Heavenly Realm, within the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

After handling various matters and deducing a portion of the second realm of the Method of Mythological Imperial Dynasty, Di Jun began gathering the insights and blessings of all living beings, focusing fully on converting his own Dao Fruit into the Mythological System.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Di Jun, who was condensing the rune of 'Qi,' snapped his eyes open.

With a single thought, countless runes flashed through Di Jun's eyes. A Myth Imprint seemed to manifest on his brow, and with an invisible roar, the Heavenly Court Phantom descended behind Di Jun, lending him its power.

One glance—eternity!

One glance—tracing origins!

One glance—the root of all!

A flood of information surged through Di Jun's mind. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. In that blink, it seemed to contain the extension of origins and the transformation of time and space. Then, the surrounding phenomena subsided, and nothing extraordinary remained—as if it had never happened.

"Because of the previous great battles and the Mythological Law, the spatial crystal walls of the Primordial Continent have trembled. And now, the emergence of the Mythological System has further intensified the upheaval, causing cracks in the Realm Barrier?" Di Jun's eyes flickered with a strange light, his gaze growing deep.

Since he himself could transmigrate into the Primordial Continent, why couldn't others? Did he really think reality was a novel, with only one transmigrator? That whoever crossed into a world owned it as their private garden?

Think again.

However, even though Di Jun had considered that future transmigrators might arrive in the Primordial Continent, he never expected it to be... so soon?

"Perfect timing!" Di Jun chuckled lightly.

The Mythological Imperial Dynasty had emerged, the Mythological System had manifested, and everything around was complete. The Witch Clan had not stirred, and the Purple Mansion could hardly contend. Now, the Heavenly Court truly dominated all directions. And a transmigrator appears now?

Couldn't be more convenient!

The timing was just right!

Yes, a transmigrator!

A transmigrator had arrived in the Primordial Continent!!!

"Minghe, an Outer Realm Visitor has arrived. Go and bring him back. Convey My decree: summon Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Randeng, Kunpeng, and the Ten Heavenly Sages—those not in seclusion—to attend court immediately."

His lips barely moving, Di Jun transmitted his voice.

In the Sea of Blood, within the Asura Palace.

Minghe, who had been slowly refining the Sea of Blood drop by drop, heard Di Jun's voice in his ear. At Di Jun's command, Minghe immediately rose to his feet.

"As Your Majesty commands."

He bowed toward the Heavenly Realm and spoke with reverence.

"An Outer Realm Visitor?"

"How interesting."

After finishing the bow, Minghe straightened up. Thinking over what Di Jun had said, a flicker of interest crossed his face.

Soon, as if sensing something, Minghe looked up at the void. Beneath the veil of space invisible to ordinary eyes, the flowing Great Dao Runes and the Order Divine Prohibition suddenly rippled. An obscure spatial fluctuation seemed to spread from some unknown point.

In that instant, a sharp gleam flashed through Minghe's eyes. He understood the cause at once, and with a flicker of his form, vanished from where he stood.

"This is..."

"A spatial fluctuation?"

"An aura not of the Primordial Continent?"

"An Outer Realm Visitor?"

"An invasion from another plane?"

"An opportunity!"

At the same moment, every great power at the Quasi-Saint Realm or above across the Primordial Continent sensed the anomaly. One by one, the Innate Divine Beings rose abruptly, countless gazes turning toward the direction of the disturbance. Sharp lights flickered in every pair of eyes.

Without hesitation, even those great powers who had been in seclusion chose to emerge. All of them took a single step, tearing through the void and heading straight for the location of the disturbance.

In the central region of the Primordial Continent, on a vast plain.

Hum!!!

An obscure spatial aura swirled, as if an ethereal ripple passed through. A vortex rapidly condensed into form, and from within it, a young man in tight-fitting clothes stepped out cautiously.

As he emerged, the spatial vortex vanished without a trace.

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