Primordial Era: I am the Human Emperor, madly writing books to create Great Emperors

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

Since it was helpful, that was good.

If once wasn't enough, then twice; if twice wasn't enough, then three times!

Jiang Chen suspected that if Houtu could fully comprehend the Dao this time, it would be the great event that shook the entire Heavenly Dao in the Primordial World!

No less significant than his own creation of the Human Dao.

"Shall we continue?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Mhm mhm!"

The two sank back into their minds...

In the second life... Jiang Chen was once again a Saint Body.

But this time, a loved one was by his side, the two of them dependent on each other for survival.

"Big brother... is my Ghost Face Mask scary?" The little girl was only three or four years old, yet her eyes were utterly pure, holding the ultimate innocence of heaven and earth.

Just like Houtu's eyes—the purest thing in all the Primordial World.

"Big brother, come play hide-and-seek with Nannan..."

"Big brother, Nannan is so hungry, so cold..."

The young boy's face moved with emotion as he tightly hugged that small, frail body.

Though their days were poor and bitter, the two shared much laughter and joy.

Until... that day, when someone took the boy away.

Houtu's brow furrowed, as if she had lost something precious.

The Book World was too real—it had swayed her will!

She woke from beneath the Primordial Enlightenment Dao Tree, saw Jiang Chen sitting beside her, and peacefully entered the state of enlightenment again.

The Primordial Enlightenment Dao Tree kept one in a profound, mysterious state of Dao comprehension almost constantly.

Calling it the foremost root in all the Primordial World would not be an exaggeration.

Even the Chaos-grade treasure, the Creation Jade Butterfly, could not be said to surpass its efficacy.

But... when Houtu entered enlightenment again, following Jiang Chen's imprint back to that timeline, her heart tightened.

"Divine Blood, Buddhist Blood, Demonic Blood, Saint Blood—all poured onto me... Dying is nothing, but what about my little sister? She's still so young, I can't rest easy..."

Her body stiffened; in her pupils, streams of blood danced wildly.

She wanted to run forward, but found her own body weak, cold, and pitifully small.

Powerless...

She could only watch helplessly as her big brother died!

Gradually, Houtu felt her vision go dark, arriving in a void of nothingness, cold on all sides.

But luckily, there was a trace of warmth here—Jiang Chen.

"Big brother!" Houtu called out almost instinctively, reaching out to touch Jiang Chen's face.

She felt that the scene she had just witnessed was so real, she believed it had actually happened, and that everything before her now was the illusion.

She was a Quasi-Saint!

Able to see through any falsehood!

Had she fallen for a trick?

"The emotions in the book are all born from the readers' hearts; ten thousand people have ten thousand kinds of emotions. If you cannot distinguish illusion from reality, it only means you are not far from enlightenment..." Jiang Chen said with tender pity. His efforts had borne fruit—he was truly about to open that wisp of mist in Houtu's heart.

"Little Sister, do you still want to continue?"

Houtu fell silent...

Not far from enlightenment?

Should she continue?

Should she watch that scene again?

That pain—it felt as if she had lived it herself.

"I want to continue." Gradually, a gleam of determination flashed in Houtu's eyes.

She would continue. She wanted to find a way to change it!

"Good!"

Jiang Chen did not refuse in the slightest.

Since he could not find a quick way to resolve the great karma within him, he might as well accompany Houtu to the very end of that ultimate step of transcendence.

If Houtu could transcend above, it would be of immense benefit to both the Human Race and him.

With that, the two sank back into slumber...

Only... this time, it was a deep, profound slumber.

In Houtu's heart, unless she could find a way to save her brother, that wisp of gloom would never be undone!

That was obsession!

Sages could Attain Dao by severing the Three Corpses, or by establishing grand vows.

But with obsession in the heart, how could one easily walk free?

That was a Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss between a Sage and an ant!

Chapter 49: The Millennium Period, the Heavenly Chasm Collapses [Kneeling for Flowers and Tips]

Rumble!!!

Deep within the Human Race's Forbidden Zone, the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss, chaotic mist swirled, and the heavens and earth grew dim and murky.

With a tremendous roar, the entire Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss began to turn lifeless and stagnant; Chaos Qi no longer surged but receded instead.

The Heavenly Chasm stood tall, the Great Abyss lay deep—so it had been for nearly a thousand years.

Throughout the entire Primordial World, none were unaware of its existence.

Long ago, the Human Emperor Jiang Chen had cleaved through the ages with a single sword stroke, creating a separate realm that severed the Primordial World from the Human World.

None but Sages could enter.

Mighty members of the Demon Race had once tried to probe the Human Race's Forbidden Zone, but they could never cross that chaotic Heavenly Chasm or that deep, dark Great Abyss.

Some demons, refusing to accept this, attempted to force their way in, only to be ground to dust within the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss.

Even the powerful Demon Race could do nothing against the Human Race's Forbidden Zone.

What's more, an Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan, lost in thought for centuries, yearning for Houtu, sought to open the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss and guide her out.

But the boundless Chaos blocked the way; without being a Sage, one could never surpass a Sage's Means.

If not for the soul-lamp mark of Houtu within the Wu Clan, which remained ever-burning and undisturbed, and the fact that the Human Race's Forbidden Zone, the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss, would only last a thousand years, the arrogant and unrestrained Wu Clan would never have held their temper.

A thousand years without entering the Human Race's Forbidden Zone?

Now, the Millennium Period was drawing near.

Even the Chaos Qi within the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss had begun to grow violent and disordered.

From deep below came a faint, resonant bell toll, as if from the most ancient era before the heavens and earth were formed—utterly terrifying.

Outside the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss, figures appeared one after another.

Among them were supreme powerhouses as strong as the Witch and Demon Clans!

Each stood towering, dominating the world, their very presence causing the void around them to collapse.

There were also the Blood Sea's Ming He, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals Zhen Yuanzi, and other supreme powerhouses who had not joined the Witch or Demon Clans.

Beyond these, several of the great Sages turned their thoughts toward the Heavenly Chasm Great Abyss.

For a thousand years, they had heeded the words of Dao Ancestor Hongjun—that the Human Dao and the Heavenly Dao should coexist.

Coupled with the fact that this place bore a Sage's Means, they dared not meddle lightly.

Now, the strongest combat forces of the entire Primordial World had all emerged!

After a thousand years in seclusion, they gathered once more—again for matters concerning the Human Race!

For a moment, the Primordial World trembled.

The Heavenly Chasm exploded! The Great Abyss was buried!

Within the Chaos Qi, every strand of Human Dao Rule Order was cracking apart!