Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Just Want to Build the Primordial World Section 2

After regulating his breath for a time, Emperor Jun's complexion finally regained its rosy color. He opened his eyes, lingering astonishment still visible within them.

The Heavenly Dao was simply far too chaotic!

He had initially believed that his inability to comprehend the Heavenly Dao was due to insufficient cultivation. Now, however, it seemed that was not the only reason. The chaos of the Heavenly Dao might be an important factor as well.

Even under the protection of the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, he had still failed to obtain from the Heavenly Dao any direction for breaking through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Though he had already been mentally prepared for this. After all, the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm was not so easily attained.

Unless one encountered a fated opportunity, it was impossible to find the way forward upon one's first attempt at comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

Yet the Heavenly Dao before him was nothing like what he had imagined. It was actually this chaotic.

All of a sudden, Emperor Jun seemed to think of something, and his mind began to race with speculation.

He had originally believed that since he had already been born, the primordial world should be in the period after the Dao-Devil Conflict, merely awaiting the appearance of the first Sage of heaven and earth.

The primordial world at this time should have been relatively peaceful.

But now, he began to doubt whether the primordial world was truly in that era.

Emperor Jun could not help looking toward Taiyi, who had yet to be fully conceived, and thought, With the Heavenly Dao in such chaos, could it still be within a calamity?

He could not help recalling the legends of later generations: whenever a great calamity descended, the Primordial Heavenly Dao would become incomparably chaotic and difficult to deduce.

The current situation was indeed very similar. Of course, Emperor Jun could not be completely certain, for he was merely a Golden Immortal at present.

Although his innate foundation was excellent, his cultivation was still low, and his understanding of the Heavenly Dao remained shallow.

Even so, Emperor Jun could not help guessing what stage the primordial world was currently in.

The Dao-Devil Conflict?

Or the Dragon-Han Calamity?

Surely it could not be the Ferocious Beast Calamity?

Could it be that I am the first living being in the primordial world?

After speculating for a while, Emperor Jun put away these tangled thoughts, because they were only guesses.

The legends from his previous life were, in the end, merely legends. They could only serve as reference. Otherwise, in this real primordial world, he might not even know how he died.

Besides, if he wanted to know what the primordial world was truly like right now, would he not simply need to go and see for himself?

Emperor Jun naturally knew that if the primordial world happened to be in the midst of a great calamity, it would certainly be extremely dangerous.

But he knew even more clearly that he could not remain hidden within the Sun Star forever, never setting foot in the primordial world.

That way, he might very well be able to cling to life, but would such a state of mind truly be suited for cultivation?

Cultivation was like rowing a boat against the current: if one did not advance, one would retreat. When that time came, it would likely be his end.

Although the original Emperor Jun had perished, body and Dao alike, he had never given up on the path of Dao.

Now that he possessed the memories of later generations and could avoid countless dangers, how could he be afraid?

What was more, when he used the Hetu Luoshu Diagram to deduce the Heavenly Secret, though he had not found a direction for breaking through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, he had sensed an opportunity meant for him.

He would obtain this opportunity, and while he was at it, see the present heaven and earth of the primordial world for himself.

The thoughts in Emperor Jun's heart were, in truth, also persuading himself. In his previous life, he had chosen to "lie flat."

But now that he was in the primordial world, he could no longer face life with the mentality of his previous life. Even if he did not become the Demon Emperor, he still had to behold some of the scenery along the path of Dao.

Of course, Emperor Jun also knew that aside from his own thoughts, the instincts of a Primordial Being were also driving this change in his state of mind.

With that in mind, Emperor Jun began silently sorting through himself.

Over the long years he had spent comprehending his inherited memories, though he had not broken through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, he had created quite a few divine abilities and spells.

Of these, the one he was especially proud of was the Rainbow Transformation Art. It was peerless for escaping...

No, for traveling.

Only by living long enough could one witness more sights and pursue one's own path of Dao.

Thus, a divine ability for travel was extremely important—indeed, indispensable.

Beyond that, Emperor Jun had also become able to freely control the majestic and domineering aura surrounding him.

Given his current cultivation and personality, Emperor Jun felt that this aura truly did not suit him.

Yet what astonished Emperor Jun was that although it did not suit his personality, this aura was innate and unchangeable. He could only restrain it.

At this, he could only sigh. No wonder the original Emperor Jun had been able to become the Demon Emperor, to become the Heavenly Emperor.

Emperor Jun looked once more in Taiyi's direction. Under the protection of the Chaos Bell, Taiyi was still being conceived, and would require an exceedingly long time yet.

He could not help marveling at Taiyi's opportunity. The Primordial Treasure, the Chaos Bell, had actually become his natal spiritual treasure. This was an opportunity that not even the Three Purities possessed.

After confirming that Taiyi's conception would still require a long span of time, Emperor Jun arranged a layer of formation around him. It was linked to his mind and could serve as a warning.

After all, the protection of this formation truly could not compare with the Chaos Bell's guardianship.

Only after finishing all this did Emperor Jun nod in satisfaction.

He had actually considered Preaching the Dao to Taiyi and helping him be conceived more quickly.

But when he considered his own cultivation—merely that of a Golden Immortal—and the barrier he had encountered in breaking through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, he feared he might lead Taiyi down the wrong path. Thus, he abandoned that choice.

Then, under the control of his mind, the innate aura about him gradually receded. The Golden Crow pattern on his Gold-Flow Robe also slowly faded until it vanished.

Under Emperor Jun's adjustments, he gradually became ordinary, just like the ordinary Primordial World creature he had imagined.

After disguising himself, Emperor Jun reviewed everything once more. Once he was certain nothing had been overlooked, he directly left the Sun Star.

He headed east, making straight for the place where he had divined his opportunity to lie.

As he traveled, Emperor Jun continuously tested the Rainbow Transformation Art, which he held in such high regard.

At the same time, he kept adjusting this divine ability according to his own insights, making it better suited to himself.

This caused his traveling speed to grow ever faster.

By now, Emperor Jun had confirmed that he was not the first living being in this Primordial World, for he had already encountered many Primordial World creatures.

He had also confirmed that this was not the era of the Ferocious Beast Calamity. Though he had seen beasts that had yet to develop spiritual intelligence, none of them were particularly powerful.

If the Ferocious Beast Calamity had truly been like this, it would have been far too simple.

After seeing them, Emperor Jun cast them from his mind. He did not dwell on such matters, nor did he waste much emotion on them.

His main focus remained on traveling, refining his divine abilities, and strengthening himself.

Along the way, whenever he encountered other creatures fighting, whether powerful or weak, Emperor Jun never meddled. He did his utmost to conceal his tracks and hurried past.

Even when an entire tribal race perished before his eyes, Emperor Jun felt no stir of compassion.

After all, in the Primordial World at this stage, a Golden Immortal truly counted for nothing.

Moreover, he did not know the current state of the Primordial World, so he dared not act rashly.

With Emperor Jun rushing at full speed, he soon arrived at the East Sea.

As he drew near the East Sea, Emperor Jun worked hard to restrain his aura while advancing swiftly and cautiously.

Only after Emperor Jun saw the state of the East Sea did he finally relax, a thought inevitably flashing through his mind.

It seemed this was not the Dragon-Han Calamity either. All along the way, he had seen very few dragonkind.

Now it seemed that either this was the Dao-Devil Conflict, or the Dao-Devil Conflict had already ended.

Emperor Jun swept across the skies above the East Sea and arrived at a small island.

Valley of Tang.

Feeling the spiritual resonance of this place, Emperor Jun knew the island's name.

Emperor Jun paused before the island, unable to stop himself from thinking, Valley of Tang.

He already had a guess in his heart regarding the opportunity within this place.

Fully on guard, he held the Hetu Luoshu Diagram in his hand, ready to mobilize his Magical Power at any moment.

Only after making these preparations did Emperor Jun enter the island.

What Emperor Jun did not know was that shortly after he entered the island, a middle-aged man dressed in magnificent robes also entered this small island named Valley of Tang.

After entering the Valley of Tang, Emperor Jun could clearly feel the scorching heat within.

He sensed the aura of fire, an aura distinct from Solar Trueflame.

As he proceeded, Emperor Jun came across all manner of spiritual treasures, such as spiritual ores and spiritual plants. All of them possessed one kind of aura: the aura of flame.

The true fire within Emperor Jun was Solar Trueflame, and he could sense these similar auras.

He paid these spiritual treasures no heed. On one hand, they were no longer of much use to him.

On the other hand, Emperor Jun knew that these spiritual treasures were merely accessories to the target of his journey.

He cautiously advanced toward the place where the flame aura was most concentrated. He could feel that the opportunity was already close at hand.

As he continued deeper, flames had already appeared upon the earth and in the air, burning without cease.