Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Only Want to Build the Primordial World

Ancestor Qiankun looked at the many beings below who were still comprehending and asked,

"They..."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun had just been about to speak when he suddenly stopped.

At that moment, all Four Ancestors sensed a change in the Heavenly Secret and could not help looking up at the sky.

Vast swathes of Merit Golden Clouds appeared in the air, accompanied by Qilins circling around them and flying back and forth without pause.

During the Three Races Calamity, First Qilin had made a Heavenly Dao Oath: whenever auspicious signs descended upon the world, Qilins would accompany them. Only then had the Qilin Clan been preserved.

Likewise, the Phoenix Clan suppressed the Undying Volcano, while the Dragon Clan suppressed the Four Seas Sea Eyes.

Only under such circumstances had the three clans gained a chance to barely survive.

The Four Ancestors watched as the Merit Golden Clouds drifted toward them under the escort of the Qilins.

The other Primordial Golden Immortals were also awakened by the commotion and turned to look.

As for those below the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, they remained immersed in the lingering resonance, deep in comprehension.

The Four Ancestors were extremely surprised. The last time they had seen Merit Golden Clouds was when they had exterminated the Primordial World's fierce beasts.

The fierce beasts of the Primordial World had inherited the will of the Chaos Demon Gods and sought to destroy the Primordial World, causing it considerable damage.

Back then, they had all received guidance from the Heavenly Dao and exterminated the Fierce Beast Clan. That was why Merit Golden Clouds had appeared.

The other Primordial Golden Immortals were much the same. It had been a very long time since they had last seen Merit Golden Clouds.

Thinking about it, after the Ferocious Beast Calamity came the conflict among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans, followed by the Dao-Devil Conflict. There truly seemed to be no reason for Merit Golden Clouds to appear.

The Primordial Golden Immortals felt that these Merit Golden Clouds should be related to the Four Ancestors.

Could it be because of this preaching of the Dao?

Some among them thought so.

Hongjun and the others were now certain that the Merit Golden Clouds belonged to them, yet they were equally puzzled.

Could preaching the Dao actually generate merit?

Thus, the Four Ancestors began to calculate.

At that moment, the Merit Golden Clouds split into four. One portion was larger, while the other three were considerably smaller.

The three smaller portions of Merit Golden Clouds respectively descended into the bodies of Ancestor Qiankun, Ancestor Yinyang, and Ancestor Diandao.

The largest portion of Merit Golden Cloud descended into Hongjun's body.

Before long, the Four Ancestors opened their eyes and exchanged looks. Their expressions were far from pleasant.

Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who usually wore a kind and benevolent expression, looked troubled now.

"Alas, we were wrong. All of us were wrong."

"The Dao-Devil Conflict was actually a struggle over the orthodox teachings of the Dao and Demon Path—a battle over spreading the teachings."

After sighing, Dao Ancestor Hongjun continued, "From the Dao-Devil Conflict until now, there have often been battles, but spreading the teachings..."

During their calculations just now, they had discovered that they had not only gained merit, but their fortune had even risen slightly.

They had never considered this before, but now they had finally realized it.

This should have been something worth celebrating, yet they could not bring themselves to rejoice.

Because there was no longer enough time. The decisive battle was only 1,700 years away. How could they possibly have time to spread their teachings?

All Four Ancestors realized this.

The Primordial Golden Immortals below saw that the Four Ancestors had gained merit, yet their expressions were grim, so none of them spoke.

They knew the four were communicating with one another, but they could not hear what was being said.

Moreover, with the Four Ancestors still present, they did not dare leave.

Naturally, the Four Ancestors had noticed that these Primordial Golden Immortals had awakened, but they had no desire to pay them any attention.

Even Hongjun had no mood to concern himself with these Primordial Golden Immortals.

Ancestor Qiankun suddenly said, "If Luo Hou learned of this, would he stop this decisive battle?"

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou?"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun considered Luo Hou's character and could not help gently shaking his head.

"Luo Hou! It is all Luo Hou's fault!"

Ancestor Yinyang said furiously.

His Primordial Spirit stirred the Heavenly Dao, carrying his fury to Luo Hou.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun saw Ancestor Yinyang's actions but did not stop him. Neither did the other two Ancestors.

Mount Sumeru.

Luo Hou, who sat upon his throne adjusting his condition, opened his eyes.

Ever since he had entrusted Wutian with directing the relocation of the Spiritual Veins, he had been continuously adjusting his own state.

After all, even with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and the support of the Spiritual Veins, he had no guarantee of victory if he faced Heaven and Earth, Inversion, Yin Yang, and Hongjun at once.

Most importantly, Hongjun was unfathomably deep.

But he had waited far too long for this Dao Path Contest. There was no need to delay any longer.

Could low-level cultivators alone truly determine the course of the Dao-Devil Conflict?

Luo Hou naturally sensed Ancestor Yinyang's rage and resentment.

With the cause and effect before him, Luo Hou quickly learned the whole story.

Compared to Hongjun and the others' realization, Luo Hou was rather dismissive.

"Spreading the teachings? What a bother."

"And they seem to have forgotten that even if we spread the teachings, conflict will still arise in the end. A battle between us cannot be avoided."

"Once I unify the Primordial World and seize its fortune, I can slowly spread my teachings then. I can teach however I please."

Luo Hou directly rejected Ancestor Yinyang and ignored him from then on.

To keep Ancestor Yinyang—or anyone else—from bothering him again, Luo Hou used the World-Ending Black Lotus to conceal his own Heavenly Secret.

It was equivalent to adding another barrier, blocking all information connected to him through the Heavenly Dao.

Only then could he properly adjust his condition.

When Ancestor Yinyang could no longer sense Luo Hou's presence within the Heavenly Dao, the fury in his heart surged even stronger.

The Taiji Diagram appeared directly in his hand. Since you wanted to hide, he would refuse to let you have your way.

Seeing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun knew that Luo Hou had certainly rejected Ancestor Yinyang. It was entirely in line with Luo Hou's character.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, enough. In the end, we must still fight another battle."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun said.

From the beginning of the world's opening until now, Luo Hou had always been extremely active.

To him, why spread teachings throughout the Primordial World when conquering the Primordial World was simpler and faster?

Moreover, the Demon Path was inherently unrestrained and willful. How could Luo Hou possibly settle down and obediently spread teachings?

Hearing Dao Ancestor Hongjun's call, Ancestor Yinyang's expression calmed, though anger still flickered in his eyes.

After a long while, Ancestor Yinyang weighed the pros and cons and ultimately did not make a move. He drew the Taiji Diagram back into his body.

The other Primordial Golden Immortals naturally saw this.

To be honest, ever since the Merit Golden Clouds had appeared, they had no idea what had happened among the Four Ancestors.

But judging by the situation, it seemed they had nearly come to blows.

"Since all matters have concluded, I shall return to Jade Capital Mountain first. We shall meet again in 1,700 years."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun was the first to speak.

After saying that, he vanished without waiting for the other three Ancestors to respond.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun was deeply disappointed by Ancestor Yinyang's behavior. He was too easily provoked.

"Alas."

Ancestor Qiankun sighed and vanished as well.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, let us go."

After Ancestor Diandao spoke, he too departed.

Seeing that the others had already left, Ancestor Yinyang said nothing. He left as well, his face cold.

Once the other Primordial Golden Immortals saw that the Four Ancestors had departed, they no longer lingered and left the palace one after another.

A hundred years after they left the palace, the remaining beings gradually awakened as well. Emperor Jun was among them.