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

Hongjun made a quick calculation, and the entire chain of causes and effects became clear to him.

He could not help but sigh inwardly. Was the last Primordial Golden Immortal of the Dao Sect, aside from himself, about to perish as well?

Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, you were right after all. How could such a Dao Sect be considered victorious?

As though he had heard Hongjun's call, Luo Hou's voice once again appeared in Hongjun's mind.

"Old Daoist Hongjun, you have finally figured it out. I have a way to exchange identities with you. Would you like to give it a try?"

Luo Hou's words did not stir the slightest ripple in Hongjun's heart.

Although Hongjun was deeply resistant to Luo Hou appearing in his mind, he was still willing to engage with him. Only through more contact could he discern the true nature of the Extraterrestrial Devil and take precautions against him.

Seeing that Hongjun ignored him, Luo Hou did not continue disturbing Hongjun's state of mind.

He knew that someone at Hongjun's level had long possessed a heart as steadfast as stone.

But Luo Hou had plenty of time to entangle himself with Hongjun.

The inseparable shadowing between Dao and Devil was no mere saying.

With a thought from Hongjun, Wangshu's fortune changed as she had wished.

At the same time, Hongjun did not allow Wangshu's Daoist Sect Fortune to diminish. Instead, he replenished it with his own Daoist Sect Fortune.

This was Hongjun's farewell to the Dao Sect's final Primordial Golden Immortal.

Moon Star.

Wangshu naturally sensed that her Daoist Sect Fortune had dissipated, yet she also sensed that it had not decreased.

Moreover, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's voice sounded by her ear.

"Little friend Wangshu, rest assured."

Wangshu now understood why her dispersed fortune had not diminished, and she could not help but think, Thank you, Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Seemingly sensing fortune descend upon it, the Moon Laurel Tree began to sway, lifting Wangshu up with its branches.

Emperor Jun also immediately noticed the increase in fortune and looked toward Wangshu as well.

Eastern Lord Duke also noticed something unusual and felt that he had gained some benefit.

He could not help but glance at Emperor Jun. Seeing that Emperor Jun was looking at Wangshu, he knew that this matter was likely related to Senior Wangshu.

"Senior Wangshu..."

Before Eastern Lord Duke could continue, Emperor Jun immediately stopped him.

Emperor Jun knew that Wangshu did not need their gratitude at this moment. They only needed to fulfill her request from earlier.

Wangshu sat upon a branch of the Moon Laurel Tree, looking at the two juniors still being nurtured. A kindly expression appeared on her pale face.

In an instant, a cluster of silver-white light flew from Wangshu's body. The light divided into two and entered each of her two juniors.

This was the little fragmented Origin Essence Wangshu had left, containing part of her inheritance.

After that cluster of light left Wangshu's body, her figure began to turn illusory.

The Moon Laurel Tree swayed even more fiercely, but the branch supporting Wangshu did not tremble in the slightest.

A great deal of Laurel Essence poured into Wangshu's body, yet it had no effect at all. Her body continued becoming more illusory.

"Moon Laurel, stop. It is useless."

Wangshu said, her voice growing weaker and weaker.

The Moon Laurel Tree seemed not to hear Wangshu's words and continued sending Laurel Essence into her.

Wangshu sighed helplessly and stopped trying to persuade Moon Laurel.

Her body began to slowly vanish, dispersing into the Primordial World.

Seeing this, Eastern Lord Duke wanted to cry out, but Emperor Jun suppressed him.

While her body was dissipating, Wangshu turned to look at the juniors still being nurtured.

"I will not be able to see you be born. I hope this inheritance will help you cultivate more effectively."

"In the Primordial World, strength is ultimately supreme."

Wangshu could not help but sigh.

Her body continued to dissipate. Her lower half had already completely vanished, and no matter how hard the Moon Laurel Tree tried, it was all in vain.

Images of her life could not help surfacing in her mind.

Her happiest days had been the time she spent on the Moon Star.

At first, she had the Moon Laurel Tree by her side, though it had not yet developed sentience at that time.

Yet she had always cultivated beneath the Moon Laurel Tree. Whenever she returned from the Primordial Continent, she would tell the Moon Laurel Tree about all sorts of things that had happened there.

She would speak of all the unpleasant things she had experienced on the Primordial Continent, wondering why warfare there never ceased.

What she remembered most deeply was the time she had accidentally discovered two Primordial Beings still being nurtured on the Moon Star.

Even now, she remembered how delighted and happy she had been then. At last, she would have companions too.

Although those two Primordial Beings were still being nurtured, Wangshu no longer felt alone, until Moon Laurel later developed a simple consciousness as well.

Gradually, only Wangshu's chest and head remained.

Her eyes were filled with longing as she said, "It is a pity that I still do not know your true names."

Under Wangshu's longing gaze, her body continued to dissipate bit by bit.

"Xihe."

"Changxi."

Two divine thoughts appeared in Wangshu's mind before falling silent again.

They had not yet completed their gestation and could only do this much in their hazy state.

After learning the names of her two juniors, Wangshu seemed to release her final breath. With a smile on her face, she directly dissipated into the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.

After Wangshu vanished, the Moon Laurel Tree wildly shook its branches and leaves, gathering endless moonlight and Laurel Essence in an attempt to keep Wangshu.

But all of it was futile. Aside from Hongjun, the Dao Sect's final Primordial Golden Immortal had now perished.

"Senior Wangshu... has she truly fallen just like that?"

Eastern Lord Duke asked uncertainly.

"Yes. Fellow Daoist Wangshu has already fallen, body and soul both extinguished."

Emperor Jun spoke in a low voice, unable to keep himself from feeling melancholy.

To be honest, he also felt as though it were all a dream.

When he first met Wangshu, he had only just left the Sun Star and had been filled with vigilance.

Then came her century of teaching and guidance, as well as her care for him on the battlefield, which made Emperor Jun sincerely respect Wangshu.

The next time he met Wangshu was before the final battle, after the Four Ancestors had preached the Dao. At that time, Wangshu seemed close to a breakthrough and had returned to the Moon Star.

On the eve of the decisive battle, Wangshu had indeed entered the battlefield as a Primordial Golden Immortal.

And then came the present. Wangshu had already suffered grave injuries and was on the verge of death.

Scene after scene made Emperor Jun feel that time had passed so quickly, as though it were a dream.

As Emperor Jun pondered this, inspiration flashed through his mind. It was as if he had grasped something, but it vanished just as quickly.

Emperor Jun came back to his senses. An unfamiliar Law emerged in his palm, and he murmured, "Is this the Law of Time?"

"What? The Law of Time?"

Eastern Lord Duke was still a Golden Immortal, only half a step away from becoming a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Once he reached that realm, he would be able to control Laws.

Thus, Eastern Lord Duke was extremely sensitive to the words "Law."

The faint Law of Time swirling in Emperor Jun's palm instantly vanished. He said, "It is nothing."

Seeing that Emperor Jun was unwilling to say more, Eastern Lord Duke did not press further.

In truth, he still held an inexplicable fear of Emperor Jun. It was the shadow left behind from their first meeting.

Meanwhile, Emperor Jun sighed inwardly. Comprehending the Law of Time is far too difficult. With even the slightest misstep, one can lose the direction entirely.

Time flowed like water, slipping away through one's fingers before one realized it.

This was especially true for people like them, who possessed long lifespans.

Their lengthy lives meant they hardly paid attention to the passage of time, making it even harder to comprehend the Law of Time.

Still, merely taking the first step was already an unexpected delight for Emperor Jun.

Suddenly, Emperor Jun sensed dense moonlight power and Moon Laurel Essence, carrying the feeling of an energy riot.

Emperor Jun hurriedly looked over. The Moon Laurel Tree refused to believe that Wangshu had fallen like this and was constantly gathering Moon Essence and Laurel Essence, trying to find Wangshu.

As the Moon Essence and Moon Laurel Essence gathered by the Moon Laurel Tree increased in quantity, they had now slipped beyond the Moon Laurel Tree's control.