The Heavenly Emperor's Exalted Position! Trouble Begins to Stir

Regarding the matter of the Heavenly Court.

Don't say that Fuxi didn't understand; at this time, even many Sages in the Primordial World were equally clueless about the whole story.

Zhunti gazed at the magnificent spectacle in the sky and the Three Thousand Great Dao that were now bound by shackles, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Although her appearance and temperament have changed a lot.

But Zhunti recognized the figures in the sky at a glance; who else could they be but two attendants of Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the Purple Firmament Palace?

"Senior brother, what is this Heavenly Court...?" Zhunti asked, looking at Jieyin beside him.

Having just returned to the Primordial World, the secrets of heaven are in utter chaos once again. Even the Sage sages are perplexed by the Heavenly Court.

"Millions of years ago, Master Hongjun summoned us for this matter concerning the Heavenly Court..." Jieyin began to explain.

"At that time, all the sages declined the position in the Heavenly Court. I wanted to compete for it, but I was stopped by Yuanshi Daoist Yuanshi. In the end, Taishang Daoist Taishang gave this position to the attendant of Master Hongjun."

Then he frowned slightly and looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

"But..." Jieyin frowned and said, "Previously in the Purple Firmament Palace, the Heavenly Venerable Position was at most like that of Dijun, and there was no such strange phenomenon..."

Even though the secrets of heaven are in chaos at this time, and one cannot deduce them, one can still be a Sage.

But such a momentous matter as the ruler of the Heavenly Court and the position of the Heavenly Emperor should, in principle, not have been kept from the perception of these Sages.

"To be able to easily conceal the Heavenly Emperor's karma and deceive all the saints, who else could possess such a method?" Zhunti, gazing at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The Jieyin beside him nodded, understanding in his heart.

Who else but Dao Ancestor Hongjun could possess such abilities?

However, unlike Zhunti's eyes which sparkled with light, Jieyin only felt a slight curiosity before closing his eyes and continuing his cultivation.

At the same time.

In the Primordial World.

The other Sage also looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and understood that it was definitely the work of their teacher, Hongjun.

Although they didn't know Master Hongjun's purpose...

But this did not diminish their joy as they gazed upon the Three Thousand Great Dao now bound by shackles.

Previously, Fuxi's attainment of sainthood through merging with the Dao greatly reduced the pressure on them.

Um... these "they" refer to the three Sages: Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Zhunti.

As for Laozi, Nüwa, and Jieyin, they only glanced at the strange phenomenon, and were slightly curious as to why Hongjun wanted to conceal the cause and effect of this Heavenly Emperor's position.

He had an air of nonchalance, watching the world go by with a smile, as if he didn't care at all.

At this moment.

Within the World of Reincarnation.

Regarding the establishment of the Heavenly Court and the return of the Heavenly Emperor to his position.

Pingxin did not share the calm or smugness of the saints.

She really is...

I am overjoyed!

In this Primordial World, no one was more eager for the appearance of the Heavenly Court than she was.

After the Heavenly Court was established, its greatest responsibility was to maintain the cycle of Yin and Yang and the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

To sum it up in another word, it's reincarnation!

The cycle of reincarnation established by Pingxin, explained in understandable terms, is simply a perfection of the Principle of Reincarnation.

At the microscopic level, silently and imperceptibly, it regulates the yin and yang cycle between heaven and earth, endlessly repeating.

The Heavenly Court's power lies in macroscopically adjusting the winds, rains, thunder, and the movements of the sun, moon, and stars in the Primordial World, thus maintaining its Primordial World.

Although there is no way to truly understand the True Intention of Reincarnation or to genuinely help Pingxin bear the burden of the Primordial World cycle of reincarnation.

However, this kind of macro-level regulation will undoubtedly reduce the pressure on Pingxin in regulating the Primordial World cycle of reincarnation.

In this way, Pingxin was finally able to free up her hands to deal with her own affairs.

Pingxin gazed at a corner of the World of Reincarnation, at those countless billions of points of light—no, they should be called billions of true spirits.

"This is... the throne of the Heavenly Emperor!"

Feeling the power seemingly emanating from the entire Primordial World, Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Although the Heavenly Emperor's throne was divided into two parts, and each of them took a portion, after merging with the Heavenly Emperor's throne and digesting the information within it...

Instead of being angry, they felt fortunate.

The Heavenly Emperor is the supreme deity of the Primordial World Great Heavenly Venerable, the god who governs all things in the Primordial World.

Its significance is comparable to that Fruit Position Sage.

But...

Gods are 'products' of maintaining this Primordial World and upholding the Heavenly Dao; they are different from immortals and saints.

Either of them, if they were to merge into the Heavenly Emperor's position, would gradually become Great Heavenly Venerable within this divine position.

Instead of themselves.

But now, they each have a portion, and together they can unleash power no less than that of a true Primordial World Great Heavenly Venerable.

Moreover, it will not be changed into the appearance of Divine Spirit Great Heavenly Venerable.

"As expected... the master had everything arranged long ago!"

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, both understanding the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Numinous Treasure, the numerous immortal cultivators also reacted, looking at Haotian and Yaochi above with immense excitement in their eyes.

Although the Heavenly Court was newly established at this time, Haotian and Yaochi had not yet managed to win over any powerful beings at the Quasi-Sage Realm.

However, those who were brought into the Hall of Numinous Treasure to witness the establishment of the Heavenly Court were all cultivators who had reached the Daluo realm, even if their cultivation was the weakest.

But at this moment, these numerous immortals looked at Haotian and Yaochi with great excitement.

In the Primordial World, although the Daluo Golden Immortal can be considered to be among the upper Primordial World, there is still a huge gap between them and the top echelon.

Every Daluo Golden Immortal desires to become Quasi-Sage, or even a Sage.

But...

Even achieving the status of Quasi-Sage is not a simple matter.

Higher-level inheritance guidance, resources needed to accumulate magical Law Power for cultivation, and even certain Spirit Root and treasures that are conducive to enlightenment.

These are all things that even the Daluo Golden Immortal without any background in Primordial World primordial world desperately need.

And at this moment...

Just by looking at the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother before them, they saw the future, the scene where everything they had ever dreamed of would be theirs.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor Haotian!"

"Greetings to the Queen Mother Niangniang of the Yaochi!"

Immediately, some immortals bowed and shouted towards the Haotian Yaochi in the heavens above.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of many immortals in the Hall of Numinous Treasure instantly fixed on this person, each one showing a look of vigilance.

A formidable enemy!

This is a formidable enemy!

This was the first thought that popped into the minds of many immortals. Then, without prior arrangement, they all bowed and shouted in unison.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor Haotian!"

"Greetings to the Queen Mother Niangniang of the Yaochi!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

"All of you, rise!"

Looking down at the assembled immortals bowing in unison, Haotian burst into laughter, a look he had never seen before appearing in his eyes.

Since I am the Heavenly Emperor, all living beings in this Primordial World should be like this!

In Haotian's heart, a flame called ambition blazed fiercely.

"The Heavenly Court! The Heavenly Emperor Haotian..."

The Human Race, Shennong, gazed at the azure sky, his eyes deep, and murmured softly.

The appearance of the Heavenly Court was an event that shook the entire Primordial World, Shennong was naturally aware of it.

Even among the Human Race, many mortal tribes in places where no cultivators have been born have firmly remembered this Heavenly Court and worship it as Divine Spirit.

Shennong did not pay any attention to this.

As the Human Emperor, few in the world understand the Human Race better than he does.

The legend of those who cannot become cultivators will eventually be buried by time, thousands of years from now.

Such legends will then be forgotten by Human Race.

But once they become cultivators and learn the whole story, how many of them will actually regard it as Divine Spirit?

Shennong's concern at this moment was the 'shackles' that he had not yet perceived in his heart.

As a cultivator at the Great Perfection Daluo Realm, he naturally wouldn't believe it was his imagination.

Although it's unnoticed.

But without a doubt, in areas he didn't know or understand.

There must be a shackle that has been placed upon him, no, it has even been placed upon all living beings in this Primordial World.

And...

He also had a vague sense of foreboding.

A tortoise shell silently appeared in Shennong's hand. On the tortoise shell, eight simple symbols were formed by long and short horizontal lines.

This tortoise shell was the one that Fuxi carried with him when he first created the Eight Trigrams. The earliest Eight Trigrams were engraved on it.

This is one of the treasures left to the Human Race by the Human Emperor Fuxi after he became a saint.

Shennong gently stroked the symbols with his fingers, and the Innate Eight Trigrams began to be calculated in his mind.

After a short while, Shennong's eyes narrowed.

Although his mastery of the Innate Eight Trigrams was not among the top in the entire Human Race, with the assistance of the Fuxi's Tortoise Shell...

But he is definitely the strongest among Human Race!

Even so, he only found the faintest clues to the shackles he sensed in the Unseen.

"Is this the Unseen shackle aimed at Quasi-Sage? But where does this ominous premonition of mine come from?"

Shennong muttered to himself, his hands still stroking the Fuxi's Tortoise Shell, but... no matter how he calculated, he still couldn't find the answer he wanted.

Therefore, Shennong had no intention of continuing the calculation.

Shennong shook his head slightly, put away the Fuxi's Tortoise Shell, and remained calm without the slightest panic.

Although he didn't get an answer, as the Human Emperor, Shennong never lacked courage, and this mere bad premonition couldn't frighten him.

Shennong narrowed his eyes, a serious expression on his face, and muttered to himself.

"The Human Emperor Fuxi once left behind a warning: 'In the Primordial World, there are endless dangers; powerful beings scheme against each other, and myriad races wage war against each other.'"

"Whether facing scheming whose origins are unknown or impending danger, the best approach is to remain unchanged in the face of all changes!" Shennong said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"I need to... go into seclusion and cultivate!"