Tai Cang traversed the primordial world and became the god of Mount Tai, a primordial deity, born to bear the responsibilities of heaven and earth.

"The path to immortality seeks transcendence from the mortal world and detachment from worldly affairs, but it also means being separated from heaven and earth and alienated from all living beings..."

Taicang stood atop the mountain, his expression shifting.

"I only know how to take from heaven and earth, but I have forgotten to give back to heaven and earth and repay the kindness of all things. This is not the way I desire!"

"Of the three thousand great paths, all can lead to enlightenment; I choose to live and prosper alongside heaven and earth!"

"Since I was born a god, I shall unite with the Tao!"

…………

Ten thousand years later.

Zixiao Palace.

Two figures with similar appearances sat facing each other.

"I never expected that my moment of mercy would give you the power to gain consciousness," came the ruthless voice from Hongjun.

Hongjun gave a faint smile, seemingly mocking, "Your so-called benevolence is nothing more than wanting to use my body to make up for the deficiencies in your own origin, and not wanting to harm the origin of my primordial Qi. How can such behavior be called benevolence?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun's voice was icy: "This world is nothing more than a copy of the primordial world I created. All your struggles and resistance are in vain."

"That anomaly in the Eastern Region was your doing, wasn't it?"

Do you think I have that ability?

"Hongjun" glanced at Hongjun, gave a mocking smile, and slowly faded away.

There was one sentence left unsaid: "You are nothing but a corpse..."

[No romantic pairing] [True behind-the-scenes story] [Divinity] [Ensemble cast] [No idiocy] [Gives you a unique and satisfying experience] [Already completed, please take a look]

The path of creation is imbued with divinity; in the beginning, all is emptiness!

"I have walked this path of creation for a long time and a very long time." When countless alien evil gods lowered their greed, Lin Min remained unmoved, calm and composed.

"I'm a little hard of hearing, go tell my clan!"

In an instant, a goddess wielding a sword emerged from Mount Buzhou, her sword energy sweeping across the universe. She declared, "I am willing to slay all enemies for the Primordial Father God!"

A Titan King, as tall as Kunlun, revealed his disdain. The ancient bell tolled throughout countless realms, and with a single punch, the invincible Great Dao stretched for hundreds of millions of miles from his fist.

“I am the guardian of the Father in the beginning; those who advance, I kill; those who retreat, I also kill.”

A sage of literature and the Way, born from the eternal, righteous spirit of heaven and earth, whispered, "My stance is that the millions upon millions are the children of the beginning. I came from among all living beings, and I will return to them. You have offended the Father God of the beginning, so may you be plunged into the vast ocean of the people of the beginning!"

When the ancient dragon's breath swept away everything like a crimson ribbon, when the phoenix was reborn from the ashes bathed in the fiercest and most yang flames, when the immortal emperor held up the immortal dynasty and declared war on all the heavens... when countless immortal taboos emerged from the primordial divine realm.

Their dearest, most beloved, and most revered primordial father, Lin Min, whispered, "Trembling? This is merely the tip of the iceberg."

"Do I fear your sharp edge?"

A fleeting moment of beauty, the words "primordial beginning" are engraved on everything in the great universe of creation.

Faintly, countless alien evil gods heard roars emanating from the Primordial God Realm.

"Fight for the First Father!"

"loyalty!"

He woke up to find a stunningly beautiful woman lying beside him, exuding charm and allure. He knew he had transmigrated and become the most tragic human emperor in the prehistoric world—Di Xin.

In this world where saints are everywhere and even the most powerful are worthless, numerous great religions and sects stand side by side, all plotting against Emperor Xin.

"I'm doomed! This is a hellish start. Am I supposed to just lie down and die?"

Just as Emperor Xin was wailing and lamenting his ill-fated destiny, he awakened the Infinite Incense Merit System and was even able to create chat groups.

A centenarian from Wudang, a sycophantic young master, who loves drinking animal milk, the leader of the World Society, and the Great Qin Chef God have joined the chat group.

Faced with the noisy chat group, Di Xin typed: "[I am the eternal human emperor, now a god. I now recruit believers. Those who believe in me will receive creation, eternal life, and immortality...]"

As long as the group members believe in Di Xin

"Senior Tenth Brother is copying scriptures in the side hall again?" "Oh, what a coward! Last time Master asked him to subdue the demon ape, he pretended to be sick and hid for three months!" "When the Conferred God Tribulation comes, this guy without any chance will be the first to be taken away by Heaven!" The discussion in Yuxu Palace drifted into his ears. Su Mo wrote the last word "Tao" without raising his head - the scripture in front of him had been marked by the system with seventeen "calculations left by the saints". "Ding! The fragments of the Conferred God List have been detected. If the host is named, the chance of survival is: 0.3%. Suggested strategy: let the eldest disciple Guangchengzi 'accidentally' see the 'secret letter from the Jiejiao spy' that you hid in the Sutra Pavilion." While everyone was still measuring

Yi Qing, having transmigrated through the primordial world, became a low-grade innate spiritual root, the Earth Lotus, rooted in the West. Although his human form was a low-grade innate demon god, his origins in the barren West meant he rarely encountered opportunities for immortality and his cultivation was scarce. Fortunately, while repairing the ley lines of a sacred mountain, Yi Qing was chosen by Zhunti Jieyin and taken as his disciple. At that time, it was on the eve of the first lecture at Zixiao Palace, a new era had begun, the Wu and Yao races had not yet emerged, and the West was not yet prosperous; the cultivation environment remained a major obstacle. Fortunately, Yi Qing was quick-witted and, through empathy, turned the barrenness of the West into an advantage for his growth. With the ley lines damaged, Yi Qing used his Earth Lotus's spiritual root to repair them, ultimately drawing down merit and continuously improving himself. Lacking opportunities...

[No system] [Slow start] [Leaning towards traditional] [Not a conspiracy theory] [Personalized modifications]

He traveled to the prehistoric world.

Good news: Although not a naturally born being, he still possesses an extraordinary origin, and he has a significant legend in later generations. His previous incarnation was a true spirit annihilated by karma.

Bad news: Having just transmigrated, I've already been tainted by the karma of heaven and earth, making me a ticking time bomb.

He became known in mythology as the "Five-No True Man," possessing no magical treasures, no battle achievements, no disciples, no mounts, and no lineage.

The arrival of Huanglong brought a new direction to this primordial world.

[High-Dimensional Primordial World + Five Primordial Elements + Era of Sainthood + Unification of the Primordial World]

"I submitted a memorial to the Purple Cloud Palace, requesting that Hongjun bestow upon me the title of Dao Ancestor! Yet he refused!"

"Outrageous! Let the world run rampant! Raise an army immediately and quell the rebellion in the name of Heaven!"

Before the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun lightly swept his whisk: "Donghua, in the past you comprehended the Great Dao as a Golden Immortal, but now the struggle for the Dao is endless and the primordial world is collapsing. What do you intend to do?"

Donghua drew his sword, pointed it at the heavens, and his voice shook the universe: "I was once a Golden Immortal and was called the Dao Ancestor. I can also open up new territories and establish a Heavenly Court! I beg the Dao Ancestor to step down and yield the throne to a worthy successor!"

Zhen Yuanzi arrived with the illusory image of the ginseng fruit tree and said in a deep voice, "Floods have overwhelmed the heavens, ferocious beasts have devoured all the realms, and all spirits have lost their homes. Fellow Daoist, do you have any good solutions?"

"Ascend to the highest peak and hold the morning bell; lift the heavens with one hand and strike the evening drum!" Donghua shattered the chaotic energy, "First annihilate the chaos and calm the waves, then slaughter the evil gods and establish the heavenly laws—this is my way!"

High above the nine heavens, on a futon, he attained the true Dao. The leader of all the mystical sects, he transformed into Hongjun from a single breath. A legend belonging to the Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace began its journey even before the arrival of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin. In the world of Shrouding the Heavens, beyond the sacrificial rites, is there still a Dao? In the primordial chaos, the demonic path ruled the heavens; could it last? In the mythical mountains and seas, the divine path clashed; who could prevail? The world calls me the Dao Ancestor, I am Hongjun, I shall pave the Great Dao for all ages! Ascending the Heavenly Road, I sing as I go. In this world, I will create my own Immortal Dao, beginning with the defeat of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor after being granted the Dao.

Yang Jian is my brother-in-law? The Third Holy Mother is my wife, and Yao Ji is my mother-in-law!

Faced with immense pressure, Chen Changsheng awakens the Super Treasure Hunting System.

One treasure map a day, digging for treasure can bring countless opportunities.

"Treasure map has arrived. Please follow the instructions to dig for treasure."

"Congratulations, host, on discovering the Enlightenment Tea Tree."

A drop of Pangu's essence blood

"A broken Chaos Pearl"

"A pair of Chang'e goddess stockings!"

Having transmigrated to the primordial world, Su Ye found himself as the weakest of the thirteenth Ancestral Witches, causing him to panic.

Seeing his twelve elder brothers, the Ancestral Witches, fighting every day and sleeping anywhere, he decided that he had to take action in order to survive!

"Brother, fighting is pointless. Let's do infrastructure! This is called 'building an eternal foundation and carrying on the will of Pangu'!"

"Second brother, stop thinking about food all the time. We need to develop agriculture. This is called 'gathering the earth's spiritual energy to nourish the eternal witch clan'!"

"Zhurong and Gonggong, you two stop fighting! Use your energy on weapon crafting and water conservancy. Don't you even know what 'conservation of energy' means... no, 'the balance of yin and yang, the infinite possibilities of creation' means?"

Thus, under Su Ye's guidance, the style of the prehistoric world completely went astray.

While the demon race still lives in caves, the witch race has already built the "Pangu Holy City," which is comparable to the Heavenly Court!

While the dragons were still playing in the water, the witches had already completed the "Witches Canal," which runs through the prehistoric world!

When Hongjun was preparing to preach in Zixiao Palace, he was completely dumbfounded when he saw the prosperous scene below where every member of the Wu tribe had a house to live in, spiritual fruits at every meal, and uniform mounts when they went out.

"Oh no, why aren't these witch clans following the script?"

"Where's the brute I was promised? And who came up with this 'Five Hundred Years Plan for the Witch Clan'?!"