Yin Ziyu traveled through time and space to become the younger brother of Emperor Yi, the uncle of Emperor Xin, and Bigan, a man with a mind full of seven orifices!

Facing Emperor Yi's entrustment and the impending Conferred Gods, Yin Ziyu enters the Dao with his seven-orifice exquisite mind, tempering his heart with countless calamities. Nothing exists outside the mind, the Dao resides in the spiritual platform. A single thought encompasses three thousand worlds, and conscience is the Heavenly Sword!

Use your heart to see through the essence, use the essence to come up with a conspiracy, the saint's catastrophe, achieve the heart of Yin Ziyu!

Keywords: [Abstract], [Fun God], [Unconventional], [Unique Art Style], [Mythological Great Luo], [Classic of Mountains and Seas], [High-End Primordial Era]

"As the top dog in the Netherworld, it's perfectly normal for me to open a branch in the Zhou Tian Starry Sky, right?"

“We have eleven seats in our church, and we refuse to let any legitimate gods join us, but the demon god Rahu says that he is not a legitimate god.”

“Now, one of our hall masters has declared that he’s going to pull off a big heist—he’s going to rob Dao Ancestor Hongjun!”

Pangu above, this is truly a brilliant idea! What do you think, should I agree to it?

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In the age of gods, where the great Dao clashes, what kind of stories will unfold when these unorthodox innate deities collide?

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P.S.: My completed work, "The Azure Phoenix of Nuwa's Family in the Primordial World," has 2 million words and a similarly unique art style, full of fun. Welcome to read it!

After traveling to the Journey to the West world, Wu Feng opened a general store where he could become stronger by selling goods.

Wu Feng can earn ten thousand times the profit as long as his customers buy anything.

"Senior, could you make this Chaos Green Lotus cheaper? I don't have enough exchange points." The Tongtian Sect Master gasped as he looked at the more than one million coins.

"Senior, this Heart of Heavenly Dao." Dao Ancestor Hongjun coughed lightly as he looked at the astonishing power.

“It’s impossible to get it cheaper.” Wu Feng smiled. “However, if you don’t have any exchange points, I do have a solution.”

"Open up the heavens and conquer all realms."

The Tongtian Cult Master descends upon the Perfect World, reverses the flow of time, and annihilates all illusions.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable has descended upon the Investiture of the Gods world, another primordial being, so don't blame me.

When Dao Ancestor Hongjun descended upon the Divine Tomb, the mere pseudo-Heavenly Dao was nothing but a joke.

This book is also known as "I'm Really Not a Black Shopkeeper," "Want to Get Stronger? Lead the Primordial Gods on a Rampage," and "The Untold Stories of Houtu and Nuwa"...

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...

Chen Fan transmigrated to a terrifying prehistoric world where Great Luo Immortals were everywhere and Golden Immortals were less valuable than dogs.

Chen only wanted a hundred acres of fertile land, three luxurious houses, a beautiful wife, and children.

To live a happy and fulfilling ordinary life is enough.

But why is his wife the eldest princess of Heaven?

"My wife, why don't we get a divorce? Heavenly laws forbid immortals from marrying mortals."

But it doesn't say that gods can't be friends with mortals or sleep with them!

Chen Fan looked at his beautiful wife beside him and said weakly.

The eldest princess looked up speechlessly and saw that Chen Fan had layers upon layers of golden merit above his head, his fortune soaring to the sky. She clenched her fist and smiled.

"My husband, please think it over carefully before you speak!"

The second princess, who was squatting to the side, rolled her eyes and muttered to herself.

'Let's punish the demons!'

The Four Heavenly Kings were swept away by the void storm, and their fate is unknown.

The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's pagoda malfunctioned, and he was almost killed by Nezha.

The Nine Luminaries Star Lord's natal star went berserk, causing him to go mad.

There are also the Twenty-Eight Mansions, representing thunder, fire, and plague.

The Jade Emperor nearly collapsed when he saw his few remaining subordinates!

"What a tragedy!"...

[Steady daily routine + diligent longevity + unwavering red flag + fluttering colorful flags]

In the primordial world, another great calamity has begun.

The Witch Clan was powerful and unstoppable.

If this continues, the plight of all living beings will be dire.

A host of innate great powers and leaders of all races gathered on the Sun Star to complain to Fu Guang, the Sun God, the only Great Sun Golden Crow in the world, and the number one person below the sage, and beg him to come out of seclusion and take charge of the overall situation.

The sun god Fuguang indicated—

We are deeply concerned about the situation of all parties, deeply regret what has happened to them, will continue to pay attention to this matter, and call on both sides to deal with it rationally!

Several years later.

All the races of the primordial world gathered once again on the Sun Star, directly recognizing the Sun God Fu Guang as their master and inviting him to ascend to the supreme position of Heavenly Emperor to rule the primordial world.

The sun god Fuguang smiled with annoyance at this:

"You have all caused me great suffering!"

Reincarnated as the first ruler of the Purple Wei Imperial Star? Bearing with him the symbol of destruction, the Black Lotus; the symbol of time, space, and the Emperor, the Mountain and River Map; the Hongmeng Ruler, a weapon of virtuous destruction; and the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree, representing the head of all stars? Despite this incredible start, Emperor Tian felt no joy. As the most legitimate ruler of the prehistoric world, whether reincarnated demon gods, innate divine beings, or the Supreme Heavenly Dao, all hoped for his demise, allowing them to legitimately usurp control of heaven and earth. To avoid repeating the same mistake, where the Purple Wei Imperial Star became a mere symbol of imperial power, a puppet under Haotian's control, Emperor Tian decided to prioritize stability! Hongjun: If you don't act now, you'll lose the support of the people. Even if you gain the rightful throne, you won't be accepted by the world! Emperor Tian: Then all beings in the world should submit to me voluntarily. Those who dare to disobey or rebel will be utterly slain. Why bother with the will of others? Luohou: With your cultivation at the Daluo Jinxian realm, you can unleash power comparable to that of a Hunyuan Jinxian. You are truly the most powerful of all prehistoric worlds. With a single strike, Shen Ni is but a toy in your hands. Di Tian: Whether I am powerful or not is beyond the judgment of you losers. ... He can be strong as he pleases, like a gentle breeze sweeping over the hills. He can be arrogant as he pleases, like a bright moon shining over the vast rivers. No matter how eloquent you are, how you use moral coercion, or how you coerce and bribe, I will remain unmoved and remain steadfast and unwavering! Then this prehistoric world will forever respect me as its supreme ruler! Whether it's the Way of Heaven or the demonic gods, they will all ultimately fall under my shadow, and there will be no hope of resurgence!! ...

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'?!"

[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 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.