Wang Jie transmigrated to the primordial world, his tribulation clouds materializing, only to discover he had an older brother? He initially thought he could develop his strength discreetly, but his brother insisted on descending the mountain. Even more unexpectedly, this brother turned out to be the most benevolent and unlucky person in the primordial world—the Red Cloud Ancestor. Moreover, in his dying moments, he cried out to the primordial world that he had a younger brother—had he already exposed himself? During the Lich War, Wang Jie learned everything and descended onto the battlefield, only to find that he was already invincible! [Invincible trope, no system, Mozi's creation, playing dumb to outsmart others]

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..."

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'?!"