At the White Bone Cave on Skull Mountain, dwells a Taoist immortal. His magical weapon is the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Cloth, and his mount is a blue phoenix. His disciples are the Azure Cloud Boy and the Colorful Cloud Boy. Kind and reasonable, he was bullied to death by Nezha and his disciple Taiyi Zhenren because he lacked powerful magical weapons. He was an unlucky immortal…

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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..."

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!

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"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?

——

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!

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

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!"...

"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.

"Down with the tyranny of the Three Pure Ones, the primordial world belongs to the Great Luo."

"Pangu takes turns sitting, this year it's my turn."

"A great Luo who doesn't aspire to be like Pangu is not a good great Luo."

...

“Fellow Daoist Xuan Yuan, the Three Pure Ones have been in power for twelve Pangu eras now, and the Great Luo Heavens have suffered for too long! I beg your help.”

Xuan Yuan looked at Hou Tu in front of him, then at the ten burly men standing behind her...

His lips twitched involuntarily, revealing a bitter smile.

Can I... say no?