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!

[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!"

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?

[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.