Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 68 Through the ages, who can reign supreme?
Chaos Island.

Yuan Meng watched this scene with a smile on his lips.

Yuan Meng was not surprised at all that Ying Zheng could reach the six-star level, after all, the fortune of the Great Qin was at its peak.

It would be strange if there wasn't such a significant improvement.

The Emperor's Conferment of Gods Technique is an unparalleled method for governing a dynasty. As the first emperor of all time to achieve unification, Ying Zheng's fortune was exceptionally high.

Moreover, this is also related to one's destiny. Some people have ordinary destinies, while others have incomparably noble destinies. Ying Zheng, for example, had the destiny of a top-tier emperor.

It's not surprising that there has been such a significant improvement.

However, the people of the Hundred Schools of Thought and the Yin-Yang School would go crazy.

In particular, Xinghun could clearly sense that Ying Zheng was now invincible.

The people of the Hundred Schools of Thought also had boundless despair in their eyes. The Qin Dynasty itself had already made them despair, and they were just waiting for Ying Zheng to die. But now Ying Zheng made them even more despairing. They were afraid that even if they died, Ying Zheng would not die.

In the live broadcast room!

Esdeath: "Holy crap!!! I want to practice the Emperor's Conferment of God Technique too."

Saeko Busujima: "Don't even think about it. First of all, you need to have the destiny of an emperor."

Kaido: "I really want to fight him."

Whether it was Esdeath, Saeko Busujima, or Kaido, there was a hint of envy in their eyes.

Originally, Ying Zheng was the weakest in the group, but now he has become the strongest in the group besides Yuan Meng. No wonder people are envious.

The sacrificial ceremony to Heaven by Ying Zheng in the Qin Dynasty continued, and the next step was the investiture of gods, bestowing titles upon the civil and military officials of the Qin Dynasty.

However, Yuan Meng didn't watch it and immediately closed the live stream.

"I'm going out for a bit," Yuan Meng said to Yuan Huang.

Yuan Huang nodded, knowing what Yuan Meng was going to do.

In the midst of chaos, an ancient palace stood tall, with countless Dao patterns emerging and radiating boundless immortal light.

Yuan Meng's figure appeared directly in Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun opened his eyes.

"Merging with the Dao is not a good choice," Yuan Meng said calmly, looking at Hong Jun.

“This is the old way, fellow Daoist, there’s no need to say more,” Hongjun said with a smile.

Yuan Meng looked at Hong Jun: "I'm not going to advise you on anything, I just want to ask you, after you've achieved Dao, are you still the same person?"

"Why not me? To merge with the Dao, to merge with the Dao, this is the destiny of this old Daoist. The Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun, and Hongjun is not the Heavenly Dao. I am still me, and the Heavenly Dao is still the Heavenly Dao," Hongjun said with a smile.

Yuan Meng smiled and then took out the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd.

He sat down directly opposite Hongjun and took out two white jade wine cups: "Come, have a drink with me. After this, I'm afraid there will be one less person to talk to."

Hongjun did not refuse and drank with Yuanmeng.

Haotian and Yaochi were somewhat dumbfounded, but the aroma of wine emanating from the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd made them swallow hard.

“Shennie, Rahu, now it’s your turn,” Yuan Meng said with a sigh.

Hongjun smiled but didn't say much; everything was in the wine.

Yuan Meng's eyes held a hint of nostalgia: "Time really flies."

Three thousand years later, Yuan Meng left Zixiao Palace and did not return to Chaos Island, but instead came to the Great World of Ferocious Beasts.

A large tomb stood before it, and a rusty spear stood there.

Yuan Meng looked at Shen Ni's large tomb.

"You little rascal, you've been sleeping for so long, it's about time you were awake," Yuan Meng murmured, looking at Shen Ni.

Looking back, my relationship with Shen Ni was hardly friendly.

However, they are all from the same ethnic group, so there isn't much of a conflict between them; they just have different paths.

Shen Ni is still in a state of deathly silence, and it is unknown when he will return. Luo Hou has transformed into a demon, and it will not be an easy thing for him to return.

Hongjun is also about to merge with the Heavenly Dao.

There aren't many ancient relics left from the Primordial Era; only Yuan Meng is still active in the primordial world.

As for the others, they either fled far into the chaos or remained hidden for a long time.

Time passes slowly.

Yuan Meng sighed and then returned to Chaos Island.

After Yuan Meng left, Shen Ni's great tomb emitted a faint crimson light, with countless patterns intertwining within it. Then it fell silent.

This day!!

Boundless celestial light appeared in the primordial world.

All the powerful beings opened their eyes and emerged from their caves.

Hongjun's figure appeared between the primordial world.

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Dao is forty-nine. One is lost, and the Heavenly Dao is complete. I, Hongjun, am willing to use my body to complete the Heavenly Dao. From this day forward, the Heavenly Dao will no longer be Hongjun, and Hongjun will no longer be the Heavenly Dao!!! Merge with the Dao!!!"

Hongjun's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Dao Ancestor, have mercy!!!" Countless beings cried out to Hongjun in unison.

Boundless celestial light shone forth.

Hongjun's figure gradually disappeared into the world.

Yuan Meng sighed; Hongjun had still embarked on this path.

Note that Hongjun's merging with the Dao did not actually fill in the missing One, but rather completed the Heavenly Dao. This is a fundamental difference.

The one that disappears represents variables and anomalies, but also the fact that everything has a glimmer of hope.

Hongjun completed the Heavenly Dao in order to stabilize the Primordial Heavenly Dao, not to eliminate its existence.

This is a fundamental difference.

"Throughout the ages, through countless ages, who can stand out from the crowd?" Yuan Meng murmured, gazing at the primordial world.

Ten thousand years after Hongjun merged with the Dao.

Not at the foot of the mountain.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng led billions of demons to attack the Wu tribe.

The Lich Wars erupted in full force.

Countless lives were lost.

The blood of immortals and gods flooded the earth.

A layer of blood-red hue enveloped the world.

The First Lich War began.

"Kill!!!" Di Jiang's eyes flashed with illusion, and endless space intertwined in Di Jiang's eyes. The next moment, Di Jiang appeared in front of Di Jun.

With an immortal body like a demon god, carrying an undying fighting spirit, a single punch shattered endless spacetime.

Before Di Jun, the Hetu and Luoshu transformed into numerous great formations, but they were all crushed by Di Jiang's punch.

Di Jun's body flew across billions of miles.

The other ancestral witches were also fighting fiercely.

Taiyi was directly blocked by Zhujiuyin. It was like a fateful duel. Taiyi's Chaos Bell could suppress time and space, but it had no effect on Zhujiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestral Witch of Time, possesses mastery over the Great Dao of Time; this is no joke.

Taiyi felt somewhat aggrieved when facing Zhujiuyin.

no way.

Zhu Jiuyin was completely unaffected by the Chaos Bell. If it were any other Ancestral Witch, Taiyi might have been able to gain the upper hand.

However, Taiyi felt somewhat uncomfortable facing Zhujiuyin.

What's more, this is now an enhanced version of the Ancestral Witch.

A being whose physical body has been honed to its extreme.

"Kill!!" Zhu Rong, wielding two fire dragons, swept through the demon army with unrestrained ferocity.

No matter how many demons there are, they cannot break through the defenses of the witch clan; no matter how many there are, it's still nothing.

Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Kun Peng looked extremely grim. They had originally thought that since the Wu Clan had fewer people and the Demon Clan had more, they could overwhelm the Wu Clan with sheer numbers.

But now it seems that it's not just a matter of a short while.

The power of the Witch Clan was far more terrifying than they had imagined.

Not to mention the existence of these twelve Ancestral Witches.

(End of this chapter)