Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

Although the beings at the pinnacle were unaffected by the environmental changes, they could still sense them. The Mirage Dragon's expression shifted repeatedly; Emperor Jun was truly audacious: "No wonder, no wonder you came back."

"I already said the outcome was uncertain. How could we agree without Di Jun's promise? Let's see how you counter this move. Speaking of which, you really astonish me; in just ten thousand years, so many top-tier beings have already emerged. If you were given more time to develop, I might really be unable to defeat you. Di Jun was quite prescient!"

"It's nothing but a pseudo-Heavenly Dao." The Mirage Dragon outwardly dismissed it, but inwardly it harbored some apprehension. After all, even if it was a pseudo-Heavenly Dao, it was still a Heavenly Dao. It had witnessed the war in which the world's consciousness, or rather, its Heavenly Dao, could single-handedly contend with all the innate deities. Those pinnacle beings were not the weaklings it was now.

Previously, he didn't understand why the most powerful among those pinnacle beings didn't rebel. Only after he truly became a primordial deity did he realize that it wasn't that they didn't rebel, but rather that they had rebelled, though most people were unaware of it. Their subsequent departure into the void after rebelling was enough to demonstrate the outcome of that rebellion.

Now, Emperor Jun actually forcibly upgraded himself at the cost of nine caves. Although it was preceded by the word "fake," its power might not be as great as the true Heavenly Dao, but it was still powerful enough.

Speaking of which, what the hell is the authentic Tiandao doing?

Someone's intention to usurp the throne was already obvious, so why didn't they know how to intervene? This was something Shenlong couldn't understand.

But no matter what, he could only place his hopes on Su Mu. He hoped that Su Mu would return soon. Now that even the false Heavenly Dao had been created, if he didn't come out to make a decision, this war would be heading towards the destruction of the world.

Bai Ze has returned, where is Su Mu?

Elsewhere, a massive Fusang tree towered above time. Di Jun's last vestiges of humanity vanished, ascending to become the Way of Heaven. His gaze pierced past and present, and a single palm movement controlled the sun, moon, and stars. Most of the world's secrets and origins were no longer mysterious to him. He was a figure of another dimension.

The pressure on the Emperor of Heaven and the Holy Lord increased sharply.

They were no longer fighting against Di Jun, but against the whole world.

"Is that right?" The Holy Emperor also felt it was somewhat outrageous.

Logically speaking, the first person to face this pseudo-Heavenly Dao state should be the Heavenly Dao. Now that the authentic Heavenly Dao has disappeared, this pseudo-Heavenly Dao has really taken over, which is extremely uncomfortable.

The creatures born from his fire were wiped out in an instant, without a trace. The world was set right; such creatures could not be allowed to exist. And the Heavenly Emperor, whose authority over heaven and earth was utterly insignificant before the very fabric of existence, perfectly embodied the tyranny and domineering nature of the primordial deities.

They were completely and utterly countered, and it was incredibly uncomfortable. Time wasn't as gentle as usual, but rather became incredibly violent. The entire world was against them.

The only consolation now was that Di Jun could truly be considered a god. His way of thinking was also approaching that of the Heavenly Dao. His absolute rationality allowed him to focus most of his attention on the world, rather than just the Holy Lord and the Heavenly Emperor.

The pressure from the Heavenly Dao is distributed among all the top beings.

The world is changing. Does he really intend to change it?

Di Jun's golden pupils glanced past.

The Saint Monarch and the Heavenly Emperor had tried their best to resist, but to no avail. They had lost all means of counterattack. They exchanged helpless glances, deciding it would be better to return to their world than remain here.

Just as the two were about to move, a golden light blocked their way.

Emperor Jun, seated on his divine throne, spoke calmly: "You cannot leave this place."

As his words were spoken, a chaotic tide surged above time, forming a massive cage around him. Strands of time piled upon him, attempting to pull the two into an unknowable, infinite cycle.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Holy Lord had no time to react.

The world before my eyes was replaced by darkness.

This silence, devoid of all noise, brings an incredible sense of peace, as if returning to the womb and the innate state.

"Where is this?" The Holy Ruler clearly noticed the difference. The Heavenly Emperor, however, explained without changing his expression: "This is the very bottom of the River of Time, a forgotten space from which there is no return, and also the foundation of the world's existence."

"However, we prefer to call it the place of origin."

"The Land of Origin?" Although the Holy Monarch inherited a portion of Su Mu's memories, this portion lacked the part of Su Mu's initial glimpse into the Land of Origin. He observed carefully and discovered some anomalies. This place was less like darkness and more like the primordial state of undifferentiated chaos.

It is the law of blending into one.

"Yes, the Land of Origin. But there's another name you might be more familiar with: the primordial gods called this place Eternal Silence."

"Those who come after death arrive here, awaiting another return. You should also feel that tranquility, like that of a mother's nurturing."

This is the root, where everything begins and ends.

"What does Di Jun want to do?" The Holy Emperor didn't quite understand.

"It's simple. He knows that ordinary methods won't effectively hinder us, but this place is different. Getting out might take a lot of time and effort. This will be a cage that traps us for a long time, one that we will have to break free of."

"Then we..."

The two peak beings sighed simultaneously. The situation was now more complicated than they had imagined. Di Jun's ascension had disrupted everyone's plans. All they could do now was to get out as quickly as possible.

"The Origin Land is not easy to reach, and it might even bring good fortune, but this war..." the Heavenly Emperor said. The Origin Land is a treasure trove for even the most powerful beings, but the timing is not right.

.........

When the Emperor of Heaven and the Holy Lord were trapped in the root place.

Di Jun withdrew his gaze and completely projected his will onto the battlefield within the world. Within the world, the shadow of the giant Fusang tree high in the sky supported the heavens and the earth, illuminating the world's sky with gold and red.

His perceptive gaze swept across the world inch by inch, never pausing for a moment. He seemed to be searching for something. Only a few beings who knew the truth showed a change of expression; they knew what Di Jun was looking for.