Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

Seeing the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, Hong Yuan finally couldn't help but speak: "I thought you had forgotten."

As Hong Yuan's voice fell, a sky full of merit power suddenly appeared in the void.

The next second, they all fell among the surviving creatures of all races.

That was the power of merit accumulated by all living beings who slew the ferocious beasts in this battle.

Since the ferocious beasts were formed from resentful and malevolent energy, eliminating them would naturally benefit the primordial world.

Furthermore, the ferocious beasts also possessed a considerable amount of the flesh and blood of chaotic demon gods, which could replenish some of the deficiencies in the primordial world after their fall.

Therefore, in order to reward the merits of the people, Heaven will naturally bestow merits upon them.

Why didn't it fall when the killing occurred?

Of course, it was because the time was when the calamity was at its most dangerous, and Heaven could not possibly choose to bestow merit at that moment, so it was delayed until now, when the great battle had come to a slight end.

All living beings of all races felt the power of merit falling upon them and suddenly realized what was happening.

It turned out that Heaven was rewarding them for slaying the ferocious beasts they had killed.

As a result, all living beings wept bitterly, expressing their gratitude for the greatness of the Way of Heaven.

Thanks to this merit, the injuries suffered by all races were quickly healed.

Even their strength has improved to some extent.

Among them, the number of merits accumulated by Hunyuan Golden Immortals such as Luo Hou and Yang Mei is the largest.

Their injuries are now healing rapidly.

Looking at the power of merit in his hand, Yang Mei couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity for Fellow Daoist Hunpeng and the others. If they had been alive until now, they could probably easily have reached the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm with this much merit."

However, this is how it is in times of great calamity; life and death are preordained.

Only those who survive have the right to a future.

Meanwhile, Shen Ni, inside the mother beast's lair, was visibly shaken when he witnessed the Heavenly Dao bestowing merit upon him.

He truly couldn't understand why Heaven would bestow merit upon all races.

Does that mean their ferocious beast clan deserves to be killed?!

Qiongqi, standing to the side, also cursed, "This Heavenly Way is truly unfair! Why do they receive merit, but my ferocious beast clan receives none? Is this the Heavenly Way? Is this still called merit?!"

Although Shen Ni was furious, he still managed to remain rational.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret letting Yang Mei and the others leave.

With this merit, their recovery time will likely be greatly reduced, and they may even be able to recover further.

Thinking of this, Shen Ni quickly urged Qiong Qi and the others.

"You all hurry up and absorb the malevolent energy of heaven and earth, and break through to the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm as soon as possible. If possible, also help our clan's peak Grand Luo Golden Immortals to break through as quickly as possible!"

After saying that, Shen Ni hurriedly returned to his cultivation place.

He wanted to try and see if he could break through to the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm in one fell swoop.

If it succeeds, we will surely win this battle!

If not, the outcome is hard to predict.

As Shen Ni entered into cultivation, Qiong Qi and the others finally realized the seriousness of the matter. After relaying what Shen Ni had said, they also hurriedly began their own closed-door cultivation.

In an instant, as all races and ferocious beasts quieted down and focused on breaking through their cultivation levels, the primordial world fell into a long-lost period of tranquility.

In an area not far from Mount Sumeru, Cuiwei and Hansu sat there blankly, their eyes bloodshot, looking quite dejected.

Around them were children, many of them badly injured.

Although Heaven bestowed many merits upon them, none of them were happy about it.

They just sat there silently, some even with red eyes and tears streaming down their faces.

In this battle, they lost nearly two thousand men.

Of the original three thousand boys and girls, only a little over a thousand remain.

This is because they possess numerous magical treasures.

They knew that a great calamity was terrifying, but they didn't know it would be this terrifying.

Now, whenever they close their eyes, they can remember the other boys and girls who died in front of them.

Cuiwei and Hansu, in particular, were the most distressed at this moment.

They really didn't know how to face their master when the time came.

So many of the children who followed them perished.

Inside the Hongyuan Hall stands a huge mirror.

The image above shows the current situation of Cuiwei and the others.

The children who had been resurrected by Hong Yuan were also by his side, and they had returned to their porcelain doll-like appearance. When they looked at the dejected Cuiwei group in the mirror, they lowered their heads in shame.

They never expected that their master was watching them all the time.

They not only cared about them, but also brought them back to life.

Thinking back to the vulgar language they used to use all the time, the boys and girls suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

So a childish voice asked.

"Sir, should we tell my elder brother and sister? They seem to be suffering a lot."

Hong Yuan waved his hand casually: "No need, let them do it this way for now. It's not a big deal, and it's not the most important thing."

At this point, Hong Yuan paused, his gaze sweeping over the group of boys and girls with a hint of amusement.

"Most importantly, I've heard you have two faces? What, won't you let me see them?!"

Upon hearing Hong Yuan's words, the group of boys and girls immediately shrank back, not daring to meet Hong Yuan's gaze.

"Master...we...we will never dare to do it again."

Looking at the well-behaved boys and girls before him, Hong Yuan wondered who would have thought that they were all unruly and arrogant people outside.

They try to shove someone's head in just a few words.

She can be both polite and well-behaved.

"I have something I'd like to ask you!"

"Sir, please tell us, and we will answer whatever we know!"

After a moment's hesitation, Hong Yuan asked the question that had been bothering him.

"Was it Yang Mei who taught you to be like that?"

After all, when Yang Mei visited before, she would occasionally teach a group of boys and girls.

After all, as a Dao Venerable, how could he be such a despicable person?

Therefore, it could only have been Yang Mei who taught him.

Well, that makes sense.

The group of children were taken aback when they heard Hong Yuan's question, and then looked at Hong Yuan's expression cautiously.

This sight sent a chill down their spines.

So, all he could do was stammer, "I guess... I think so."

Hong Yuan lightly tapped the longsword in his hand, glancing dismissively at the crowd: "Should? Are you all sure?"

"Master, you misheard us. We are saying that it was taught by Ancestor Yang Mei!" The group of children immediately realized their mistake and quickly corrected themselves.

Upon hearing what the children said, Hong Yuan seemed to suddenly understand.

"I see. I knew it then. Who else could it be but him?"

After a pause, Hong Yuan continued, "That's enough. Don't mention this matter again. If anyone asks, just tell the truth!"

"We understand!"

Beyond the primordial wilderness, Ancestor Yangmei, who was cultivating, suddenly stopped and scratched his head in confusion.

Why do I have this feeling that someone is plotting against me?