Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

At this moment, he exuded an aura of ancient vicissitudes, and carried an overbearing will to suppress heaven and earth: "Three souls, return to your places!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the power of the Great Dao of Primordial Eternity flowed. The auras of Emperor Ye, Emperor Chu, and Emperor Shi changed drastically, and they manifested the three souls of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun exclaimed in surprise: "The three souls of Heaven, Earth, and Man? So that's how it is. It seems that even without my intervention, Fellow Daoist Yuanheng was able to return on his own. Indeed, those who can reach this stage are not to be underestimated."

At the same time, the three souls of Heaven, Earth, and Man, which were transformed from Ye Tiandi, Chu Tiandi, and Shi Tiandi, all merged into Yuan Heng's body.

In an instant, Yuan Heng's aura surged endlessly. The Dao Fruit that had been pulled away by the Great Dao of the Abyss instantly returned to him.

The Great Dao, interrupted countless years ago, has been revived. The terrifying Yuanheng Great Dao instantly became the domain of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Seeing that things were hopeless, disappointment appeared in both Abyss and Chaos's eyes. Abyss stared at Ying Zheng with a sinister look, as if he wanted to etch him firmly into his heart.

Feeling the murderous gaze, Ying Zheng felt helpless—this was clearly picking on the weak! His second senior uncle was the mastermind behind his plans, so why was he being targeted?

Being targeted by the Primordial Chaos Dao Ancestor filled Ying Zheng with dread.

With such insignificant cultivation, what merit or ability does he possess to deserve the attention of a Dao Ancestor-level expert? And how could he possibly bear the resentment of such a being?

Seeing this, Ying Zheng immediately shrank behind Yuanshi Tianzun. At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun recalled the Pangu Banner and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and looked indifferently at the abyss and Chaos: "Since you are unwilling to leave, then stay forever?"

Abyss and Chaos immediately used the Abyss Orb and the Chaos Scepter to forcibly tear apart the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, stared at the gap, and transformed into a stream of light to escape.

"If the Abyss dares to lay a finger on my nephew, I'll set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation in your endless abyss next time!"

These threatening words echoed in the abyss's ears, making his gaze both fearful and sinister.

Upon hearing his second senior uncle's threat, Ying Zheng was both moved and helpless. Those who could achieve the Primordial Chaos Realm were all proud and arrogant; how could they tolerate such a threat?
That would be a real problem if we held all our hatred for him because of this.

Although he was confident that he could become the Primordial Dao Ancestor in the future, he was still too weak at present.

At this moment, Yuan Heng, who has merged the three souls of Heaven, Earth, and Man, is nearing the end of his Great Dao sublimation.

The sublimated Great Dao spread to the endless Chaos Sea, causing all the Great Luo Heavenly Venerables, Primordial Giants, and Primordial Limitless Dao Ancestors to sense the birth of another new Dao Ancestor.

Within the great sphere of light suspended high in the heavens of the Main God Space, a will murmured to itself: "He actually succeeded. The Abyss and Chaos are truly useless; they couldn't even reclaim the Dao Fruit!"

"Damn it, another formidable enemy has been added. The hatred for those who blocked our path will not be forgotten until death. The Abyss and Chaos are in for a rough time!"

At this moment, Yuan Heng stood up and looked at Ying Zheng with a complicated expression.

Ying Zheng spoke first: "Senior Yuan Heng, let's call off the master-disciple agreement from now on. That was just a joke. With Senior Yuan Heng's cultivation level, why would he need guidance from a mere Great Luo Immortal?"

Seeing Ying Zheng's sensibility, Yuan Heng's palm flashed with spiritual light, revealing a large cauldron exuding the aura of a chaotic spiritual treasure.

The cauldron is carved with flowers, birds, fish, and insects, imbued with the unique Daoist charm of the Great Celestial World. It is clearly a sublimation of the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron of the original Heavenly Emperor Ye.

Now, with Yuan Heng's ascension to the Primordial Chaos Dao Ancestor, this innate treasure has also been sublimated into a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. The original deity within it had long since been extracted and merged into one, but even so, this Chaos Spiritual Treasure remains of extraordinary quality.

"This is the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron. I present it to you, fellow Daoist, to sever our karmic ties from this moment on," Yuan Heng said softly, placing the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron before Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's divine sense came into contact with the Zhen Tian Ding, and only after Yuanshi Tianzun gave his approval did he leave a soul imprint.

Sensing the immense power of the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron, a supreme treasure combining offense and defense, Ying Zheng was exactly lacking such a powerful weapon, and the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron's arrival was perfectly timed.

At the same time, Yuan Heng apologized to Yuan Shi Tian Zun: "After this great Dao sublimation and advancement to Dao Ancestor, I still need to stabilize my cultivation and it is inconvenient to entertain fellow Daoists. However, I will never forget your kindness."

Yuanshi Tianzun was completely unconcerned by Yuan Heng's dismissive attitude: "There's no need for that. I came here because my disciple was trapped in this realm, and I only managed to rescue you by chance. Even without my intervention, you would have recovered on your own. I merely brought forward the time."

Yuan Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The successful implementation of the backup plan is entirely due to your intervention, fellow Daoist. Otherwise, the Abyss would have already refined my Dao Fruit, so how could I have had the chance to revive?"

After some polite exchanges, Yuanshi Tianzun left with Taiyi Tianzun, and Ying Zheng also departed.

It was time for his clone to head to the secret realm he had discovered: "Farewell!"

The Zhuxian Sword Formation then disintegrated, and the Zhuxian Formation Diagram and the four killing swords transformed into streams of light that traversed the endless chaotic sea and returned to the Yu Yu Tian Great World.

After Ying Zheng and the others left, Yuan Heng looked at the shattered Great World of the Heavens and sighed helplessly, "It will take a lot of time to restore this world."

With a flick of his sleeve, a vast and mighty power covered the shattered world, beginning to reshape heaven and earth.

An endless stream of mysterious energy flowed, and the three celestial courts silently merged into one, sitting in the center of the world.

Although it has barely managed to restore the basic form of the Great World, it will take a long time to restore its former glory.

Meanwhile, Ying Zheng, having left this place, recalled the vast world he and his clone had discovered some time ago when they explored the Chaos Sea.

In that vast world, he also found traces of Donghuang Taiyi, the Yang of the Heavens, who had long since perished and had not returned.

The main world of this great world is the Hun Tian Continent, a vast and boundless land.

Cities stand tall on its slopes, and demonic beasts roam freely. The human race has long since established a unified celestial dynasty to counter the invasions of all other races.

The Holy Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty conferred titles upon kings and marquises, each possessing the power to support the heavens. Vast territories were divided among the marquises as their domains to protect the human race's borders.

However, the Holy Emperor of the Celestial Empire has been missing for millions of years. During this period, the three elders and the high priest of the Celestial Empire have been in charge, which inevitably makes the kings and nobles below restless.

In ancient times, the Hun Tian Continent was even more vast. However, due to a great war between gods and demons, the continent was split in two. And the other half is showing signs of returning.

Sensing the situation in this realm, Ying Zheng pondered, "This place is indeed suitable for Yiheng to hone his skills."

However, the most urgent task is to find the whereabouts of Donghuang Taiyi, the Yang of the Heavens.

The power of the Primordial Dao began to flow, and its vast power subtly merged into this great world.

At this moment, all the powerful Luo Immortals who held the positions of kings and nobles could vaguely sense this vast aura.

But no one dared to peek inside—they sensed an ancient and weathered Daoist aura emanating from it, carrying an irresistible pressure, surely the awakening of a Saint Emperor-level being from its long slumber.

In this era where emperors have vanished, no one dares to contend with him, let alone dare to challenge his might.

At this moment, the kings and nobles of various races held a solemn meeting, their voices rising and falling in discussion. "This ancient and boundless aura—which emperor has awakened from the buried annals of history?"

"Quickly consult the records to ascertain the identity of this emperor. The appearance of an emperor in this world is an earth-shattering event!"

"That's true. If they belonged to a particular race, the situation would be unimaginable!"

We are now in an era without emperors, as the emperors of various races have disappeared for millions of years.

Although we can deduce from the methods left behind that their lives are safe, they have not yet shown themselves, so they must be trapped somewhere or secretly plotting something.

The appearance of an emperor at this moment will inevitably lead to a dramatic change in the situation and trigger an immeasurable chain reaction.

As the kings and nobles of various tribes were searching for the origin of this ancient aura, Ying Zheng, with the help of the spreading Primordial Dao, vaguely sensed the existence of twelve Primordial Dao Lords in this world.

It is truly unbelievable that there are twelve Primordial Dao Lords in this world.

What bothered him even more was that these people's Primordial Dao Fruits seemed to have some kind of flaw.

Like the ten progenitors of the strange race, could it be that their Primordial Dao Fruits were also fake, forged by relying on the Primordial Foundation of others?
If that's the case, then this world is worth pondering.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the world, a figure radiating the sunlight of all heavens and illuminating all realms trembled slightly.

Its enormous body, as vast as the world itself, shimmered with dazzling golden light as its golden feathers vibrated.

This is none other than the Three-Legged Golden Crow, the emperor of the demon race. Although golden crows frequently appear in the myriad realms of the world, only the Zen Master Wuchao possesses the Three-Legged Golden Crow. This Primordial Dao Lord, who has survived since the primordial era, inherits the legacy of the Demon Emperor Jun.

However, due to the numerous enemies of the demon race and the difficulty in deterring those powerful demons who had lived for many years—especially the demon master Kunpeng—Zen Master Wuchao has always kept a low profile.

The one exuding such a magnificent and awe-inspiring aura before us is none other than Donghuang Taiyi.

The three-legged golden crow slightly opened its eyelids, a trace of confusion flashing in its golden eyes.

But this confusion vanished in an instant, and soon Ying Zheng's figure appeared: "So it was Fuxi. No wonder he was able to break into the world I had sealed off."

This great world cannot be entered or exited at will. Unless one obtains the permission of Donghuang Taiyi, even the Dao Ancestor would need to go through some means to enter.

"Since you're here, let's meet. I have something to entrust to you. I wonder if Fuxi, after his rebirth, still remembers our past friendship."

Ancient and timeless words echoed in the primordial space. Sensing the call of the golden light, Ying Zheng withdrew the Primordial Dao and silently followed the golden light into the depths of the world's origin.

As Ying Zheng gazed at the great sun that illuminated the entire world, his jet-black figure could be vaguely seen beneath its dazzling golden light.

The three-legged golden crow's true form is a multicolored, jet-black color, but due to the light reflected from its feathers, it appears to be a magnificent and noble golden creature.

Upon seeing Donghuang Taiyi again, Ying Zheng felt that he possessed a completely different aura compared to the one who had once dominated the world in his memory.

What caught his attention even more was that the Sun Avenue under the control of Donghuang Taiyi seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

It should be known that these two brothers were carefully conceived by the Sun Star and the Fusang Tree, and can be called the Sons of the Sun, natural-born Sun Star Gods.

Since his birth, he has been destined to rule the sun. Later, the demon emperor Jun switched to the path of demons, largely because he wanted to pass on the path of the sun to his younger brother.

Donghuang Taiyi did not disappoint his brother's expectations and completely took control of the Sun Dao, but unfortunately, he was ultimately powerless to reverse the situation.

Now that the Sun Path has changed, could it be that he really intends to abandon this path and find another way?
If that's the case, it's not impossible.

After all, with Donghuang Taiyi's talent and temperament, he certainly has the ability to forge his own path.

If he hadn't been trapped on the Sun Avenue back then, he would have already forged his own path.

Just as Ying Zheng was speculating, a domineering figure emerged from the three-legged golden crow phantom transformed from Donghuang Taiyi, looking down upon the world.

The young man wore qilin boots, a golden gauze veil, and a flat-topped crown, with a small bell tied to a strand of his black hair.

The bell, engraved with scenes of mountains and rivers and the worship of countless demons, is none other than the Eastern Emperor Bell, his supreme treasure for proving his Dao.

The Donghuang Bell was originally called the Chaos Bell. It was formed from the handle of Pangu's axe that split the world into three.

Unlike the two supreme treasures inherited from Pangu, namely the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Moral Celestial Venerable, this Chaos Bell fell into the hands of Donghuang Taiyi. However, because he could never achieve perfect harmony with it, Donghuang Taiyi renamed it the Donghuang Bell.

Later, even when the primordial world was shattered, by achieving the Primordial Chaos and taking control of the Great Dao of the Sun, he completely sublimated the innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, into the Chaos Treasure it is today.

"Fuxi, you have finally come." Standing before Ying Zheng, Donghuang Taiyi's weathered eyes held a hint of melancholy.

A look of bewilderment crossed Ying Zheng's eyes: "Taiyi, it's been a long time since we last met, but my old friend has changed a lot."

"Change? Who can change me? It is you, Fuxi, who have changed a lot. To break free from the shackles of human karma, you have reincarnated and undergone tribulations again, and now you have the hope of stepping into the realm of the Primordial Dao Ancestor. You have come at the right time today to lend me a hand." Donghuang Taiyi stared at Ying Zheng with deep eyes, as if he could see right through him, and then invited him.

Ying Zheng seemed lost in thought. What could he possibly do to help Donghuang Taiyi at this moment?

Moreover, what exactly is Donghuang Taiyi's plan? Although there are some speculations, it is still difficult to make a decision without confirmation: "What do you need me to do?"

Seeing Ying Zheng hesitate, Donghuang Taiyi explained, "To break free from the constraints of the Sun Dao, I shattered my Dao Fruit and selected twelve beings to inherit it. They are called the 'Twelve Suns.' Because their Dao Fruits attract each other, they will eventually fight. When the Dao Fruits merge again, I need you to retrieve them for me."

Ying Zheng looked at Donghuang Taiyi in surprise, not expecting him to gamble so heavily on the future.

If one is not careful, the Dao Fruit cannot be recovered, all past efforts will be in vain, and even the existence of Donghuang Taiyi may be annihilated!
"You're taking too much of a risk. Besides, if I hadn't arrived, who would have retrieved the Dao Fruit for you? I don't believe you don't have other backup plans," Ying Zheng asked doubtfully.
Donghuang Taiyi was prepared for Ying Zheng's doubts: "There is indeed a backup plan, but activating it will affect the perfection of the Dao Fruit. It is most appropriate for you to take action, as you will repay the favor you owe me in the past."

After Donghuang Taiyi played the sentimental card, Ying Zheng could no longer refuse: "Alright, I agree."

“Fuxi, I knew you would help me. This is their intelligence; some of them have been restless all these years. Remember to give them a good talking-to.” Donghuang Taiyi said with a gloomy look in his eyes.

As intelligence circulated, Ying Zheng could tell from Donghuang Taiyi's expression that those pawns were unwilling to become vessels for others to exchange for Dao fruits.

It is estimated that the disappearance of emperors of various tribes over the past millions of years was part of a secret plot.

Their petty actions had angered Donghuang Taiyi, hence his words: "I understand."

"Fuxi, your grand ambitions are evident from your Primordial Dao. I will leave the true meaning of the Sun Dao for you to comprehend; it will surely benefit you. Consider it my reward." Donghuang Taiyi suddenly changed the subject. (End of Chapter)