Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Just when the powerful men breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the disaster had been averted, countless astonishing visions suddenly appeared in the sky.

A huge divine wheel of heaven appeared out of thin air, spanning the distance between heaven and earth. Its light illuminated all the heavens through the ages, and all time and space in the past and future.

At the same time, Patriarch Hongjun stepped on a nine-colored auspicious cloud and descended into the prehistoric world amid endless Taoist sounds.

His arrival shocked the entire world. Endless divine light emanated from Patriarch Hongjun, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, as if even the sun's rays were obscured by it.

The auspicious aura soared into the sky and permeated the entire ancient world, making all living beings feel unprecedented peace and tranquility.

No matter how far away you are from Patriarch Hongjun, whether you have vision or not, you can clearly see the existence of Patriarch Hongjun.

All living beings looked up and saw a circle of divine light behind Patriarch Hongjun's head, which was like the center of the universe, mysterious and solemn.

"Greetings to Hongjun Daozu (Senior)!"

At this moment, whether they were from the Xuanmen or not, they all paid homage to the ancestor Hongjun.

The circle of divine wheels of heaven behind Hongjun Daozu indicates that the current Hongjun Daozu has descended into the prehistoric world as the Heavenly Dao.

Patriarch Hongjun looked at the people who were worshipping him, his face expressionless. He spoke in an emotionless voice:

"All living beings appreciate Pangu's supreme merit in creating the world, so the true Pangu emerged. However, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the true descendants of Pangu, but they have not inherited Pangu's supreme love of transforming the world with his body."

Listening to the voice of Tiandao Hongjun, all living beings were extremely excited. Even before Tiandao Hongjun finished speaking his will, all living beings had already guessed it.

The eyes of the disciples of the Human Sect, the Orthodox Sect, and the Witch Clan were focused on Tiandao Hongjun. The air seemed to solidify in an instant and their world was dead silent.

Master Xuandu was no longer as calm and indifferent as a chrysanthemum. For the first time, he felt panic.

Guangchengzi's face was filled with fear and anxiety. He heard his own heartbeat echoing in his ears, as heavy and rapid as a drumbeat.

Jiufeng covered her eyes and ears, not daring to look or listen. But it was no use, the voice of Tiandao Hongjun was not something she could resist.

Jiang Ziya gazed at Tiandao Hongjun and sighed in his heart, the old era was about to end.

"The Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Shamans are not worthy of their positions. In the name of Heaven, I deprive the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Shamans of their Pangu Authenticity. From now on, there will never be a Pangu Authenticity in the prehistoric world!"

"Boom!" A deafening thunder broke the silence of heaven and earth, followed by an indescribable freshness and harmony.

All living things, whether it is mountains, rivers, plants, or birds and beasts, felt an unprecedented closeness and joy at this moment. They seemed to be more closely connected with the heaven and earth, as if they could touch the pulse of the universe.

At this shocking moment, only those powerful people with profound cultivation can gain insight into the deeper mysteries.

They saw that after Tiandao Hongjun finished reading out his decree, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed fifteen huge balls of luck through the air.

These fortunes are profound and noble, showing a rich dark purple color, and can only be possessed by saints and the authentic Pangu.

In other words, Tiandao Hongjun deprived Pangu, who was one of the Three Pure Ones, of his authentic destiny!

This is natural. There is no authentic Pangu in the world anymore. The destiny belonging to the authentic Pangu will naturally return to the world.

With a slight wave of his hand, Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao, scattered all the luck across the sky like a meteor and into the vast wilderness.

Each bit of luck is like a seed of life, taking root and sprouting in the primitive soil, injecting new vitality into this ancient and mysterious land.

As luck spread, subtle changes took place in the prehistoric world.

The mountains and rivers became more beautiful, the vegetation became more lush, and the eyes of the birds and beasts flashed with unprecedented wisdom and spirituality.

And those powerful ones felt that their cultivation had been significantly improved under the nourishment of luck, as if they had touched a higher level of realm.

After sensing the changes in the world, Master Xuandu, Guangchengzi and others were filled with despair and pain.

They realized that their teacher, who was once known as the sage of Pangu, had completely lost the title of Pangu. And all this was because of their unfilial behavior, which implicated their teacher and made him despised by all living beings.

However, they also knew that all this was irreversible.

On the Jiejiao side, the disciples chose to remain silent. They understood that Master Tongtian's act of wanting to destroy the prehistoric world had offended all living beings in the world. It was not surprising that he had such an outcome.

The Wu Clan was very dissatisfied with the Heavenly Dao's abolition of the 12 Ancestral Wu Pangu's authentic behavior. They firmly believed that the Wu Clan was the master of the earth, and the Heavenly Dao had no power to directly deal with the 12 Ancestral Wu.

However, the witch clan did not know that in the underworld, the ghosts in the underworld were also in turmoil.

Between heaven and earth, the ones who hold the deepest grudges are not the living beings, but the ghosts. The ghosts in the underworld are infected by the grudges of the living world, and they are transformed into resentful ghosts and wronged ghosts.

The pressure from the underworld was even greater than that from the heavens. The resentment of the ghosts impacted the underworld, causing chaos.

It is simply impossible for the witch clan to let the earthly way compete with the heavenly way and preserve Pangu's authentic position among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In this disaster, humanity, which had no humanitarian spokesperson, remained unscathed and was not affected.

The creatures of Hengyu World have just come to the world from hell. They live in their vacuum homeland, which is very safe, happy and free, without any resentment.

This time, Fang Yang won easily.

"Thank you, Taoist Ancestor, for upholding justice for us!"

After the Pangu Sect was abolished, the creatures who were instigated by Patriarch Kunpeng and his gang also let go of their obsessions, and the resentment in their hearts began to dissipate.

Their goals have been achieved and they have been treated fairly, so naturally they will no longer have any resentment.

As for those with dark hearts, they are only a minority, and their resentment cannot affect the world.

The disaster was over, and the prehistoric world absorbed Pangu's authentic luck again. It took on a new look, and all living beings became unconsciously happy.

Seeing the rising righteousness, Tiandao Hongjun finally felt relieved. He didn't want to go through another catastrophe.

After the Heavenly Dao Divine Wheel disappeared, Dao Ancestor Hongjun regained control of his body, and finally a human side appeared in him.

He looked at the peaceful wilderness, waved his hand, and a ball of auspicious light was thrown out, falling on every living being.

"In the name of the Taoist Ancestor, I bless all living beings. May all living beings in the prehistoric world have a bright future and become like dragons!"