This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1185 - 528: Yu Chen Becomes the Calamity Lord; Apocalypse in Progress!

"I see you have a true destiny with the Time Demon God, so I'll give you this fish."

With that, Xuanqing sharply lifted the fishing rod in his hand and gave it a powerful tug.

A shimmering gold Time Travel Fish burst out of the water, struggling fiercely in midair, its emission of space-time Dao resonance even causing the surrounding flow of time to become chaotic.

"Come!"

Xuanqing pointed his finger forward gently.

A strand of pure Primordial Pure Qi shot out, instantly wrapping around the golden fish.

Swoosh!!

The next moment, the fish transformed within the Pure Qi into a Cosmic Light Sword, thin as a cicada's wings, the blade flowing with countless time runes, and it steadily landed in Emperor Shun's palm.

"This object shares the same origin as the Three-Life Stone of the Underworld, both are transformed from a rib of the Time Demon God."

"In the future, when your merit is complete, using this as a Daoist Artifact would be quite suitable."

Emperor Shun felt the vast power of space-time contained within the Cosmic Light Sword in his palm, and understood, he rose and formally cupped his hands respectfully towards Xuanqing:

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Xuanqing waved his hand, a hint of indescribable meaning in his expression: "Don't thank me, if you must thank anyone, thank Daoist Time."

"I originally wanted to take this opportunity to invite Him out for a meeting, to discuss future major events."

"Alas, in the end, fate had other plans for Him and me."

Xuanqing glanced at his fish basket, where dozens of silvery little fish were still jumping.

These swim fish bore the aura of the Time Demon God, caught by him from the Space-Time River, fragments of the Time Demon God's scattered will.

Yet their connection to the true Origin of the Space-Time Demon God was not as intimate as the Five-Colored Swimming Fish that Emperor Shun just exchanged.

"Forget it, since He didn't seize this opportunity, I can only proceed as originally planned."

Xuanqing shook his head, seemingly somewhat regretful.

He picked up the fish basket, his figure flickered, then vanished from the bow of the ship, leaving only a faint voice echoing over the river.

On the World Transcending Ship, only Little Squirrel and Emperor Shun were left staring at each other.

"Um... Daoist, come visit if you have the chance! I'll switch to a different fishing rod next time!" Little Squirrel said sheepishly.

Emperor Shun nodded kindly: "Alright!"

From then on, Emperor Shun often came to this World Transcending Ship to fish with the Little Squirrel known as the "Five Needle Daoist."

The two talked about everything, quickly becoming close friends.

However, since Emperor Shun refined the Cosmic Light Sword and switched back to the original fishing rod Xuanqing gave him, he was no longer empty-handed and often had good catches.

This left Five Needle Daoist quite regretful.

He always felt there was still a sad, thick barrier between him and Emperor Shun!

Later, Emperor Shun's merit was complete, and he held the Fengshan Ceremony on the top of Taishan.

Like Zhu Xiu, Emperor Ku, and Emperor Yao.

Emperor Shun cut out the Self Corpse.

Buzz——

An infinite glow of Merit Golden Light shot skyward from his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

A figure emerged.

The Western Ghost Emperor, identical in appearance to Emperor Shun, was clad in Ghost Emperor's regalia embroidered with the totems of endless ghosts paying homage and the ceaseless cycle of reincarnation, exuding a dignified and heavy aura, as if embodying the ultimate destination of countless souls.

The Western Ghost Emperor nodded slightly to Emperor Shun's true body, then turned, amid the throngs of a billion ghost gods, boarded the imperial chariot, and marched majestically across the Gate of Netherworld to assume office in the Underworld.

At this point, Emperor Shun's authority over the Earth Dao was complete.

The next moment, the light of virtue on the horizon was resplendently brilliant, as the Human Dao Fortune gathered into a sea, boiling over!

Seven divine rainbows spanning heaven and earth fell.

Seven emperor figures beyond description stood side by side, descending slowly.

The Three Sovereigns of Heavenly Emperor Fu Xi, Earth Emperor Shennong, and Human Emperor Xuan Yuan, along with Emperors Shao Hao, Zhu Xiu, Emperor Ku, and Emperor Yao, the seven Human Dao Emperors descended from Daluo Heaven to welcome Emperor Shun.

"Brother, come along!"

The seven emperors smiled at Emperor Shun.

"Thank you, brothers!" Emperor Shun ascended to the heavens.

The eight accomplished Human Dao Emperors ascended together to Daluo Heaven.

Henceforth, the Human Dao was thoroughly perfected.

The Human Dao perfected, the Three Realms flourished, its merit unprecedented!

"Thus, my Dao is accomplished!"

In the Fire Cloud Cave, Hongmeng Purple Qi enveloped the void, transforming into a Great Dao Gate.

As the Human Dao reached perfection, Red Cloud finally broke through the confines and achieved the Dao of Taiyi!

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Daluo Heaven

The aura of Taishang finally crossed the final threshold, achieving the Eternal Dao Fruit.

He walked from the source of the Space-Time River, step by step into the boundless future, where time and space bowed in submission wherever he passed.

The holy beings of all heavens followed closely in his footsteps, under his guidance, began to consolidate the divergent timelines, relocating all living beings and seeds of civilization belonging to this epoch from All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds into Daluo Heaven.

This was a vast cosmic migration, the final preparation for the impending apocalypse.

When the last world was incorporated under the protection of Daluo Heaven, the entire Primordial Universe had become vast and desolate.

Next comes the apocalypse.

The gods are to directly traverse the end of the epoch, not an easy feat, let alone for the countless ordinary beings.

Now that the seeds of the beings have been preserved, they can commence the final closing ceremony without reservation.

Kunlun Mountain, within Yuxu Palace.

Xuanqing's voice calmly resounded.

"Third Brother."

The Daoist Lord Yu Chen, who had been waiting for a long time, slowly stood up upon hearing this.

His azure Daoist robe, symbolizing transcendence and carefree, fluttered spontaneously without wind.