In The Primal Chaos, My identity Was Exposed By The Heavens

Chapter 9: Chaos Fertile Soil, Layout of Chaos!

Ye Xiu’s remarkable achievements were widely known during the chaotic era, elevating him to a god-like status. At that time, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, within the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun stood with celestial auspicious clouds above his head, filled with profound and mysterious Path rhythms. He unlocked countless mysteries and used the Butterfly of Creation to calculate around seventy to eighty percent of the era’s events.

According to the original course of events, this era of primordial chaos should have had only Hongjun as the sole Saint. However, many exceptional individuals naturally emerged with Ye Xiu’s awakening and return.

At this moment, Hongjun surveyed the chaos, his eyes filled with a convergence of unparalleled Path principles as he sought to glimpse a trace of heavenly secrets. Even as an enlightened Saint, he couldn’t fully comprehend the entirety of these heavenly secrets, leaving Hongjun troubled by this realization. He sensed an unprecedented and unparalleled sense of crisis!

Meanwhile, on Mount Zhou, a figure dressed in white robes with flowing sleeves and cascading black hair stood atop the summit. Mount Buzhou soared majestically, connecting heaven and earth, a grand and magnificent sight across billions of light-years of starry sky.

From a distance, Ye Xiu appeared to be standing amidst the endless stars, resembling a lofty deity. Beside him, the Abyssal River Ancestor lowered his posture, holding a sword box, his expression filled with astonishment as he looked up at the majestic figure before him, his heart filled with reverence.

After a while, Ye Xiu slowly opened his eyes, his expression constantly changing, filled with a hint of emotion. He traced the endless river of time through his recent contemplation, gaining insight into the past and understanding many things.

Among them, he learned that his former mount, the infamous Beast Emperor Shen Ni, had perished in a calamity. Even the once-dominant Savage Beast Dynasty that roared through the chaos had been annihilated!

Naturally, Hongjun was also among those who played a role in fueling the turmoil. He even shifted all the blame onto Luo Hou, openly condemning the Demon Clan and holding them accountable for the crimes. However, the good times didn’t last long. Hongjun and the other primordial gods and demons, to conform to the will of Heaven, once again plotted against the three primordial clans, triggering a cataclysm that buried countless lives.

Furthermore, they blamed Luo Hou, publicly condemning the Demon Clan and using it to justify their actions. In that battle, the spiritual veins of the Western Continent were destroyed, and Mount Sumeru collapsed, resulting in the death of billions of demonic beings.

Since the beginning of time, the primordial chaos has undergone three calamities, and countless beings have perished, with blood flowing like rivers and corpses covering the land. The sorrow of heaven and earth echoes through the ages.

Most of the primordial gods and demons had fallen one by one. Meanwhile, Hongjun became the biggest winner, the first Saint of the chaotic era. He transformed into the Ancestor of the Tao to merge with the divine path. Specifically, he transmitted the teachings three times in the Purple Heaven Palace, each lasting three thousand years, combining into the ultimate number of nine, by the will of Heaven.

“In the past, the unassuming Hongjun… managed to attain enlightenment and become a Saint in such a short time, possessing an unrivaled power to influence the destinies of all beings. Truly impressive,” Ye Xiu remarked, gathering his thoughts.

His eyes shone brilliance, capable of eclipsing the sun, moon, and stars, which were profound beyond compare. All living beings had their destinies, but Ye Xiu didn’t delve too deeply into past matters, as he had secluded himself from the world for countless years in pursuit of enlightenment.

However!

Now that he had awakened…

Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao should relinquish control over this world, allowing him to govern its rise and fall!

In contemplation, Ye Xiu turned to Patriarch Styx, gently sweeping his sleeve to present a handful of dark soil before him.

This black soil exuded a unique chaotic aura, expanding with the wind, and a black radiance resembling gold lit up the ancient starry sky. Patriarch Styx widened his eyes, witnessing this spectacle with great amazement.

“This is the Primordial Chaos Relic, born from ancient chaos. It possesses boundless potential, more marvelous than the Nine Heavens Relic of the Primordial Era. With this artifact, you can shape living beings. Take it back to the Blood Sea, create your force, and await my strategic arrangements in Honghuang. It will serve as a force at my command,” Ye Xiu explained.

After a moment of trance, a sense of enlightenment descended upon Patriarch Styx, as if he had experienced a sudden realization. He gratefully accepted the Chaos Primordial Soil with joy and pledged his loyalty.

“Go then..,” Ye Xiu said calmly.

“Yes!”

With that, Patriarch Styx rode a blood rainbow and returned to the endless Blood Sea. Watching him depart, Ye Xiu’s smile grew even more pronounced. He believed that with the Chaos Fertile Soil, Patriarch Styx would soon create a formidable force no less powerful than the future Asura Clan!

Ye Xiu knew that once Hongjun completed his three transmissions of the teachings, he would gather his six disciples, establish the profound lineage of the Path, and truly control the entire chaotic era, manipulating all destinies using billions of lives as chess pieces.

Ye Xiu’s existence was meant to suppress Hongjun’s development, replace the Heavenly Dao, and take control of this world.

…

Gathering his thoughts, Ye Xiu looked down at the foot of Mount Buzhou and focused on a particular figure with a mischievous smile and said, “Taking disciples… I will do that, too.”