It’s Only Logical for Me, Hongjun, to Defeat Magic with the Dao

[Proving the Dao through sheer power] [No saintly do-gooder] [No stupidity] [No System] [Decisive and ruthless]

Who could have imagined that the Old Ancestor Hongjun, who laughed above the Nine Heavens and reigned supreme at the highest level of the Primordial Universe, would have twelve golden lotuses of destiny severed by Donghuang Taiyi, then use his last wisp of spiritual energy to activate the Mysterious Emperor’s Treasure Mirror and tear through the void into a tiny magic world among the Myriad Worlds?

But here’s the catch: he has a spiritual treasure, but the magic world has no spiritual energy. How is he supposed to cultivate?

The magic police brandished their black wands. “Even dogs in our world can use magic, and you can’t! You don’t deserve to live. Isotambu, Klasbi! (Incantation) Die!”

Old Ancestor Hongjun: “I’m done for!”