The Heavenly Dao [Honghuang]

New story: the FATE crossover novel "Saving the World from the Black Mud," and my friend's romantic comedy "King of the Zither." Please show them your support! Taichi woke up to find himself turned into a little kid, with a tiny bell hanging around his neck. He thought he was adorable~ (≧▽≦)/~ But why does this damn old man insist that I am an abandoned Wu tribesman? I'm human, I tell you! O(≧口≦)O!! Chen Yun: What is a human? ( ⊙ o ⊙ ) [Little Taichi, are you sure you're "human"?] Announcement: This shameless author has included [a lot of fanon]. Canon purists, please take that into account. Chen Yun x Taichi, the story of love and conflict between the Wu King and the Eastern Emperor. This story was first published on Jinjiang Literature City. All forms of reposting are prohibited. Support legitimate reading and protect the diversity of wild authors, starting with me~ (≧▽≦)/~ Everyone passing by, don't forget to bookmark and comment. Your support keeps me going ^_^~~ In the chaos, a terrifying tremor burst through heaven and earth. The entire western continent shattered, and forty-nine rays of jade light pierced the sky, leaving the mortal world with only the faintest glimmer of life. The wind billowed through his sleeves. Hongjun summoned the jade disc back into his palm and gazed down coldly. "This is the Heavenly Dao." Dark clouds gathered, the sky screen hung low, and the black dragon raised its neck and let out a deafening roar. Compassion filled Hongjun's eyes as he reached up to wipe a drop of dragon's blood from his cheek. "You defied Heaven, and you cannot escape Heaven's punishment and destruction. This is the Heavenly Dao." Before the ruined Zixiao Palace, Hongjun stood tall with his back to the main hall. Behind him, Taichi sat with his legs crossed, dressed in white. "The Heavenly Dao... is it?" Taichi sneered. The Eastern Emperor Bell rang across the universe, and the Demon Emperor fell from the heavens. Hongjun turned around impassively. After a long silence, after the mortal world had changed beyond recognition and a thousand years had passed, he finally swept his horsetail whisk, and Zixiao Palace returned to its original form. Beyond the sealed Ninth Heaven, a sigh seemed to drift through the air. "This is... the Heavenly Dao..." Completed works by this shameless author: Next story to be released: Stories by my friends: #favorite_1{color:#FF1000;font-weight:bold;border-style:double;} Theme: