Wang Xuanfu is reborn in the Primordial World as King Father of the East. But the three lectures at Zixiao Palace have already ended, which means his death is not far off.
Yet when he leaves the Purple Mansion, he discovers that this Primordial World is not quite what he expected. It is filled with a savage spirit, rife with slaughter and chaos, with no sign of advanced civilization and barely any semblance of order.
Having experienced the prosperity of later ages, he wants to do something, but realizes he truly cannot win in a fight and is afraid to die. So he can only quietly make a few changes.
Many years later, Donghua's cultivation has become peerless in the Primordial World. Standing in the Celestial Realm and gazing at the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, he feels a thousand emotions.
Fuxi: “Your Majesty, the Witch and Yaoguai clans have fallen, and your great undertaking is complete. Please take your place in the Heavenly Court and ascend the throne.”
Donghua looks at the Investiture of the Gods in his hands and sighs. “I really never wanted to be the Heavenly Emperor.”
