I, a Demon Ancestor, Am Justifiably Benefiting the Great Desolation, Right?

Ling Yun accidentally transmigrated to the Great Desolation right after finishing his college entrance exams, where he activated a God-level Choice System...

Ling Yun chose to become the swor...

Chapter 239 Laozi Establishes Taoism, Hongjun's Plan

From then on.

In the primordial world, a new Heavenly Saint will emerge, one who reigns supreme over all living beings!

Aside from the fact that Lao Tzu forcibly became a saint.

The beings of the primordial world were still very puzzled by one thing...

That is the Eight Views Palace founded by Lao Tzu!

Could it be that Lao Tzu also cultivated the "Way of the World"?

But why didn't Lao Tzu receive any reward after creating the world?

and.

The Eight Views Palace founded by Lao Tzu seems to be somewhat different from the Sword Realm, the Earth Realm, and the Human Realm...

Just when all living beings in the primordial world were puzzled.

A disdainful voice echoed from the Demon Realm...

"Lao Tzu created a miniature world by brute force."

"Whether in terms of foundation or potential for growth, it cannot compare to the world created by the [Way of the World]!"

It was Rahu who spoke.

Hearing Rahu's words.

Only then did the beings of the primordial world show signs of sudden realization.

It turns out that Lao Tzu never truly grasped the "Way of the World"...

That makes sense!

......

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

It wasn't until Lao Tzu founded Taoism and successfully attained enlightenment that this continued.

Hongjun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hongjun originally thought that Laozi's ascension to sainthood would be easy under his plan, never expecting so many variables to arise.

Fortunately, he eventually became a saint.

This brought comfort to Hongjun.

Hongjun's gaze involuntarily fell towards the direction of the Demon Realm, and he murmured softly.

"Lao Tzu's attainment of sainthood was just the beginning."

"After Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin become saints."

"Then I will possess four saints..."

"Wait until a suitable candidate is selected for Hongmeng Ziqi."

"How many more saints could there be!"

"This is my capital!"

Hongjun's eyes were disdainful, and he was already somewhat impatient.

And then, more than 10,000 years later...

Just as Lao Tzu finished his sermon.

The Primordial Purple Qi within Yuanshi's body also began to tremble...