The appearance of the Daoist didn't cause much of a stir in this hidden gathering place. Or rather, this was originally a place where people from various tribes mixed and lived together. Anyone who came here had some past, some secrets.

It was just that this Daoist was quite close to the three leaders, Yuanjue, Houtu, and the Western Emperor.

In the end, he still attracted attention.

Wei Yuan, who was healing his injuries, quickly joined this secluded place. He was accepted by the people here by teaching swordsmanship, pottery, and cooking. Pottery could meet the needs of life, and delicious food could make people feel happy. Swordsmanship could arm people and give them the power to protect themselves.

Time passed slowly.

Wei Yuan's injuries gradually healed, and he had also left here with Houtu and the Western Emperor to see what they had prepared in the Turbid World. When they left, they went to a place where people who had been abandoned by their tribes lived, a part far away from the core area of the Clear and Turbid Worlds, a place that the Turbid World demon gods, who always pursued interests first, were absolutely unwilling to go to.

The surrounding area was also blocked by mountains and rocks, with layers of natural dangers. A single carelessness would lead to being swept into it, with souls scattered and unable to retreat completely. If the self-defense ability of this clan was added, they could protect themselves even in the Turbid World.

Wei Yuan had observed this place but had different opinions.

It was not easy to grow plants and grains here.

And based on these plants to reproduce and thrive, various fast-growing animals could not live.

In this way, although this clan could survive in the Turbid World, it would ultimately be a life as arduous as that of an ascetic monk. After thinking about it, Wei Yuan, after recovering, personally went to the Four Seas of the Age of Gods and captured a small world wandering on the edge of the Great Wilderness.

When that huge, star-like, vast and majestic small world fell, the entire sealed place fell into a kind of exclamation and unspeakable cheers and revelry. They saw that world fall from the sky, and then float above the entire mountain range formation, where they could see mountains and lakes, lush vegetation, and soil that looked extremely fertile.

It was a blessed land far better than the current place.

Especially when it was announced that they would move into this small world and then leave here.

The emotions within the entire valley reached a peak.

These people who had experienced betrayal, sell-outs, and pursuits were all very deep-minded. Once betrayed, they would naturally develop the instinct to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Even if the current place was extremely safe, they would still worry, wouldn't this place really be discovered? The fighting and battles outside were becoming more serious and intense day by day.

Would they be found here one day?

Or, in order to avoid such an ending, would they have to spend their entire lives wandering and fleeing?

When they saw this small world suspended in the sky, even if it was reduced by boundless great power, it still showed an extremely vast and magnificent feeling, the worries in their hearts finally disappeared, replaced by the disbelief and ecstasy for the stable life that was about to come.

Such ecstasy was especially prominent against the backdrop of past pain.

A huge celebration party was held on this day.

Everyone cheered for this powerful man who held an entire world back.

Calling him Original was a bit too disrespectful, and simply calling him Demon could not highlight his loftiness and power, nor could it show his magnificence and compassion. Among this group, people who walked on the Great Wilderness accounted for 70%, and on the Great Wilderness, the most powerful, magnificent, and composed was none other than…

Combining these.

When the Daoist sat on a stone covered with animal skins, holding a pottery wine cup made with simple techniques, filled with slightly sour fruit wine, and staring blankly at the full moon in the sky, the cheers and chants of *Tianmo* had already risen under the moonlight of this distant ancient age, like ancient blessing tunes.

He looked at those earliest *Tianmo*, just sat on the bluestone under the moonlight, and slightly raised his glass.

"Cheers."

Under the celebration of this night, the people of those tribes expressed their thanks in a simple way. Some sent some simple fruits and vegetables, some sent some pottery, and the girl whom Wei Yuan met when he first came here blushed and said that she would dance a sacrificial dance from the tribe.

People cheered loudly, and the child's face became even redder.

But it was just a pity that as soon as she raised her hand, before she could start dancing, she fell backward.

It turned out that she had also drunk alcohol during the cheers and celebrations. Even though it was just fruit wine made from fruit, after all, it was the ancient times, and the spiritual energy in the fruit was extremely rich. The brewed wine had a few strong after-effects. She was drunk before she could dance, which caused a burst of laughter from the people.

"The child is still young. She should be able to drink alcohol when she grows up."

"Actually, dancing after drinking alcohol might look better."

Someone from the tribe helped explain.

Wei Yuan nodded and looked up at this huge small world.

He asked Yuanjue and the others for the roster they had found over the years, which recorded all the people who had been rescued, and then used the power of karma to find them all. Then, Yuanjue said that in order to avoid the coming wars and disputes, they would send some people to a safe place to live in seclusion.

But not everyone could let go of hatred, and not everyone was willing to leave their hometown.

Nearly 60% of the people said that they were unwilling to live in the small world.

"This is our hometown. I have been abandoned by the tribe, so I can't turn around and abandon my hometown."

"We still have things that need to be resolved… These knots are in our hearts. If we can't resolve them, even if we leave here and go to that small world, I'm afraid we won't be able to settle down."

"This era is too chaotic."

"Even if we can get safety, there will always be others who have similar experiences as us. We can be redeemed, but what about them? So, I don't think we can just leave like this…"

There were various reasons.

There were excuses, and there were those who wanted to stay in their hometown to take revenge.

There was fear and suspicion.

There was also the pure nature buried in the hearts of human beings.

No matter what their reasons were, Wei Yuan did not try to keep them.

The people in the tribe who decided to go to the small world were reluctant to leave. They took out the tribe's wine and food and held a grand farewell ceremony for them. During the farewell, some of the people who were about to leave here said that when they had finished their goals here, they would find a way back, so they hoped to get the coordinates of the small world.

But they were refused.

And the other part of the people left each other the directions they planned to go when they parted.

"I heard that there is a newly rising tribe in the north, called the Jiuli."

"Let's go and join them."

"I won't go… My hometown is in the east. I will go there, to the Jiang clan by the Jiang River. I plan to go there…"

They drank wine with each other, and then blessed each other's future.

Then, after laughing and hugging, they left here and went to the directions they had decided. Some became the origin of the eighty-one tribes under Chi You Jiuli in the distant future, while others entered Jiangshui City, where the Jiang clan gave birth to the Yan Emperor. The Daoist in the blue shirt quietly watched them go to their respective destinies.

After all the people who wanted to leave had left, Wei Yuan let all the *Tianmo* clan enter the small world.

The Daoist stood in the air between heaven and earth.

Houtu stood beside him, watching the people she and the Western Emperor and Yuanjue had rescued over the years, watching them bring various things they needed for life into this small world. Yuanjue even used the Buddhist power to move the houses of these *Tianmo* clan into the small world.

The woman in the goose-yellow shirt, with a gentle and elegant temperament, watched this scene and said, "The years are long, and life flows. Humans and other creatures gather sand to form towers, becoming tribes, and eventually becoming countries. And as time changes, countries will also collapse. We are saving them now, but they will eventually encounter other problems."

"Even in that small world, they will definitely reappear betrayal, revenge, and resentment due to various contradictions…"

"So, Yuan, is what we are doing valuable?"

The black-haired Daoist nodded slightly: "Of course, it has its value."

"Even if there will be many disasters in the future, even if there will be various difficulties in the future, at least the joy now is real, and it is real that they have been saved now. It is natural to prepare for a rainy day, but we cannot stop eating for fear of choking, can we?"

He seemed to see things a long time later, and then raised his hand.

Those *Tianmo* clan who had just entered the small world, were happy, expectant, and harboring unease, suddenly staggered and felt the entire small world suddenly tremble violently. Then, they looked up and saw strands of karma emitting clear golden light rising up and spreading throughout the world.

The black-haired Daoist moved his wrist slightly, opened his five fingers, and pressed down with emptiness.

Boom!

!

So the whole small world crashed down!

It fell directly into the Turbid World!

The laws of the world began to collide. The fierce confrontation between the Clear and Turbid Worlds caused various disasters on the edges of the two worlds, where the laws were almost materialized, such as storms, flames, thunder, and many disasters that seemed to engulf the entire world connected and emerged.

Wei Yuan snapped his fingers.

So the Clear and Turbid were calmed, Yin and Yang were balanced, and many disasters returned to the right track of the laws.

The small world steadily fell into the previously determined position in the Turbid World.

Here, they would be far away from the tribal infighting in the human world, but they would also have to pay the price of never being able to return to their homeland. With a joyful but also slightly sad mood, everyone held a grand celebration today.

Under the blessings of her friends, the girl mustered up the courage to present the dance she had not completed before.

But she was not successful.

When she found the Daoist, the man who had been praised as *Yuanmo* in the tribe was standing on the edge of the world, and the starlight flowed and left, bright and clear, giving the Daoist bathed in it a kind of unapproachable, cold and detached feeling. And in an instant, another powerful existence appeared in front of the *Tianmo*.

The girl held her breath, knowing that there should be important matters to discuss, so she suppressed the regret in her heart and went to fetch the wine she brewed in the tribe, to send it. With the stars and karma as anchors, the Heavenly Emperor appeared here in the starlight, looking down at Wei Yuan: "This is…"

"I see, you are the origin of that *Tianmo* clan."

"How is it, have you found the Turbid World Great Lord yet?"

ps: Today's first update…