Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

["Chaos Demon God! Yellow Heaven!!!"]

[Someone on the Celestial Court’s side trembled and shouted that name, their voice filled with indescribable fear and awe.]

[Everyone’s faces instantly turned as pale as paper, their eyes full of shock and disbelief. The being that once made the Celestial Court tremble and all Immortal Gods bow down had reappeared before them.

At this moment, fear swept in like a tide, drowning everyone’s heart and spirit, even breathing became heavy and difficult.]

[Someone suddenly screamed "Run!"]

[The Celestial army instantly fell into chaos, their orderly formation collapsing. Celestial Soldiers and Celestial Generals scrambled to flee towards the North Celestial Gate, as if a moment’s hesitation would plunge them into an abyss of no return.]

["The Celestial Court side merely recognized his name..." Fa Hai clasped his hands in prayer, murmuring softly, his eyes full of complexity. This power to change all tragedy is what he yearns for.]

[The Fate-Change Prophet stared blankly at that figure, his lips trembling slightly. "Yellow Heaven? Is this the forbidden sacred that the group master referred to as ’Great Dao Attainment’..."]

[A tidal wave surged in everyone’s hearts, especially for Daluo Celestial Immortal, Shen Gongbao, Fang Yuechan and other Qi Cultivators, who knew more than others — the existence that could defeat ’Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole’ with one punch must possess the power to destroy the ’world.’]

[Indeed, the Celestial Court once had seventeen levels of heavens, all shattered one by one by Chaos Demon God Yellow Heaven.]

[Ning Yu’s mouth opened wide, she was thinking about something, "Does Father, who is now Cyan Heaven, have such strength?"]

[As everyone was stunned and their thoughts turbulent—]

[The youth swung his fist again.]

[In an instant, a complete Yellow Heaven Great Sun rose slowly from the Divine Han Thirteen States World, its blazing light illuminating the entire Celestial Vault.]

[Under the impact of this force, the North Celestial Gate shook violently, ultimately collapsing into a tiny, invisible crack. But one day, the Celestial Court’s side could reopen this crack.]

["Void Celestial Gate" exists eternally and cannot be destroyed!]

[The youth furrowed his brows, gazing deeply into the void, muttering softly: "Celestial Dao?"]

[With a thought, the Yellow Heaven Great Sun quickly shrank, finally hanging behind the young man’s head, like a sacred halo. He turned to look at Guan Yu, whose body was covered in cracks, his tone calm yet gentle: "Yun Chang, long time no see."]

[Guan Yu forced a bitter smile, saluting with difficulty: "Master Lü, we are incompetent. We couldn’t protect this piece of heaven and earth."]

[The youth shook his head, speaking lightly: "How can there be talk of incompetence in the struggle between Mortals and Immortal Gods? I felt your will, which is why I awakened from slumber. These years, you’ve endured much hardship."]

[In Yellow Heaven, he clearly felt their love and defense for "Divine Han." The old generation of Martial Artists used the Four Continents World as a stronghold, opposing the Four Great Celestial Gates of the Celestial Court, barely holding on, building an indestructible defense with their heroic bodies.]

[Meanwhile, the Martial Artists of Jiuzhou stood on the shoulders of their predecessors, striving forward, even if it was just to add one more pawn, advancing without retreating, they were willing.]

[The people of Divine Han, one after another, with life and blood, prevented the world where the Celestial Court resides from spying on the truth of the Four Saints and Yellow Heaven. Everything they did was to seize a chance to defeat the Celestial Court, even if the hope was slim, they never gave up.]

[Guan Yu looked at Master Lü’s ever-accepting gaze, his heart even more filled with shame.]

[Among the Four Saints, three were in closed-door cultivation, leaving just one overseeing the Eight Array Map with Bright Heaven and Heaven of the Joyful, barely maintaining the situation. Although Donghuang Taiyi was the reinforcement for Divine Han, he was alone, unable to make up for the lack of top-tier strength.]

[As the veteran generals who established Divine Han, their pressure was imaginable, treading on thin ice every day, fearing that someday, a giant hand from the depths of the Celestial Court would suddenly destroy everything of Divine Han.]

["We... ultimately failed to live up to everyone’s expectations." Guan Yu lowered his head.]

[The youth spoke earnestly: "We will."]

[As the youth turned, the Black Emperor Great Demon, Daluo Celestial Immortal, Fang Yuechan finally saw his face clearly, suddenly shocked, their voice carrying undeniable astonishment: "You... are you the Lü Bu from our group?!!"]

["Group?" Lü Bu looked in the direction of the voice, frowning slightly.]

["What? He is Lü Bu?!" The Fate-Change Prophet looked bewildered, gazing at the young man with a gentle smile, his eyes full of disbelief.]

[No matter what, she couldn’t associate the Chaos Demon God Yellow Heaven, who could destroy the sky and earth with a punch, with that Lü Bu from the Three Kingdoms known as a fickle brute. His reputation was nothing short of wretched except for his martial prowess, even despised by the world.]

[However, the Lü Bu before her, vast as heaven and earth, his power infinite. He was no longer that brute who only knew slaughter but a true "Yellow Heaven," carrying the will and hope of heaven and earth.]

[The Fate-Change Prophet swiftly organized the information about Divine Han in her heart: Lü Bu is Yellow Heaven, Ji Jun had mentioned, Divine Han was established by a group of idealists. Could it be that in this Three Kingdoms World, the Taiping Yellow Turbans eventually won the world... Then, with their efforts, this world became forbidden?]

[Thinking of this, a tidal wave surged in the Fate-Change Prophet’s heart: This is truly grand! Which Transmigrator predecessor managed to change all this? She couldn’t help but yearn to witness the predecessor’s style firsthand.]