Was Pangu Still Alive?

Enveloped in heart blood and Pangu Jade Marrow, Xiang Dong would not have his origin corroded by innate Sha Qi, but his consciousness gradually began to blur.

Soaking in the blood pool, Xiang Dong had entered a state of gestation anew, and in this state, his consciousness sank little by little.

But Xiang Dong had not forgotten what he needed to do, so he released a purifying radiance, which was amplified by the Pangu Jade Marrow.

In the center of the dark red blood pool, it formed a bright, indelible golden sun.

Dazzling and warm, it steadfastly drove away the Sha Qi in the blood pool.

Waves of purifying light spread with the rippling blood, striking the twelve flesh cocoons in slow, unwavering rings.

The once deeply entrenched innate Sha Qi, ordinary Sha Qi, and turbid Qi gave off faint sizzling sounds as they were purified.

The sky outside Buzhou Mountain changed.

The entire Primordial World was once again in turmoil, but unlike the fury that had accompanied the awakening of Pangu's will, this was pure turmoil.

Reincarnated Chaos Demon Gods cultivating anew, such as Yang Mei and Hongjun, as well as Innate Divine Beings such as Fuxi and Nuwa, could all feel it.

The innate Sha Qi in Buzhou Mountain's earth veins was like water brought to a boil, bubbling and churning without cease.

Once it had boiled to a certain point, it burst open, then subsided. As it gradually grew calm, the once-dense innate Sha Qi actually weakened by a tiny fraction.

Though it was only a tiny fraction, it continued to weaken.

Because of this, a rift tore open in the once-cloudless sky.

An enormous, illusory eye emerged.

It was the Eye of the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao had been born earliest, but the Beast Calamity had only just drawn to a close. The Heavenly Dao itself had only recently been born and was still in an ignorant state; there was no telling how many more epochs it would take to emerge into the world.

Moreover, with the accumulation of Heaven-Opening Sha Qi, turbid Qi, and the Sha Qi and resentment produced by the slaughter of ferocious beasts, the Primordial World had yet to become entirely clear and remained in a state of chaos.

Thus, although the Heavenly Dao had gained awareness, its rules were incomplete, and it could not yet control the Primordial World. Even if it wished to exert some influence, it lacked the power to do so.

But just now, a fluctuation of will that lay entirely outside the rules of the Heavenly Dao had come from the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Though it had yet to emerge into the world and was still ignorant, it instinctively sensed that the abnormal change at Buzhou Mountain would have an enormous impact on the future order of the Primordial World.

That impact was not what it wanted to see, so the Eye of the Heavenly Dao turned toward Buzhou Mountain, hoping to find out what abnormal change had occurred there.

However, the moment its "gaze" fell upon Buzhou Mountain, it was repelled by the pressure bearing Pangu's will.

The Pangu's Pressure on Buzhou Mountain was an imprint left behind by the creator of this world, a fundamental law that predated even the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao could not bypass it in its workings, nor could it interfere with it. The imprint took precedence over the Heavenly Dao.

It could be said that as long as Buzhou Mountain stood, it would remain a forbidden zone to the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao had only just emerged and was still a long way from completing its rules. Even if they were complete, it could do nothing about it.

Moreover, Pangu's will was now awake, so the Heavenly Dao could neither investigate nor interfere.

Before Pangu, the creator, the Heavenly Dao fell silent. A trace of unwillingness appeared in the eye before it slowly faded away.

For now, all it could do was wait.

In the west, on Mount Sumeru.

The God-Slaying Spear gave a longing hum, its tip pointing straight east. Luohou, seated on the Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, abruptly opened his eyes.

"Pangu..."

The expression on Luohou's face was exceedingly complicated, filled with fear and a trace of uncontrollable madness.

Pangu didn't die?

With such a huge commotion now, was he coming back?

Luohou instinctively dismissed the idea. It was impossible. After all, he had been there when Pangu created the world.

The Chaos Demon Gods had been able to reincarnate and cultivate anew because they had preserved their true spirits and some of their foundations. But Pangu had already been grievously wounded at the time, and after creating the world, he simply could not withstand the backlash. He had died of exhaustion.

For his body to transform into all things had been the best possible outcome.

But whose will could that be, if not his?

After pondering it for a while, Luohou's figure vanished into the Devil Qi.

Rather than guess blindly here, he might as well go and see for himself whether it was true.

Jade Capital Mountain.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his expression graver than ever before.

He counted on his fingers to divine the answer, but the workings of heaven were shrouded in chaos. The Heavenly Dao itself could not investigate Buzhou Mountain, after all, so using it to deduce the answer left him completely in the dark.

The only thing he could be certain of was that something had happened on Buzhou Mountain.

"Pangu didn't die?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and even with Hongjun's State of Mind, his heart could not help but pound with alarm and lingering fear.

With his current cultivation, he had long since become one of the foremost experts in the Primordial World. Now that Shen Ni had been eliminated, the only beings who could compare with him were a handful of old acquaintances.

He knew more or less what those old acquaintances were capable of, and he also possessed the supreme treasure, the Good Fortune Jade Disc. Sooner or later, he would completely surpass them and carry out his plans.

But if Pangu returned, all his plans would become a joke.

Even now, whenever he recalled the sight of Pangu creating the world, his heart still trembled.

No, I have to confirm it myself, or I won't be able to set my mind at ease.

Hongjun's figure vanished from where he stood.

At the same time.

The Ancestral Dragon let out a startled, uncertain roar, his enormous body churning up boundless tides. His giant dragon eyes stared at Buzhou Mountain, and at last he flicked his tail and soared straight into the heavens.

Sensing the Ancestral Dragon's movement, the Primordial Phoenix also let out a clear cry from within a volcano.

At Qilin Cliff, the Primordial Qilin, who was closest, looked up at the pillar holding up the heavens.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Five-Elements Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, and even Fuxi and Nuwa.

At that moment, every innate sacred being and Chaos Demon God standing at the pinnacle of the entire Primordial World turned their gazes toward Mount Buzhou as one.

Those such as Hongjun and Luohou, who had once been Chaos Demon Gods, decided to make the journey and get to the bottom of it, to confirm whether Pangu had truly returned to life. Otherwise, they could not rest easy.

Most Innate Divine Beings chose to watch and wait. Whether Pangu had returned to life or not made little difference to them. After all, they had not been Chaos Demon Gods in their previous lives and had no fundamental conflict with the Great God Pangu.

But Fuxi did not think so. He had a strong premonition that the source of this upheaval in heaven and earth was, in all likelihood, connected to Xiang Dong.

And he was the one who had struck Xiang Dong into Buzhou Mountain. Yinguo had already become involved, so he felt somewhat uneasy.

What exactly had Xiang Dong done deep within Buzhou Mountain?