This was all information Bai Yu had obtained by enveloping the Primordial World with the Space Great Dao.
It could be said that this had answered many of Bai Yu's doubts, but at the same time, it had also given him countless more questions and uncertainties.
Among them, what Bai Yu found most incomprehensible was Pangu's fall.
Pangu's Origin of the Great Dao had all fallen into the Primordial World. Clearly, Pangu had truly perished; it was not as Bai Yu had previously guessed.
Moreover, there was a great possibility that Pangu had Sacrificed Dao.
After all, Pangu had killed each of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods with a single axe strike. For a supreme existence of the Thirtieth Order, opening a Great Thousand World was effortless, without the slightest difficulty.
If opening a Great Thousand World could exhaust someone to death, they would probably become the laughingstock of all the heavens and worlds.
Therefore, Pangu could not possibly have died from exhaustion. He could only have chosen to Sacrifice Dao of his own accord.
Sacrifice Dao!
Sacrifice Dao!
Those two words echoed through Bai Yu's mind. For some reason, a bone-chilling cold rose from the depths of his heart and spread through his entire body.
Sacrifice Dao, as the name implied, meant offering up one's Great Dao, abandoning everything one possessed—the principles of the Great Dao, the Origin of the Great Dao, the Flower of Great Dao, even the source of one's life. Everything had to be discarded, everything offered in sacrifice!
Then why had Pangu chosen to Sacrifice Dao?
Why had Pangu chosen to end his own life?
Surely Pangu hadn't simply grown tired of living?
Clearly, as one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods born alongside the Great Dao, Pangu's Dao heart had to be