"A Dao body?"
Why did he have to sever out a Dao body?
He turned to look at Pangu.
"Daoist Friend, why must I sever out a Dao body and leave it here?"
Pangu did not hurry to answer. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the vast chaos below. Only after a moment did he slowly speak.
"You have only just proved the Dao. How deeply have you comprehended the relationship between yourself and this chaos?"
Zhou Ming was slightly startled.
He closed his eyes and sensed for an instant.
Every wisp of aura in this chaos, every path along which each law circulated, every minute fluctuation in every inch of space—all were within his perception, clear to the utmost.
It was not investigation.
It was not Divine Sense coverage.
Rather—it was that he himself was part of this chaos.
Any change to the laws anywhere within the chaos would resonate within his true spirit.
That feeling was like having one's finger touched by someone. There was no need to look, no need to listen; instinct alone would sense it.
"This chaos..." Zhou Ming opened his eyes. "It is no different from me."
Pangu nodded.
"Indeed."
"After you proved the Dao, you became the Great Dao of this chaos itself."
"All the circulation of laws within this chaos, all the propagation of living beings, all the evolution of heaven and earth, are all within a single thought of yours."
"You are the will of this chaos, its rules, its order."
Zhou Ming was silent for an instant, faintly already guessing something.
"So, this chaos needs me to protect it."
"Yes."
Pangu's answer was simple and direct.
"After you proved the Dao, this chaos came under your control."
"If anything alien invades from the outside world