All this was information Bai Yu had obtained by enveloping the Primordial World with the space great dao.
It had resolved many of Bai Yu's questions, but at the same time, it had left him with a great many more doubts and puzzles.
Among them, what baffled Bai Yu most was Pangu's death.
Pangu's great dao source had all fallen into the Primordial World. Clearly, Pangu had truly perished, contrary to Bai Yu's earlier conjecture.
Moreover, Pangu had most likely performed dao sacrifice.
After all, Pangu had slain the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods with a single axe blow apiece, while creating a Grand Cosmos was something any supreme existence of the thirtieth tier could do as long as they had hands. There was not the slightest difficulty involved.
If he had died of exhaustion just from creating a Grand Cosmos, he would probably have become the laughingstock of the entire Myriad Realms.
Thus, Pangu clearly could not have died of exhaustion. He could only have chosen dao sacrifice of his own accord.
Dao sacrifice!
Dao sacrifice!
Those words echoed through Bai Yu's mind, and inexplicably, he felt a bone-piercing chill rise from the depths of his heart and spread throughout his body.
Dao sacrifice, as the name suggested, meant sacrificing one's great dao, relinquishing everything one possessed: the ultimate truths of the great dao, the great dao source, the great dao flower, even one's life source. Everything, without exception, was abandoned and sacrificed!
Then why had Pangu performed dao sacrifice?
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 must have possessed an exceptionally steadfast dao heart.
And as a supreme existence of the thirtieth