Expansion, Aging, Collapse

"Su Changqing's transformation has begun? That's a little fast."

Pangu frowned slightly. He had been through that stage himself and knew how difficult it was.

Every Chaos God-Fiend followed a different path. Some rose to dazzling heights, their power rivaling creation itself. Others failed to transform and could go no further, or even died with their Dao extinguished.

Su Changqing's foundations were still somewhat thin. To Chaos God-Fiends with limitless lifespans, a few thousand years of cultivation were nothing.

"If he begins to collapse, failure will be inevitable. I, too, will face Annihilation here, and the Chaos Green Lotus will fall into the hands of the Three-Eyed God Race."

Pangu sighed softly. He put the thought aside and focused on steering the Green Lotus Flying Boat.

Collapse was an inevitable phenomenon when an object grew large enough and its mass became great enough.

Even the stars and galaxies of the Chaos World had their day of Annihilation. Cultivators defied heaven, using their own Great Daos to hold themselves together and avoid such collapse.

A Chaos God-Fiend with a Divine Body measured in light-years was a vast galaxy unto himself. Each day, he drew in and expelled immeasurable quantities of chaos qi flow.

His very existence was a miracle of creation.

Within the Changqing Realm, Su Changqing hovered at the center of the Thunder Sea. His Divine Body was crystal clear, towering between heaven and earth, vast beyond measure. Like a body of glazed crystal, it revealed every drop of blood, every vessel, and every meridian within.

His eyes shone like the sun and moon. The boundless five-colored Thunder Sea swirled together, pouring ceaselessly into his Divine Body.

Far away, not only Kong Xuan but also Thousand Jun Dao Ancestor, Nether River Old Ancestor, Demon Master Kunpeng, Sword Ancestor, Dao Ancestor