This was a day destined to be engraved in the annals of history and become an immortal legend.
On this day, the pillar supporting Heaven broke, and Buzhou Mountain, which had once held up Heaven and Earth, became a memory of the past.
On this day, the blood of ancient gods drenched the mountains and rivers. The lives of one Grand Unity Divine Being after another smoothed the scars of the Primordial World, baptized all living beings, and allowed everyone to survive the disaster unscathed—or even turn misfortune into fortune.
On this day, a goddess traversed Heaven and Earth, walked through the past, present, and future, searched out countless spiritual materials, and refined them into five-colored spiritual liquid.
On this day, the great wilderness was burned, the Heavenly River evaporated, and all things returned to their proper course. Everything seemed unchanged, yet an entirely new chapter had been opened.
And it was still this very day!
Nuwa transformed into light and charged toward the shattered firmament. She scattered five-colored spiritual liquid and depicted the unforgettable myth etched into the memories of the Human Dao—
Mending Heaven!
This was the most beautiful picture in the memories of all living beings.
It would never fade.
Until, from the Darkness, a great hand reached out. Amid a faint sigh, it picked up the picture, gently rolled it up, and stored it away.
At this moment, the Grand Unity Divine Beings still clinging to life all revealed looks of shock. They felt that, at this very instant, whether in the past, present, and future or above Heaven and below Earth, there was nowhere to escape. Everything was enveloped beneath one person's will.
There was no road to Heaven, nor any gate into the earth. Pangu toyed with the present, while the mountains and rivers