Heaven's Knife and Block, Living Beings as Livestock

Just as Su Ming's mind was shaken to its core, and his Dao Heart was on the verge of collapse—

An Information Torrent of unimaginable magnitude suddenly erupted from the depths of his Primordial Spirit!

It was the imprint that Father God had burned into his Primordial Spirit with the last of his power before dissipating!

Boom—!

Su Ming's consciousness was instantly yanked away, plunging into a boundless, endless chaos.

He "saw" it!

He saw a giant who stood tall enough to prop up heaven and earth, wielding an Ancient Giant Axe, surrounded by the laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos. The sheer pressure was enough to crush eternity and shatter time and space!

Pangu! Father God at his peak!

The giant axe swung, cleaving chaos in two—the clear rose, the turbid sank.

But the moment heaven and earth first split open, a rift far deeper and more terrifying than chaos itself was torn open at the edge of the world by Pangu's Creation Divine Power!

It wasn't a path to another chaos, but a... passageway!

On the other side of that passageway was an indescribable darkness. Endless Black Mist surged forth like a bursting Demon Tide!

That black aura was filled with an ominous, eerie, corrupting terror that could demonize everything!

Just by "seeing" it, Su Ming's Primordial Spirit felt a stabbing pain of contamination.

He saw that even Pangu, who stood at the threshold of the Half-Step Great Dao, shuddered violently the moment he touched that black aura. The pure Creation Merit Golden Light on his body was stained with a faint, barely perceptible trace of Gray Decay!

Then, the scene shifted.

Three thousand Chaos Demon Gods roared as they charged out of the depths of chaos.

But through Pangu's "vision," Su Ming saw clearly: though the demon gods wore ferocious expressions, deep in their eyes was nothing but pain and struggle. Fine Black Threads, like Bone-Clinging Maggots, had long since eroded their True Spirits!

They weren't here to stop Pangu from attaining the Dao—they had been polluted and controlled by that mysterious black aura, forced against their will to come and die!

This was the true nature of the Creation Tribulation!

Pangu swung his axe, slaying the demon gods. Blood stained the newborn heaven and earth. Mournful roars echoed through chaos.

This wasn't a war for the Great Dao—it was a forced... purge.

The scene shattered and reformed.

Heaven and earth were settled. Pangu was exhausted in body and mind. He stood at the center of the Primordial Continent, preparing to merge his True Spirit into the Creation Jade Disc, which carried the Three Thousand Great Daos, to embody the Dao and evolve a truly perfect, impartial Heavenly Dao for the Primordial World!

This was his final, most crucial step!

Yet, in that critical moment, just as his True Spirit was leaving his body, about to merge with the Creation Jade Disc—

A sudden change occurred!

A lowly, insignificant aura that had been parasitizing his back all along, one he himself had never paid attention to, erupted violently!

It wasn't any Chaos Demon God!

It was an... Earthworm!

A pitch-black earthworm, only the size of a palm!

It burrowed out of Pangu's flesh, grew larger as it caught the wind, and instantly transformed into a figure Su Ming knew all too well!

In the Purple Cloud Palace, seated high on the cloud platform, overlooking all living beings—the Dao Ancestor, Hongjun!

At this moment, there was not a trace of Dao-nature or compassion on Hongjun's face!

In his eyes, there was only the resentment and greed suppressed for eons, and the ecstasy of finally succeeding!

"Pangu! Your era is over! This world will be ruled by me!"

He let out a sharp, piercing roar, and without reservation, struck his palm against Pangu's completely unguarded True Spirit!

"Pfft!"

Pangu's True Spirit trembled violently, instantly dimming.

His chaotic eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. He had never imagined that the one to betray him would be this tiny creature he had unintentionally sheltered when he split heaven and earth!

"You..."

Pangu roared. The remnants of his power exploded, colliding fiercely with Hongjun's True Spirit.

Crack—!

The Creation Jade Disc, which carried the Three Thousand Great Daos, shattered amidst this earth-shattering struggle, breaking into countless fragments scattered across the Primordial World.

Pangu's plan had utterly failed!

And in the moment of their relentless battle, when neither could attend to anything else, the surging black aura from the passageway seized its best opportunity. Like venomous snakes, it madly burrowed into the newly born, still embryonic Heavenly Dao Origin—now incomplete due to the shattered Creation Jade Disc!

Hum!

The newborn Heavenly Dao let out a pained wail the moment it was polluted.

Impartiality had died the moment it was born.

The scenes flashed by.

Pangu, having transformed his body into all things and been greatly weakened, dragged his remaining will into a final great war against the corrupted Heavenly Dao, which had grown greedy and tyrannical.

That battle shattered heaven and earth, shaking the very foundation of the primordial wilderness.

In the end, Pangu heavily wounded the Heavenly Dao, but also exhausted his last shred of strength, leaving behind only a wisp of Primordial Spirit Imprint, slumbering within the essence treasure liquid at the base of Buzhou Mountain.

And the wounded, corrupted Heavenly Dao, in order to recover its power and grow stronger, began to stir up one Tribulation after another!

The Fierce Beast Tribulation!

The Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation!

The Dao-Demon Conflict!

Scene after bloody scene flashed before Su Ming's eyes.

Countless living beings fell, countless great powers spilled their blood; their essence blood, their dissipating Primordial Spirits, all turned into the purest nourishment, greedily devoured by the lofty "Heavenly Dao" above!

This primordial wilderness—where was it a paradise for living beings?

It was clearly a fenced-in slaughterhouse!

The Heavenly Dao was the butcher's knife, and all living beings were the livestock!

And Hongjun, that despicable thief, had merged with the Dao, becoming the nominal master of this slaughterhouse, stealing everything from Pangu, deceiving all living beings!

Boom!

All the images exploded in Su Ming's mind, and his consciousness snapped back to his body.

He gasped heavily, his body drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just escaped from the most terrifying nightmare.

But he knew it was no dream.

That was the truth... crueler than any nightmare!

"So... that's how it is..."

"So... this is the truth!"

Su Ming clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking from the excessive force, and an uncontrollable fury and sorrow burst from his chest!

What fairness of the Heavenly Dao!

What following heaven's will!

What Tribulations being the fixed order of heaven and earth!

All bullshit! All lies!

A complete, thorough, shocking deception that had fooled billions of living beings across the primordial wilderness!

He jerked his head up, his gaze piercing through this golden sea of origin, as if to see through the nine heavens above, through the "Heavenly Dao" operating in the unseen!

At this moment, he felt the entire primordial wilderness become utterly alien.

The sky was no longer sky, the earth no longer earth.

This was a giant cage, a cold slaughterhouse!

And they, the so-called innate great powers and disciples of sages, were nothing more than livestock that had grown a bit fatter, allowing the mastermind behind the scenes to take a few more bites!

Pitiful!

Laughable!

Hateful!

"Father God..."

Su Ming looked down at his empty palm; Pangu's rain of light had long since scattered without a trace.

Boundless grief surged in his heart.

Splitting heaven and earth, transforming into all things—what breadth of spirit and greatness was that?

Yet in the end, he met such a fate! Betrayed by the ants he sheltered, devoured by the world he created! Even his final True Spirit imprint had completely dissipated to warn this junior!

"Thud!"

Su Ming knelt heavily again, this time not from the stirring of bloodline, but from the grief and reverence deep in his soul.

He faced the direction where Pangu had vanished and, with utmost respect, bowed three times!

Hum!

As if the Great Dao responded in the unseen, a mysterious imprint merged into the depths of Su Ming's True Spirit.

This was his Dao, and also the sole obsession of this life!

Slowly rising to his feet, Su Ming's gaze had completely changed.

Before, he might still have had the pride of the Wu Clan, the arrogance of a strong man.

But now, all emotions had been washed away, leaving only the calm of ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, and beneath that calm, a murderous intent enough to burn the nine heavens!

He looked again at the God Slaying Spear in his hand.

This weapon that had caused Father God's will to be eroded for billions of years now held a different meaning in his eyes.

Father God said the God Slaying Spear was merely an illusion.

Indeed, compared to the corrupted Heavenly Dao and the thief Hongjun, what was this bit of erosion from the God Slaying Spear?

Such deep scheming!

Such venomous intent!

Su Ming gripped the God Slaying Spear tightly. The endless Sha Qi on the spear shaft surged wildly, yet could not erode him in the slightest.

His heart was colder and harder than that Sha Qi.

"Hongjun... Heavenly Dao..."

He slowly uttered four words. His voice was not loud, but it froze the entire space.