At the instant Su Ming's mind shook violently, nearly causing his Dao Heart to collapse.
A vast Information Torrent, too immense to imagine, suddenly erupted from the depths of his Primordial Spirit!
It was the imprint that Father God had driven into his Primordial Spirit with the last of his strength before dissipating!
Boom—!
Su Ming's consciousness was instantly yanked away, plunging into an endless expanse of chaos.
He "saw" it!
He saw a giant who towered between Heaven and Earth, holding an Ancient Giant Axe in his hand, with the laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos circling his body. That aura was powerful enough to crush the ages and shatter space-time!
Pangu! It was Father God at his peak!
The giant axe swung, splitting chaos in two. The clear energy rose, while the turbid energy sank.
Yet at the instant Heaven and Earth first opened, a rift far deeper and more terrifying than chaos itself was torn open at the end of the world by Pangu's Creation Divine Power!
It was not a passage to another stretch of chaos, but a... passageway!
At the other end of the passageway was a darkness indescribable in words. Endless Black Mist surged out like a breached Demon Tide!
That black aura was filled with the terrifying presence of ominousness, strangeness, corruption, and the demonization of all things!
Even merely "seeing" it caused waves of stinging pain in Su Ming's Primordial Spirit, as if it were being contaminated.
He saw that even Pangu, mighty enough to have reached the Half-Step Great Dao Realm, trembled violently the instant he came into contact with the black aura. The pure Creation Merit Golden Light surrounding his body was actually stained with a barely perceptible trace of Gray Decay!
Then the scene shifted.
The three thousand Chaos Demon Gods roared as they charged from the depths of chaos.
But in Pangu's "field of vision," Su Ming saw everything clearly. Although those Demon Gods had savage faces, their eyes were filled with pain and struggle. Fine Black Threads, like Bone-Clinging Maggots, had long since corroded their True Spirits!
They had not come to stop Pangu from proving the Dao. They had been contaminated and controlled by that mysterious black aura, forced to come and die against their will!
This was the truth of the Creation Tribulation!
Pangu swung his axe and slaughtered the Demon Gods. Blood dyed the newborn Heaven and Earth red, while mournful roars echoed through chaos.
This was not a war fought for the Great Dao, but a... purge forced upon them by necessity.
The scene shattered and reassembled once more.
Heaven and Earth had settled. Pangu was utterly exhausted in both body and mind. He stood at the center of the Primordial Continent, preparing to merge his True Spirit into the Creation Jade Disc that bore the Three Thousand Great Daos, combining with the Dao through his own body and evolving a truly perfect, impartial Primordial Heavenly Dao!
This was his final step, and the most important one!
However, at the critical moment when his True Spirit had left his body and was about to merge with the Creation Jade Disc—
A sudden change occurred!
A lowly, insignificant aura that had always been parasitic on his spine, and that even he himself had never paid attention to, suddenly erupted!
It was not any Chaos Demon God!
It was an... Earthworm!
An Earthworm that was pitch-black all over and only the size of a palm!
It suddenly drilled out from Pangu's flesh. Growing rapidly in the wind, it instantly transformed into a figure Su Ming knew all too well!
The Dao Ancestor—Hongjun, who sat high atop the cloud platform in the Purple Heaven Palace, looking down upon all living beings!
At this moment, how could Hongjun's face still show even the slightest trace of following the natural way, or compassion for all under Heaven?
His eyes held only hatred and venom suppressed for hundreds of millions of years, greed, and the frantic delight of victory that was almost within reach!
"Pangu! Your era is over! From now on, I will rule this world!"
He let out a sharp, ear-piercing roar and struck Pangu's defenseless True Spirit with his palm without holding anything back!
"Pff!"
Pangu's True Spirit shook violently and instantly dimmed.
His chaotic eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief. He had never imagined that the one who would betray him was this tiny life-form he had unwittingly sheltered when splitting Heaven and Earth!
"You..."
Pangu roared. The power he had left exploded, colliding violently with Hongjun's True Spirit.
Crack—!
The Creation Jade Disc that bore the Three Thousand Great Daos shattered with a resounding sound amid that earth-shaking struggle, transforming into countless fragments that scattered across the Primordial World Heaven and Earth.
Pangu's plan had completely failed!
And at the instant when the two fought without end and had no attention to spare, the tremendous black aura surging from the passageway seemed to find the perfect opportunity. Like venomous snakes, it frantically drilled into the newly born Heavenly Dao Origin, which was still in its embryonic form and had become incomplete because of the shattering of the Creation Jade Disc!
Hum!
The newborn Heavenly Dao let out a painful wail the instant it was contaminated.
Impartiality had already died at the moment it was born.
The scenes flashed past at tremendous speed.
Pangu, who had transformed into all things and suffered a drastic decline in strength, dragged along his remaining will and erupted into one final battle with the contaminated Heavenly Dao, which had become greedy and tyrannical.
That battle shattered Heaven and Earth, and the origin of the Primordial Wilderness fell into turmoil.
In the end, Pangu severely wounded the Heavenly Dao, but also exhausted the last trace of his strength, leaving behind only a strand of Primordial Spirit Imprint that fell asleep within the essence treasure liquid beneath Buzhou Mountain.
Meanwhile, the severely wounded and contaminated Heavenly Dao began to actively unleash one Tribulation after another in order to recover its strength and grow more powerful!
The Fierce Beast Tribulation!
The Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation!
The Dao-Devil War!
Bloody scenes flashed before Su Ming's eyes one after another.
The fall of countless living beings and the bleeding deaths of countless mighty figures—all the essence blood they shed and all the Primordial Spirits that dissipated became the purest nourishment, greedily devoured by that lofty "Heavenly Dao"!
How could this Primordial Wilderness be a paradise for living beings?
It was clearly a slaughterhouse where they were kept in captivity!
The Heavenly Dao was the knife and block, while all living beings were livestock!
And Hongjun, that despicable thief, had combined with the Dao through his own body, becoming the nominal master of this slaughterhouse. He had stolen everything from Pangu while deceiving every living being!
Rumble!
All the scenes exploded in Su Ming's mind, and his consciousness abruptly returned to his body.
He panted violently, his entire body drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just escaped from the most terrifying nightmare.
But he knew that it had not been a dream.
It was a... truth even more brutal than any nightmare!
"So... that's how it was..."
"So... this is the truth!"
Su Ming clenched both fists. His knuckles cracked from the excessive force, and uncontrollable fury and sorrow erupted from his chest!
What impartiality of the Heavenly Dao!
What following Heaven's will!
What nonsense that Tribulations were the fixed destiny of Heaven and Earth!
It was all bullshit! All lies!
A colossal, utterly complete scam that had deceived the billions of living beings throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness!
He suddenly raised his head. His gaze pierced through this Origin Ocean, as if trying to see through the nine heavens above and the Heavenly Dao operating unseen in the darkness!
At this moment, the entire Primordial World seemed utterly unfamiliar to him.
The sky was no longer the sky, and the earth was no longer the earth.
This was a huge cage, a cold slaughterhouse!
And those so-called innate mighty figures and disciples of the Saints were nothing more than livestock that had grown a little fatter, allowing the mastermind behind the scenes to devour a few more bites!
How pitiful!
How laughable!
How hateful!
"Father God..."
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his empty palm. Pangu's light had long since dissipated without a trace.
Endless grief surged into his heart.
Splitting Heaven and Earth, transforming into all things—what kind of breadth of mind and greatness was that?
Yet in the end, Pangu had met such a fate! Betrayed by the ant he had sheltered, devoured by the Heaven and Earth he had created! Even his final True Spirit imprint had completely dissipated to warn a descendant like him!
"Thump!"
Su Ming knelt heavily again. This time, it was not because of bloodline excitement, but because of grief and reverence rising from the depths of his soul.
Facing the direction in which Pangu had dissipated, he respectfully bowed three times!
Hum!
As if sensing the Great Dao in the unseen darkness, a profound imprint merged into the depths of Su Ming's True Spirit.
This was his Dao, and also the only obsession he would hold in this life!
Su Ming slowly stood up, and his eyes had completely changed.
Before this, he might still have possessed the pride of the Wu Clan and the arrogance of a powerful expert.
But now, all those emotions had been washed away. Only the calmness of ten-thousand-year-old ice remained, along with a murderous intent buried beneath that calmness, vast enough to burn the nine heavens to ashes!
He looked once more at the God Slaying Spear in his hand.
This vicious weapon that had caused Father God's will to be eroded for hundreds of millions of years now held a different meaning in his eyes.
Father God had said that the God Slaying Spear was merely a superficial manifestation.
That was right. Compared with the contaminated Heavenly Dao and the thief Hongjun, what did this tiny bit of erosion from the God Slaying Spear amount to?
What profound scheming!
What vicious intentions!
Su Ming tightened his grip on the God Slaying Spear. The boundless baleful aura on its shaft surged wildly, yet it could not corrode him in the slightest.
His heart was colder and harder than that baleful aura.
"Hongjun... Heavenly Dao..."
He slowly uttered those four words. His voice was not loud, yet it caused the entire space to freeze.
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