The Day I Defy Heaven and Slay the Dao Will Come-The Three Pure Ones Are Actually Defective Products?

Buzz!

The God Slaying Spear in Su Ming's palm let out a soft hum, as if responding to the killing intent in his heart.

The overwhelming baleful aura, powerful enough to make even a Quasi-Saint lose control of his mind, had now transformed into profound, mysterious patterns that coiled around his arm.

As he held this vicious weapon, a doubt nonetheless rose in his heart.

After all, this spear had been transformed from the stem of the Chaos Green Lotus. It was connected to Father God Pangu's origin and had eroded Father God's will for countless ages.

If he simply took it away, wouldn't that alarm the lofty Heaven's Dao?

"Father God..." Su Ming called softly in his heart. "If I take this spear away, will Heaven's Dao notice?"

That grand and weary voice rang out again, only much weaker than before.

"It's fine... Its evil thoughts were gravely wounded by me at the beginning of the creation of the world. Now, after you and I joined forces to drive them back, they have fallen into the deepest slumber."

"It will need a long time to recover its self-awareness. For now... it has no time to concern itself with you."

Pangu's voice paused, carrying an unprecedented gravity.

"What you truly need to guard against now isn't the sleeping Heaven's Dao, but the one who stole everything from me... Hongjun!"

At the sound of that name, Su Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was right. The evil thoughts of Heaven's Dao had fallen asleep, but Hongjun was still awake!

That man who had merged with the Dao and claimed to wield the Dao on Heaven's behalf was the most direct—and most dangerous—enemy before him!

Su Ming's thoughts raced, and a question that had troubled him for a long time surfaced in his mind.

"Father God, the Three Pure Ones... they were also transformed from your primordial spirit. Why..."

Why had they acknowledged Hongjun as their master?

Why had they followed the grand trend of Heaven's Dao, even going so far as to become enemies with the Wu Clan, who were also descendants of Pangu?

Pangu's voice revealed a desolation and decisiveness that refused to fade.

"They... were merely defective products I deliberately severed to remove that wisp of black energy that had invaded my primordial spirit."

Boom!

Those few words were no less than another earth-shaking thunderbolt exploding in Su Ming's mind!

Defective products?

The three Saints revered by all living beings of the Primordial Wilderness as the Dao Ancestor—the Supreme Pure One, Jade Pure One, and Upper Pure One, who had founded the Mystic Gate—were actually merely defective products severed by Father God to save himself?!

This truth overturned Su Ming's understanding even more completely than the revelation that Heaven's Dao was a pasture!

"Not only does a remnant of the black energy I severed remain in their primordial spirits, but they also lack the core Pangu mark. They were incomplete from the moment they were born."

"Their closeness to Heaven's Dao and their acknowledgment of Hongjun as their master are merely the result of flaws in their origins, causing them to instinctively seek the so-called righteous path."

Pangu's voice grew increasingly faint, yet it still rang clearly in the depths of Su Ming's True Spirit.

"If you oppose them in the future, you need not have any reservations. Severing them was an act of helplessness on my part back then, but purging the sect is your responsibility as my true successor!"

These words completely severed the last trace of bloodline recognition for the Three Pure Ones in Su Ming's heart.

So that was how it was.

From the very beginning, they had embarked on a path utterly opposite to his own.

"Father God, I understand." Su Ming's voice was hoarse, yet it carried an ironclad resolve.

"Mm..." Pangu let out a relieved chuckle. The towering phantom that reached the heavens and earth was visibly dimming, becoming increasingly transparent.

"My time... is almost up."

Su Ming's heart tightened, and immense panic seized him!

"Father God!" Unable to hold back, he cried out, "You..."

He had only just learned this cruel truth and only just met this Father God who had created the world. Was he going to lose him again in the blink of an eye?

"Do not grieve." Pangu's will remained as calm as before. "Rather than turning into an ignorant remnant soul in this Origin Ocean and struggling on in a half-alive state, it would be better to... burn away my final light to illuminate the road ahead for you!"

"I will use my final True Spirit mark as a guide and transfer all the remaining spinal essence of Buzhou Mountain to you!"

"This is not true extinction, but another form of... continuation."

Pangu's phantom gazed at Su Ming as though his eyes pierced through the eternal river of time and space.

"If that day truly comes, and you can defy Heaven and slay the Dao, reshaping the universe..."

"I will surely return!"

Rumble!

I will surely return!

Those four words were like a creation god-thunder, ruthlessly striking the deepest part of Su Ming's soul!

Revive Pangu!

An unprecedentedly powerful obsession began to grow wildly in his heart, instantly sweeping through his entire mind!

This was no longer vague revenge or an ethereal struggle!

This was a goal so clear that he was willing to pay any price to achieve it!

[ Ding! Acquired entry: Remnant Pangu True Spirit ]

[Heaven's Dao is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs; Hongjun stole the Dao and treats all living beings as livestock! The host must break the cage, overturn Heaven's Dao, execute the thief, reunite the Pangu True Spirit, and recreate the Father of Creation!]

[Reuniting the Pangu True Spirit entry will grant one Chaos Supreme Treasure!]

A Chaos Supreme Treasure!

Su Ming's heart jolted!

That was an unparalleled treasure on the same level as the Sky Splitting Axe and the Creation Jade Disc!

Any one of them possessed supreme power capable of destroying heaven and earth and reshaping the universe!

"Good... good... good!" Pangu's phantom seemed to sense the change in Su Ming and let out a deeply relieved laugh. "Let this final wisp of my essence be a gift to you!"

Before his voice faded, the entire golden Origin Ocean suddenly began to boil violently!

Buzhou Mountain, the spine that supported the Primordial World Heaven and Earth, contained one final wisp of spinal essence—the purest one of all. Under the guidance of the Pangu True Spirit, it transformed into a dazzling Golden Divine Dragon. With a roar that shook the depths of the soul, it charged fiercely toward Su Ming!

"Ah—!"

Even with Su Ming's current physical strength, he could not help letting out a painful howl!

It was not a collision. It was an assimilation!

The Golden Divine Dragon seemed to ignore the barriers of his flesh and directly burrowed into his spine!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Every bone in Su Ming's body shattered inch by inch at that moment, only to be instantly reforged in the next by that unmatched Pangu essence!

His spine transformed into a golden divine jade, radiating an undying and imperishable brilliance! An indescribable agony and pleasure intertwined, surging through every nerve in his body!

The Nine Revolutions Primordial Art began circulating madly at a speed it had never reached before, despite him not actively operating it!

The bottleneck that had stalled due to a lack of energy was as fragile as a sheet of paper beneath the torrent of essence. It was torn apart in an instant!

Boom!

Su Ming's aura rose steadily!

The Nine Revolutions Primordial Art, first revolution... complete!

Physical strength comparable to a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

Boom! Boom!

His rising aura did not stop. Instead, it grew even more violent!

Second revolution... breakthrough!

Middle stage of the second revolution!

Late stage of the second revolution!

The vast energy surged through his limbs and bones, washing through his Wu Clan bloodline and stripping away the final traces of impurity, leaving behind only the purest and most ancient Pangu aura!

Behind him, a hazy giant phantom slowly condensed. It towered between heaven and earth, radiating terrifying pressure that suppressed the myriad heavens and worlds!

Pangu True Body!

This was an unparalleled manifestation that could only be condensed after cultivating the Nine Revolutions Primordial Art to an extremely high level!

At this moment, driven by the Pangu essence, Su Ming had actually condensed the embryonic form of this true body ahead of time!

No one knew how much time passed before the violent energy finally subsided.

The golden Origin Ocean had vanished, replaced by a stretch of empty darkness.

Pangu's grand voice had also completely dissipated.

In the void, Su Ming slowly opened his eyes.

All emotion had faded from those eyes. There was no sorrow or wild joy, only a dead silence and calmness like an eternal abyss of ice.

He could feel that the power surging through his body was more than ten times stronger than before!

The Nine Revolutions Primordial Art had advanced directly to the peak of the second revolution. He was only one step away from entering the third revolution!

He lowered his head and glanced at the God-Slaying Spear, still shrouded in baleful energy, then slowly raised it. His gaze seemed to pierce through endless space and settle on Purple Heaven Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.