Primordial Era: The First Step to Plundering Pangu's Divine Attributes
Chapter 2

Fusion of Heart of Pangu Entry and Nine Revolutions Primordial Art

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[Ding! Term plunder successful!]

[Term: Heart of Pangu (Purple), now fusing with host's soul...]

As the system's prompt faded, Su Ming's consciousness was violently pulled into a boundless abyss by an irresistible force!

The world spun!

No, "the world spun" couldn't even begin to describe it.

His consciousness, his "soul," felt like it had been thrown into an erupting cosmic volcano!

The feeling of near disintegration vanished instantly, replaced by an infinite, vast power that could shatter the soul!

"Boom!"

An indescribable roar exploded in the deepest part of his soul!

Su Ming's "vision" suddenly cleared.

He found himself in an immense, boundless world.

There was no heaven or earth, no sun or moon, only a viscous, chaotic sea of blood.

And in the center of this blood sea, a heart of unimaginable size pulsed slowly.

Thump!

Each beat felt like the cycle of a world's birth and death.

Endless Great Dao runes, following the heartbeat, emerged and vanished within the blood sea, evolving into the phantoms of mountains and rivers, plants and trees, sun and moon, stars, and myriad living beings.

This was the Heart of Pangu!

And he was inside this heart!

[Fusion progress 10%... 30%... 70%...]

On the cold system panel, numbers flashed wildly.

Su Ming's soul was merging with this heart, with this source of power, at an unprecedented speed.

He could feel his very essence undergoing a monumental transformation.

Just as the fusion neared completion, a point within Su Ming's soul—the mark of a transmigrator from later Earth—acted like a spark thrown into boiling oil, suddenly resonating with an ancient will that had slumbered for eons within the Heart of Pangu!

That will was vast, ancient, and grand, carrying the supreme majesty of creation!

The Primordial Spirit of Pangu!

Though merely a remnant imprint, it was still Pangu's will!

Rumble!

At this moment, Su Ming's soul, the Heart of Pangu, and the Primordial Spirit of Pangu achieved perfect balance and unity!

He was no longer merely the transmigrator Su Ming.

Nor was he merely an avatar of the Heart of Pangu.

He was the combination of both, a unique existence in this Primordial World!

A... Little Pangu, possessing both the Heart of Pangu and the Primordial Spirit of Pangu!

[Fusion progress 100%!]

[Term fusion complete!]

When the system prompt sounded again, within Pangu Hall, the Heart of Pangu that had suppressed the ages and provided power to the Twelve Ancestral Magi, shone brightly, then slowly vanished.

In its place, a figure materialized out of thin air.

It was a young man, appearing about eighteen or nineteen years old, with black hair cascading over his shoulders and a handsome face. His eyes, when opened, seemed to contain the rotation of suns and moons.

Every inch of his skin flowed with immortal divine radiance, his musculature sleek and perfect, containing terrifying power capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.

Su Ming slowly raised his hand.

His fair, slender fingers, with distinct joints.

He could clearly feel the immense vitality and power contained within the blood flowing through his fingertips.

He gently clenched his fist.

"Humph--!"

The space around him let out a groan of unbearable strain, rippling outwards in visible waves!

The residual energy from merely clenching his fist was enough to distort space!

This physical body was even more formidable than any Ancestral Witch he had seen on the battlefield!

"Is this... the new me?"

Su Ming whispered, his voice carrying a hint of wonder at his newfound strength.

The instant his body took shape, a vast and boundless torrent of information, like a breached celestial river, surged directly into his mind from the deepest part of his bloodline!

These were not system-imparted teachings, but inherited memories from Pangu!

The scene of creation, the roars of three thousand demon gods, the ascent of the clear qi, the descent of the turbid qi, the evolution of the Primordial World... scene after scene flowed through his consciousness as if he had personally experienced them.

Finally, all the scenes converged into an extremely profound cultivation technique.

Nine Revolutions Primordial Art!

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

Su Ming instantly understood.

The world only knew that the great god Pangu had left behind the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, but they didn't know it was only a fragment.

The complete cultivation method was called the Nine Revolutions Primordial Art, a true Chaos Body Refining Divine Art!

And the conditions for cultivating it were extremely harsh.

One must possess both Pangu's bloodline and Pangu's Primordial Spirit!

The Twelve Ancestral Magi, despite having Pangu's essence blood, lacked the Primordial Spirit, and could only cultivate the incomplete Nine Revolutions Profound Art. Their bodies were powerful, but they couldn't achieve enlightenment.

The Three Pure Ones, transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, lacked Pangu's true body, and could only forge their own path, embarking on the road of Primordial Spirit enlightenment.

Looking across the entire Primordial World, only he, Su Ming, through a twist of fate, possessed both, becoming the sole cultivator of this supreme technique!

"If heaven offers, but one refuses, one will suffer calamity!"

Divine light flashed in Su Ming's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged in the center of Pangu Hall.

In this sacred land of the Witch tribe, the safest place, he would completely transform this heaven-defying foundation into true strength!

"Nine Revolutions Primordial Art, turn for me!"

With a thought, the cultivation technique began to circulate on its own!

It didn't require his deliberate guidance at all. The Pangu essence blood that had been dormant within his body erupted like a volcano finding its vent!

Endless energy, following the profound meridian routes, began to furiously cleanse his limbs and body.

First Revolution, complete!

A power far exceeding that of an ordinary Heavenly Immortal surged within him, and his physical strength increased again!

But this was merely the beginning!

Boom!

Second Revolution, complete!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Third Revolution! Fourth Revolution! Fifth Revolution!

With the nearly infinite energy supply from the Heart of Pangu, the realm barriers that ordinary cultivators would need tens of thousands of years, or even an epoch, to break through, were as fragile as a thin piece of paper before Su Ming!

Pierced with a single poke!

His cultivation soared like a rocket!

In just a short moment, Su Ming's cultivation broke through the shackles of True Immortal, Mystic Immortal, and Golden Immortal, steadily entering the fifth revolution's great completion, the realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

Rich Dao charm surrounded him. With every movement, it was as if he could resonate with the laws of heaven and earth.

"Hoo..."

Su Ming exhaled a long breath. The exhaled air shot out like a sharp sword, leaving a bottomless white mark on the indestructible floor of Pangu Hall.

"Grand Unity Golden Immortal... still not enough!"

Feeling the surging power within him, Su Ming was not satisfied. Instead, a stronger desire arose.

In this Primordial World where Grand Unity beings were commonplace and Quasi-Saints could shake the ground, a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal was still cannon fodder!

Moreover, he could feel that less than a tenth of the Pangu essence blood within him had been consumed!

His foundation was far from its limit!

"Break for me...!"

Su Ming let out a low roar, pushing the Nine Revolutions Primordial Art to its extreme!

His entire body erupted with brilliant golden light. The Heart of Pangu pulsed violently at an unprecedented speed, each beat providing him with world-destroying energy!

"Buzz--!"

Above his head, the void trembled.

A crystal-clear, azure lotus, as if condensed from the laws of the Great Dao, slowly bloomed.

Following it, a second crimson lotus!

A third golden lotus!

Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown!

This was the mark of breaking through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

For ordinary cultivators, cultivating one flower was enough to be called a genius, and two flowers indicated the potential of a great power.

But Su Ming's three flowers were each incredibly solid, radiating brilliant divine light, representing his past, present, and future, three lives united into one, perfect and flawless!

"Combine!"

With a thought from Su Ming, the three lotus flowers instantly merged into one, transforming into an immortal Dao fruit that forcefully sank into his Niwan Palace!

Rumble!

A mysterious sensation that transcended the bonds of time and space surged into his heart.

At this moment, Su Ming felt as if his soul had leaped out of the river of fate, overlooking the past and future, free and unfettered, eternally indestructible!

Nine Revolutions Primordial Art Sixth Revolution!

Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

He had succeeded!

And at the very instant of his breakthrough, the incredibly powerful and utterly pure Pangu aura could no longer be completely concealed by Pangu Hall.

A trace of the aura leaked out.

The Buzhou Mountain battlefield.

The Twelve Ancestral Magi, who were locked in a fierce battle with Di Jun and Tai Yi, their fight turning the heavens and earth dark, suddenly paused.

They all turned their heads in unison, looking in disbelief towards Pangu Hall behind them.

A familiar yet foreign aura was soaring into the sky from their sacred land!

That aura was so pure, so immense, carrying an absolute suppression originating from the deepest part of their bloodline!

It was as if their Father God...

had descended!

"This... this is..." Dijiang's murderous aura turned to astonishment.

"Father God Pangu's aura?!" Zhurong exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible?! It's even purer than ours!"

The Twelve Ancestral Magi's hearts trembled violently.

Pangu Hall was their foundation, their forbidden ground. Who could enter it besides them?

And how could such a Pangu aura, one that even surpassed theirs, suddenly emerge from within the hall?!

Who was inside the hall?!

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