Cangyuan's cultivation had progressed too quickly.
So quickly that his foundation had yet to be fully stabilized.
So quickly that his Dao Heart had not been tempered to its utmost limit.
At the very instant he attained Mythic Great Luo, flaws emerged in his Dao Heart, and his Inner Demon corroded his body, directly rebounding upon Cangyuan and turning him into an idiot.
His origin trembled.
His Primordial Spirit fell silent.
Cangyuan Original Body within the Dao Domain sank into slumber.
Within the body of Cangyuan Original Body in the Dao Domain, a world had evolved from the mythological systems Cangyuan knew from his memories.
The foundation of this world was everything Cangyuan remembered about mythology.
The Prehistoric World, Indian mythology, the Greek pantheon, the Norse gods, Egypt's Ennead, and Japan's Takamagahara.
They were all mythological systems he had learned of when he was still Lin Cang of Blue Star.
In other words—
Whether it was the Three Pure Ones and Pangu of the Prehistoric World, Nuwa and Houtu, Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao, or Brahma and Shiva God of India, Zeus and Poseidon of Greece, and so on, all of them had been born from Cangyuan's memories.
Yet because Mythic Great Luo transcended all things, Karma cycled endlessly, and the Great Dao operated on its own, that closed logical loop spun faster and faster, ultimately evolving into a complete, closed, self-consistent false world.
The Lost Divine Court, too—
Had been born from Lin Cang's understanding of the Cthulhu Mythos in his previous life.
But Emperor Cang had stolen it.
Claiming it for himself.
Emperor Cang's existence was not simple either.
In truth, Emperor Cang was Lin Cang from another world.
A parallel world.
But when Cangyuan attained the Great Luo, he gathered all of his timelines into himself, returning