Died Before I Was Even Fully Awake

Shen Gui drifted aimlessly through the Chaos, with no purpose and no destination.

Whenever he occasionally woke up, he would fiddle with the little white flower atop his head. After all, that flower could be said to be the only living thing he had encountered in the Chaos, though it could not communicate with him.

Of course, as he continued drifting, his physical body grew larger and stronger.

But one day, the little white flower was swept away by Chaos Turbulence as well.

Thus, Shen Gui was left with only himself again.

Finally, one day, with a bang and a wave of headache and dizziness, Shen Gui woke once more.

His first reaction was, Who hit me?

Yet when he looked around, everything was still a gray haze. There was no sign at all of the culprit who had struck him on the head.

After wondering for a while and finding no movement around him, Shen Gui became drowsy again.

The Chaos Qi here seemed even denser, making him feel extremely comfortable—so comfortable that he wanted to sleep again.

So, he fell asleep once more.

This was probably the longest Shen Gui had ever slept.

In the blink of an eye, who knew how many more years had passed.

After countless years of slaughter and conflict, batch after batch of the innumerable Demon Gods nurtured within the Chaos had fallen, until only a small number remained.

They were known as the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

And at that moment, these Demon Gods finally understood the mission bestowed upon them by the Chaos.

They had to kill one Demon God.

That Demon God was called Pangu.

Almost instinctively, all the Demon Gods understood this at the same time. Then, nearly all of them immediately turned their gazes toward the center of the Chaos.

Ever since their birth, any Demon God with even slightly greater strength could sense the vast, boundless, terrifying aura emanating from the center of the Chaos. Before that aura, they felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.

If they went there, they would surely die.

That was their only feeling.

Thus, no matter how chaotic the Chaos had been over countless years, no matter how fiercely the Demon Gods had slaughtered one another, no one had ever dared approach its center.

Yet at this moment, just as they had suddenly understood their mission, they also understood that the Demon God named Pangu was at the center of the Chaos.

That terrifying aura that had always weighed upon them was Pangu's aura.

By killing Pangu, they could attain the Dao.

The Supreme Great Dao.

Nearly all the Demon Gods went mad.

For countless years, had they not fought and slaughtered one another within the Chaos precisely to become stronger?

Now, if killing Pangu would allow them to attain the Dao, why would they not kill him?

No matter how terrifying that aura was, could it truly contend against all of them?

Thus, nearly all the Demon Gods charged toward the center of the Chaos at once.

Without hesitation.

Those who blocked their Dao had to die.

And now, Pangu was the one blocking the Dao of every Chaos Demon God.

The center of the Chaos.

Within the Giant Egg, that great consciousness awakened once more.

His name was Pangu.

The time had come.

He was to be born.

So, within the endless void, he reached out and clenched his hand, as though he had grasped something within it.

It was an axe.

But just as Pangu was about to break free of his restraints, he suddenly seemed to think of something.

With a soft chuckle, a stream of clear light spread from the Thirty-Six Grade Green Lotus, enveloping the tiny turtle beside the Giant Egg.

Then Pangu exerted force and swung his arm.

Endless Chaos Qi exploded from the center of the Chaos, and the resulting shockwave nearly swept through the entire Chaos.

The gray Giant Egg upon the Thirty-Six Grade Green Lotus exploded with a thunderous crash. The aftershock of the explosion alone turned several Chaos Demon Gods who had arrived first, before they could even act, to ashes on the spot.

A gigantic man who stood between heaven and earth stepped out of the Giant Egg and threw back his head in laughter. "You wish to kill me to attain the Dao, but do I not also wish to kill you to attain the Dao? Come, fight!"

His resounding laughter echoed through the Chaos. Within that laughter alone, several more Chaos Demon Gods could not endure the pressure and were annihilated in body and soul.

Feeling the might contained in that laughter, the expressions of countless Demon Gods changed drastically.

Yet despite this, not a single Demon God hesitated, nor did any retreat.

All the Demon Gods charged without hesitation toward the towering Demon God at the center of the Chaos.

They had already realized something.

If that great Demon God did not die, they would all perish.

"Good!"

Seemingly pleased with their choice, Pangu shouted and directly swung his axe at the gathered Demon Gods.

The Chaos was vast and had nurtured countless Demon Gods, but after innumerable years of slaughter, only the Three Thousand Demon Gods remained.

Among these Three Thousand Demon Gods were weaklings Pangu could destroy with a flick of his finger, but there were also powerful beings capable of contending with him to some extent.

This battle lasted countless years.

One Demon God after another fell beneath the Pangu Axe. In the end, though Pangu was covered in wounds, he still stood tall within the Chaos, while not a trace of any Chaos Demon God remained around him.

The vast majority of the Demon Gods had perished completely. Though the occasional powerful Demon God had escaped with a sliver of true spirit, they no longer mattered in Pangu's eyes.

However, after killing so many Chaos Demon Gods, including some who could contend with him, even Pangu had not emerged unscathed.

His accompanying Jade Plate of Creation had already been damaged.

Cracks had appeared in the giant axe in his hand as well.

The Thirty-Six Grade Green Lotus beneath his feet was like glass covered in cracks, liable to shatter into pieces at any moment.

His mighty body was likewise covered in scars.

But in the end, he had won.

Letting out a soft breath, Pangu sat wearily upon the Thirty-Six Grade Green Lotus.

Lowering his head slightly, he saw the Small Turtle hugging one of his toes and sleeping soundly.

(Shen Gui: I wanted to cling to a thigh too, but the thigh was too thick to hold, so I could only hug a toe.)

At the sight, though utterly exhausted in body and mind, Pangu could not help laughing. "I fought them to the death, yet you little fellow slept soundly here. You truly had it easy. But alas, you possess the body of a Chaos Demon God, and I need your flesh and blood to perfect my world. I have wronged you."

As he spoke, Pangu reached toward the Small Turtle by his feet without hesitation. Yet the Small Turtle continued sleeping soundly, seemingly completely unaware of everything.

Pangu's palm brushed lightly across the Small Turtle's body. When he withdrew it, a phantom turtle silhouette had appeared in his palm.

It was the Small Turtle's Primordial Spirit.

Looking at the Small Turtle's Primordial Spirit sleeping soundly in his palm, Pangu said, "Though you are a Chaos Demon God, you have never been my enemy, and we have shared a bond of companionship. Now I must use the flesh and blood of you Chaos Demon Gods to perfect my world. In the end, I owe you a karmic debt. Today, I shall preserve your Primordial Spirit and let it remain in my world. As for what comes after, that will depend on your own fortune."

After saying that, Pangu put away the Small Turtle's Primordial Spirit and stood once more.

Though this body was damaged, it was enough to create heaven and earth.

He raised the giant axe and swung it down with all his strength.

"Open for me!"