If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them

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The Chaos World was like an endless, boundless, and mysterious land, where everything was intertwined in this chaotic and disordered state.

The concept of time held no meaning here; the boundaries between past, present, and future were completely blurred, with no clear divisions to be found.

Space was likewise in a state of chaotic disorder, lacking any clear orientation like up, down, left, right, east, or west; the entire Chaos maintained this primitive and messy state throughout.

After an unknown and unimaginably long period, the first consciousness quietly emerged within the Chaos—the Great Dao.

Time passed again, and for reasons unknown, the Great Dao began to create the Wombs of the Great Dao.

Within these Wombs of the Great Dao, life began to gestate in silence.

As life gestated, the once silent and disordered Chaos World began to change, gradually evolving toward a state of order.

Concepts such as time and space began to appear within the Chaos.

These Wombs of the Great Dao were like insatiable black holes, greedily and wantonly devouring the surrounding Chaos Spiritual Qi.

Around them, the Sound of the Great Dao permeated the air like a babbling brook, the sound imbued with endless Dao rhymes.

Countless laws of the Great Dao were poured into the bodies of these Wombs of the Great Dao, as if they were free for the taking.

Having absorbed these laws of the Great Dao, the Wombs of the Great Dao seemed to be injected with immense energy; their forms began to expand continuously, and the Aura they radiated grew increasingly powerful, containing boundless strength.

From within the Wombs of the Great Dao, rhythmic, booming sounds of the Great Dao echoed from time to time.

It was as if supreme and terrifying existences were contained within them.

After an unknown amount of time, massive and terrifying figures gradually emerged on the surfaces of those Wombs of the Great Dao.

These figures were hundreds of millions of feet tall, each resembling a giant beast of heaven and earth, their bodies radiating the light of the laws of the Great Dao, so dense it was almost tangible.

However, their appearances varied; at this moment, they were as quiet as fetuses sleeping in a womb, yet they faintly emitted a chilling Aura.

Every breath they took could stir the surrounding chaotic space like a violent storm, causing the entire Chaos World to tremble.

Just as these many Wombs of the Great Dao were gestating in an orderly fashion, an accident occurred with one of them.

A streak of purple light suddenly entered one of the Wombs of the Great Dao.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

At this moment, a boundless purple giant eye suddenly appeared in the Chaos.

This giant eye was like the most ancient existence in the universe, coldly watching the consciousness that had suddenly appeared below. A trace of imperceptible confusion flashed through its deep gaze, as if it were contemplating the emergence of this unexpected situation.

"What is this thing!!!" The consciousness below looked at the giant eye in panic. At this point, it had no time to worry about its own origins, its heart filled entirely with fear of the giant eye above.

It could clearly feel that the giant eye contained boundless power; a single glance would be enough to easily annihilate it.

It did not know why it had this feeling, but it was incredibly real, and the boundless pressure of death made it feel as though it couldn't breathe.

However, to its surprise, the giant eye did not choose to destroy this consciousness; instead, it forcibly shoved a streak of purple light into it.

This was not an exaggeration; it was literally shoved in.

That streak of purple light was boundless, rushing directly into the body of the Womb of the Great Dao below like a surging flood.

After the purple light vanished, the Womb of the Great Dao below was visibly a size larger than before.

The consciousness felt as if its brain had been forcibly pried open by a powerful force, and countless memories flooded in like a tide.

Because the giant eye's method was too brutal, the consciousness only woke up for a brief moment before falling back into a deep slumber.

However, this time, it was fundamentally different from the other Wombs of the Great Dao.

While the other Wombs of the Great Dao relied solely on instinct to absorb the surrounding Chaos Spiritual Qi, it began to actively and purposefully devour the surrounding Chaos Spiritual Qi.

Every time it devoured, it became stronger.

After the giant eye took one look at the changing Womb of the Great Dao, it quietly vanished, just as it had arrived.

The Chaos World returned to calm, as if the scene that had just occurred had never happened, and everything returned to its initial silence.

After another period of time, too long to be measured, the consciousness finally woke up once again.

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"I was a corporate slave on Blue Star, and I was hit and killed by a mud truck on my way home." The consciousness struggled to recall the various events of its past life.

"And now, I have transmigrated into the Chaos World and become the Thunder Demon God among the Chaos Demon Gods, with the Dao name Xuanxiao." Xuanxiao quickly sorted out his current situation.

As for his name in his past life, it no longer mattered; in this life, he was Xuanxiao.

"What kind of hellish transmigration method is this? How did that mud truck on such a wide road manage to hit me so precisely while I was on the side of the road?"

Xuanxiao thought about the memory of the mud truck, which seemed to have installed a tracker on him, and felt speechless.

"I can only say that the God of Mud Trucks kills everyone equally."

However, these were all things of the past. Xuanxiao had no way to transmigrate back to argue with the driver, and according to his memory, the driver seemed to have died in the end anyway, so even if he went back, there would be no one to argue with.

Now, the most important thing for him was to figure out his current situation.

"That giant eye from before must have been the Great Dao. But I don't know why it didn't choose to annihilate me, instead letting me directly take the place of the Thunder Demon God?"

Xuanxiao recalled that boundless purple eye, a trace of lingering terror still remaining in his gaze.

After all, facing the power of the Great Dao, he had been utterly powerless; that deep sense of helplessness still haunted his heart.

"However, the fact that the Great Dao didn't extinguish my consciousness means it has acknowledged my existence.

But this Chaos World is not so simple. Not to mention that the Chaos Demon Gods who will be born later are all extraordinary in strength, in the end, these Chaos Demon Gods were all hacked to death by Pangu during the Calamity of World Creation to perfect the world. They could be considered the first batch of unlucky souls."

Thinking of this, Xuanxiao couldn't help but feel a thousand emotions, yet immediately after, his heart suddenly panicked:

"Oh no, aren't I a Chaos Demon God now? Does this mean I'm also destined to fall under Pangu's axe later!!!"

The clown is actually me. This thought was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the sliver of hope Xuanxiao had just ignited. His heart sank to the bottom once again, this time feeling truly dead.

Although Xuanxiao had never seen Pangu, the mere fact that Pangu could hack the Chaos Demon Gods to death one by one and still have the strength to preserve the newly opened Primordial World was enough to show how formidable Pangu's power was.

Before him, the Chaos Demon Gods seemed to have no power to resist.

Xuanxiao understood in his heart that trying to run away was simply impossible.

Pangu's creation of the world was a calamity that they, the Chaos Demon Gods, were destined to face; the Great Dao would never allow them to escape this tribulation.

"What do I do now? Could it be that the Great Dao didn't choose to annihilate my consciousness just so Pangu could finish me off? But that shouldn't be right. Isn't that like taking off one's pants to fart—a completely unnecessary act?" Xuanxiao's mind began to race, desperately searching for a countermeasure.

He did not want to muddle-headedly become a sacrifice under Pangu's axe, turning into fertilizer for the Primordial World.

"System? Cheat? Golden Finger?" Xuanxiao shouted in his heart several times, but received no response.

"Fine, it seems I'm not a qualified transmigrator; I don't even have the standard system or Golden Finger." Xuanxiao thought with a hint of disappointment.

"It seems I can only rely on myself to find a way." Xuanxiao sighed helplessly.

"If you can't beat them, join them!!!" Suddenly, a flash of Spirit Light sparked in Xuanxiao's mind, and a bold idea emerged.

"Since I know Pangu is the final victor, then I will join Pangu's side.

Anyway, this is a common calamity for all Chaos Demon Gods, and there's no rule saying I must stand on the opposite side of Pangu.

By joining Pangu's side, even if I can't avoid falling in the end, with Pangu as a powerful backer, perhaps I might still be able to reincarnate into the Primordial World."

Thinking of this, Xuanxiao's heart finally felt a little more at ease.

"But the most important thing now is to cultivate as quickly as possible. Only by being born early will I have a chance to survive the Calamity of World Creation."

Xuanxiao knew well that time was of the essence; in this Chaos World where the strong prey on the weak, strength was the foundation of survival.

"Fortunately, the Inherited Memory bestowed by the Great Dao contains the most suitable cultivation method for us Chaos Demon Gods.

I remember that the Thunder Demon God was ranked within the top one hundred among the Three Thousand Great Dao Demon Gods. If I take the initiative to cultivate now, I might even have a chance to challenge for a higher position."

Xuanxiao muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with ambitious light.

He knew that in this Chaos World, the earlier one was born, the more favored by the Great Dao one would be, and the more opportunities and power one would obtain.

Soon, Xuanxiao once again threw himself wholeheartedly into cultivation.

This time, he was like a greedy bandit, frantically plundering the surrounding Chaos Spiritual Qi.

Under his powerful suction, the surrounding Chaos Spiritual Qi flowed toward him like water drawn into a vortex, being absorbed continuously.

After exhausting the nearby Chaos Spiritual Qi, the Womb of the Great Dao that enveloped Xuanxiao began to shuttle through the chaos, continuing to search for and absorb Chaos Spiritual Qi from other places.

If any living being could exist in the chaos at this moment, they would see a giant egg emitting a mysterious glow, moving through the ocean of chaos like a nimble fish.

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