When a whale fell, all things thrived.
While a whale lived, hundreds of organisms could cling to its body. After it died, its carcass could nourish thousands of organisms for centuries.
A slumbering supernatural entity could create a Black Wind Mountain that produced treasures.
And a single fire of his could transform it into another safeguard.
The existence of superpowered beings—every gesture, every breath—seemed capable of changing an entire world.
Qin He recalled the tale of Pangu creating the heavens and earth.
Legend said there was an ancient god named Pangu who cleaved chaos apart with a single axe. The clear rose to become the heavens, while the turbid sank to become the earth.
But that was not the climax. The climax came after Pangu died.
How exactly that ancient god had died was unimportant. What mattered was that after Pangu died:
Its left eye became the crimson sun, its right eye the silver moon. Its final breath became wind and clouds, and its final cry became rolling thunder.
His hair and beard became glittering stars; his head, hands, and feet became the four poles of the earth and towering mountains; his blood became rivers and lakes; his sinews became roads; his muscles became fertile soil; his skin and body hair became flowers, grass, and trees; his teeth and bones became gold, silver, copper, iron, jade, and hidden treasures; his sweat became rain and sweet dew.
Thus, the world came into being.
The key point was this: only after a supreme ancient god died did the present world exist.
Then could it be understood this way—that all living beings reliant on this world for existence, whether humans, cultivators, other races, or even those lofty immortals and gods...
Were they not all merely "Corpse Worms" drawing nourishment from Pangu's corpse?
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