Destiny Demon God is but a remnant soul, yet capable of contending with Pangu; his combat power remains terrifying

In the eyes of the Destiny Demon God, Long Zang was like a child, not even matching the strength he himself had upon just awakening.

However, the Destiny Demon God was in no hurry to kill him; instead, he watched with interest as Long Zang reorganized his body.

He wanted to see just what tricks this descendant of Pangu could pull.

At this moment, the Destiny Demon God had only one thought... to uproot every trace of Pangu!

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes... the end of ten thousand ages, vanish completely!" he murmured his curse, Chaos trembling as if heaven and earth itself were answering his decree!

The Chaos World shook violently, the earth split apart, heaven and earth collapsed, and everything seemed to be returning to nothingness.

The Pangu Imprint appeared in the sky, and then an Axe Shadow slashed down fiercely, directly shattering ten thousand rules, as if even the laws of heaven and earth had been erased.

The Destiny Demon God's eyes blazed with intense light, his divine might surging like an ocean as he roared: "Perish!!"

Yet as the Axe Shadow faded, the Destiny Demon God still stood within the River of Time, coldly staring at the remnant will of Pangu.

He condensed a Spear of Fate in his hand, surrounded by phantom images of billions of worlds; at that moment, his aura was so heavy that Space-Time itself trembled.

But just then, the Pangu Imprint suddenly shifted its gaze, looking deep into the Chaos...

There, Long Zang sat cross-legged, frantically absorbing Chaos Qi.

The next moment, Pangu's will transformed into a streak of light and plunged into Long Zang's body!

A powerful divine radiance exploded upon him, and his body became the vessel for that will.

The Destiny Demon God was stunned, muttering to himself: "A borrowed corpse to return a soul?"

He hadn't expected that Long Zang, as a descendant of Pangu, would actually resonate with Pangu's will.

Long Zang slowly rose, his injuries healing at an astonishing speed, as if he had become a different person.

Countless Great Dao rules swirled around him, and the War Halberd appeared in his hand.

"Sever!"

He roared, and the War Halberd turned into a beam of polar light, splitting the Chaos with a single strike!

The Destiny Demon God's pupils contracted sharply; that aura was far too familiar to him...

"Pangu!?"

He roared in fury, his power of fate surging like a sea, but Long Zang remained unmoved, his expression indifferent.

"So what if you are Pangu!" the Destiny Demon God bellowed, unleashing his full strength. The Spear of Fate crushed the void, heading straight for Long Zang.

But Long Zang stomped his foot, and the power of the Great Dao instantly condensed.

This time, he had truly grasped the "Great Dao of Strength."

No technique whatsoever, only absolute power!

"Boom..."

The Chaos shattered, and the Spear of Fate crumbled along with it.

"I won't accept this! I am the Destiny Demon God! Defeated by a mere imprint!" he roared incessantly, the power of Destruction sweeping through the Chaos.

He condensed the River of Fate once more, intending to annihilate Long Zang completely!

Yet Long Zang swung the War Halberd again, an Axe Shadow bursting forth, forcibly cleaving the Destiny Demon God in two, though he himself was also severely wounded.

After a moment, the Chaos returned to calm.

Long Zang reorganized his body, gasping for breath, but more and more cracks appeared on him, and Pangu's will gradually crumbled.

The Destiny Demon God reformed his body in the distance, his laughter ringing out:

"Hahaha! You are not Pangu after all, you can't hold out any longer! This time, I have won!!"

The River of Fate rippled, and the Demon God thought everything was settled, but just then...

He suddenly turned his head, looking toward the end of time.

In that moment, he saw the true Pangu!

That existence at the source of time, overlooking all things, as if representing the beginning and end of time itself.

"You... you're not dead yet?" the Destiny Demon God asked in terror.

Pangu spoke calmly: "I am not within the realm of life and death."

His voice crossed endless Space-Time, directly answering the Destiny Demon God's question.

The Demon God roared furiously: "You are already dead! Why do you still appear!"

Pangu sighed and said: "The era of the Chaos Demon Gods has passed. Why are you still so stubborn?"

As Pangu stepped step by step into the River of Time, Years flowed beneath his feet, and everything began to change.

"Your existence is nothing but a past self," the Destiny Demon God roared unwillingly.

Pangu did not deny it, merely looking at him calmly.

The Destiny Demon God suddenly understood something, turned his head to stare at Long Zang, and gritted his teeth in a low voice: "Well played, Pangu..."

He gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly. "I thought I was controlling fate, but I was already within it all along."

Pangu spoke a single sentence: "Daoist friend, please proceed on your journey."

The Eternal Axe Light struck from the distant past, and the Destiny Demon God had no more strength to resist. His divine soul was utterly extinguished.

His origin essence merged into Long Zang's body.

Long Zang stood frozen, suddenly sensing a War Spear and a Heavenly Book within him—all relics of the Destiny Demon God.

The Destiny Demon God left one final sentence:

"The Great Dao of Fate, I entrust it to you... I'd like to see just how far you can go."

Everything returned to stillness.

Pangu's voice rang out once more: "My descendant, the Primordial Continent is now in your hands."

Long Zang gazed at the heavens and murmured, "Father God... what exactly happened?"

Pangu smiled without answering. "You will understand in time."

The River of Time fell silent again, and Chaos returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever occurred.

Long Zang looked down at the Chaos Bead in his hand, then sensed the War Spear and Heavenly Book within his body. A storm of shock surged in his heart.

"Was all of this... prearranged?" A chill ran through his mind.

But on second thought, he had obtained the Great Dao of Fate and three Chaos Supreme Treasures...

This loss was no loss at all.

"Forget it," he muttered to himself. "Whether it's fate or scheming, raising my strength is the true path."

Long Zang knew he was still too weak.

Though the Destiny Demon God was merely a remnant soul, the fact that he could contend with Pangu meant his combat power was still terrifying.

He suddenly thought of the drop of essence blood sent by his future self.

"If I died here, then my future self wouldn't exist... That itself is a paradox."

Long Zang's eyes grew deep. He murmured, "From the very beginning, it was fated that I wouldn't die."

Deep within Chaos.

Long Zang sat cross-legged, surrounded by an endless expanse of chaotic currents that poured into his body like a storm. Golden light blazed upon him—not ordinary light, but a profound, mysterious Light of Fate.

He was refining the Great Dao of Fate.

This was the origin power of a Chaos Demon God, something even he could not easily control. It would take an extremely long time to fully refine.

But this journey into Chaos had yielded immense gains. He had obtained three treasures worthy of being called supreme. One could say it was a bountiful harvest.

And while he was in seclusion cultivating, the Great Desolation World began to stir with turmoil.

The Primordial Continent.

As time passed, an aura of a great heavenly calamity began to spread across the world.

Tens of millions of years had passed since Long Zang left the Great Desolation.

The heavens and earth were shrouded in dense Sha Qi and Calamity Qi. Especially after Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin entered seclusion, the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan grew increasingly arrogant in their actions.

Behind these changes, Luohu's influence was unavoidable. The hidden agents he had planted within these two clans began to move.

With Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin absent, the Calamity Qi grew heavier. Countless beings died at the hands of the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan, breeding deep resentment.

More and more beings grew dissatisfied with these two clans.

Their current conduct was already identical to that of the Ferocious Beast Clan, which had once ruled the Primordial Continent and was ultimately purged.