The Destiny Demon God Was Only a Remnant Soul, Yet He Could Vie with Pangu-His Combat Strength Was Still Terrifying

In the eyes of the Destiny Demon God, Long Zang was like a child, not even as powerful as the demon god had been when he first awoke.

Still, the Destiny Demon God did not rush to kill him. Instead, he watched with interest as Long Zang reconstructed his body.

He wanted to see just what tricks Pangu's descendant could manage.

At that moment, the Destiny Demon God had only one thought... to root out every trace of Pangu!

"Dust to dust, earth to earth... The end of all ages—vanish completely!" he murmured, chanting a spell. Chaos shook, as though heaven and earth themselves were answering his command!

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

The Pangu Imprint appeared in the air. Then an Axe Shadow suddenly cleaved downward, shattering countless rules, as if even the laws of heaven and earth had been erased.

Brilliant light burst from the Destiny Demon God's eyes. His divine might surged like an endless sea, and he roared, "Perish!!"

Yet when the Axe Shadow faded, the Destiny Demon God was still standing in the River of Time, staring coldly at the remnant image of Pangu's will.

A Spear of Fate took shape in his hand, surrounded by the phantoms of countless worlds. The weight of his aura made Space-Time tremble.

But just then, the Pangu Imprint abruptly shifted its gaze toward the depths of Chaos...

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

In the next moment, Pangu's will became a streak of light and entered Long Zang's body!

Powerful Divine Light erupted from him. His body became the vessel for that will.

The Destiny Demon God froze, then muttered, "Resurrection through another's body?"

He had never expected Long Zang, a descendant of Pangu, to resonate with Pangu's will.

Long Zang slowly rose. His wounds healed at astonishing speed, and he seemed like a different person.

Countless Great Dao rules revolved around him, and a War Halberd appeared in his hand.

"Cleave!"

With a furious roar, he swung the War Halberd. It became a streak of light and split Chaos apart with a single blow!

The Destiny Demon God's pupils contracted. He knew that aura all too well...

"Pangu!?"

He roared again and again as Power of Fate surged like an ocean, but Long Zang remained composed, his expression impassive.

"So what if you're Pangu!" the Destiny Demon God roared, unleashing his full strength. The Spear of Fate crushed the void as it thrust straight at Long Zang.

But Long Zang stamped his foot, and the power of the Great Dao immediately gathered.

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

There were no tricks—only absolute power!

"Boom..."

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

"I refuse to accept this! I'm the Destiny Demon God! How could I lose to an imprint!" he howled, as Destruction swept through Chaos.

He gathered the River of Fate once more, seeking to obliterate Long Zang completely!

But Long Zang swung his War Halberd again. Axe Light erupted, cleaving the Destiny Demon God in two by sheer force, though Long Zang himself was gravely wounded.

Moments later, Chaos fell silent.

Long Zang reconstructed his body and gasped for breath. More and more cracks spread across him, while Pangu's will gradually crumbled.

The Destiny Demon God re-formed in the distance, and his laughter rang out:

"Hahahaha! You're not Pangu after all. You can't hold out! This time, I've won!!"

The River of Fate rippled. The demon god thought it was all over, but just then...

He whipped around and looked toward the end of the River of Time.

In that moment, he saw the real Pangu!

The being at the source of time looked down upon everything, as if he embodied both time's beginning and its end.

"Y-You're not dead?" the Destiny Demon God cried in terror.

Pangu replied calmly, "I exist beyond life and death."

His voice crossed endless stretches of Space-Time, answering the Destiny Demon God directly.

The demon god roared again and again. "You're already dead! Why have you appeared again?!"

Pangu sighed. "The age of the Chaos Demon Gods is over. Why are you still clinging to the past?"

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

"You're nothing but a past version of yourself!" the Destiny Demon God roared, unwilling to accept it.

Pangu did not deny it. He simply looked at him calmly.

The Destiny Demon God suddenly understood something. He turned to glare at Long Zang and muttered through gritted teeth, "What a scheme, Pangu..."

He gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly. "So I thought I controlled fate, but I was actually part of it all along."

Pangu spoke a single sentence: "Fellow Daoist, it's time to go."

Eternal Axe Light cleaved in from the distant past. The Destiny Demon God could no longer resist, and his soul was utterly extinguished.

His origin merged into Long Zang's body.

Long Zang stood dazed. Suddenly, he felt a War Spear and a Heavenly Book appear within him... the Destiny Demon God's relics.

The Destiny Demon God left behind one final sentence:

"I don't mind entrusting the Way of Fate to you... I'd like to see how far you can go."

Everything fell silent.

Pangu's voice rang out once more: "My descendant, I leave the Primordial World in your hands."

Long Zang gazed at the Celestial Vault and murmured, "Father God, what happened...?"

Pangu smiled without replying. "You'll understand someday."

The River of Time fell silent once more, and Chaos returned to normal, as though nothing had happened.

Long Zang looked down at the Chaos Bead in his hand, then at the War Spear and Heavenly Book within him. His heart churned like a stormy sea.

"Was all of this... planned?" He felt a little unnerved.

But then he thought about it: he had obtained the Great Dao of Fate and acquired three Chaos Supreme Treasures...

It wasn't a bad deal at all.

"Forget it. Fate, schemes—whatever they are, getting stronger is what matters."

He muttered to himself.

Long Zang knew he was still far too weak.

Although the Destiny Demon God had been only a remnant soul, his ability to vie with Pangu meant his combat strength was still terrifying.

Suddenly, he thought of the drop of blood essence his future self had sent him.

"If I die here, then my future self won't exist... That's a paradox in itself."

Long Zang's gaze turned profound as he murmured, "From the very beginning, it was destined that I wouldn't die."

Deep in Chaos.

Long Zang sat cross-legged amid a boundless sea of chaotic currents, which poured into his body like a storm. Golden light shone around him. It was no ordinary light, but a profound and mysterious Light of Fate.

He was refining the Great Dao of Fate.

This was the source power of a Chaos Demon God. Even he could not control it easily; refining it would take an extremely long time.

Still, he had gained a great deal from this journey through Chaos, obtaining three treasures worthy of being called supreme treasures. It was a tremendous haul.

Meanwhile, as he cultivated in seclusion, the Great Desolation World began to stir.

The Primordial Continent.

As time passed, an aura of a Great Calamity began to spread across the world.

Several tens of millions of years had passed since Long Zang left the Primordial World.

Thick Killing Qi and Calamity Qi shrouded heaven and earth. In particular, after Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin entered seclusion, the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan grew increasingly brazen.

Luohu had played no small part in bringing about these changes. The agents he had planted in both clans began to make their moves.

With Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin absent, Calamity Qi grew heavier by the day. Countless living beings perished at the hands of the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan, and deep grudges took root.

More and more living beings grew dissatisfied with the two clans.

Their conduct now was just like that of the Ferocious Beast Clan, which had ruled the Primordial World in the past before eventually being brought to account.