Pangu Had Just Hit GG

As he watched those cringey scenes play out, Pangu was overcome with so much embarrassment he thought he might die.

It hadn't seemed like a big deal at the time, but seeing it now... Damn it, hurry up and kill me!

Watching that scene made him want to die.

"Wait! You! You can sense the Chaos Bead's existence?"

Pangu was suddenly horrified. The Chaos Bead, which he had always prided himself on, was useless?

Wasn't the Chaos Bead supposed to shield itself from the Heavenly Secrets?

Damn it! Those trash novels had screwed me over! You led me astray!

Hongjun's expression turned strange as he asked Pangu:

"I'd like to ask you something. Where did you get the idea that the Great Dao couldn't sense the Chaos Bead? And where did you learn about the Chaos Bead in the first place?"

Pangu was stunned.

He didn't know how to explain it. Was he supposed to say he'd read it in a novel?

Seeing this, Hongjun smiled. "If there's anything else you're still unhappy about, go ahead and say it. Before you become the world, I'll do my best to let you die with no regrets."

"Were all my every move under your control? Did you target me because I'm a transmigrator?"

Pangu recalled what he had just seen and immediately felt cold sweat trickling down his back.

"Don't put it that way. As the Great Dao, I treat everyone equally. There's no question of whether I control you or not. And targeting you? That's even more ridiculous."

Hongjun shrugged and continued:

"I never controlled anything you did. Creating the world was your fate, but that wasn't for me, the Great Dao, to manage. Everything you did was just your own fantasy, something you convinced yourself was true. I never forced you to create the world. Even if you hadn't, the Heavenly Dao would have reported it to me, and I still wouldn't have done anything to you. At most, I'd have found someone else to create the world.

"You're the one with paranoid delusions, convinced you had to create the world.

"Then again, I never forced you to become all things, either. You made that vow yourself, and even added a few lines to it, hoping to distance yourself from Pangu."

After thinking it over, Hongjun added:

"Oh, right. The Chaos Bead and that so-called Star Dou Tree—those things never existed in Chaos. Why do you think they appeared right in front of you when you thought of them? Don't tell me you actually think the Chaos Bead and Star Dou Tree exist? Or that you just happened to stumble upon them?"

"YOU ***&￥%...%... Damn it!"

Pangu couldn't help cursing, showing off the full extent of his twenty-first-century eloquence.

So he'd thought he had everything under control, when all along, the Great Dao had just been watching him make a fool of himself?

Hongjun had been watching his clown act from the shadows the whole time, and then capped it off by laughing and calling him an idiot.

Just thinking about it made Pangu feel unbearably awkward. He'd lost that earlier attitude of As long as I'm not embarrassed, everyone else is.

He was so angry he could've spat blood.

His enormous body slowly dissipated, turning into nourishment for the Primordial World along with his original form.

But before his form vanished, Pangu's heart was filled with endless resentment.

There were still so many "mmp"s he hadn't gotten to yell at Hongjun.

As a transmigrator, he'd been far too full of himself.

He'd thought everything was under his control, that the Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao, and the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods were nothing but a joke.

Little did he know, the real joke was himself.

The Jade Disk of Creation contained methods of attaining the Dao—through laws, through the physical body, and so on. But Pangu hadn't even bothered to look.

He'd thought it was nothing more than a record of Dao Resonance.

In the novels he'd read, the Three Thousand Great Daos in the Jade Disk of Creation had all been left behind by the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. Since not a single one of the Three Thousand Demon Gods had died back then, the Jade Disk of Creation had been useless.

And so he'd followed in Pangu's footsteps. The difference was that he was more timid than the original Pangu—both greedy and cowardly.

He'd even been given the Chaos Bead. Wouldn't it have been great to create a world inside it?

So what if it was smaller? So what if it was a False Great Dao? What was wrong with that?

But no, he just had to go out and create a world.

It couldn't be denied that successfully creating a world out here would be far more impressive than doing so inside the Chaos Bead.

But it also came with the risk of failure.

In fact, he should've been on his guard from the moment he thought of the Chaos Bead and it appeared.

Whenever you got exactly what you wished for, there was always a plan behind it!

Nothing in this world came for free. No pies fell from the sky. What you got wasn't punishment—it just hadn't come due yet.

All things considered, Pangu's death wasn't undeserved.

Pangu was dead, but Hongjun had little to do with it.

It wasn't as though Hongjun had given him good stuff to make him arrogant, right?

Hongjun had simply given him whatever he wanted.

Then Pangu had run off all on his own, eager to create the world and become the Primordial World.

Surely that wasn't Hongjun's scheme, too?

"The Primordial World has finally been created!"

Hongjun drew in a breath of innate Spiritual Qi and exclaimed with a smile.

More than a hundred yuanhui had passed by now.

The Primordial World had already taken shape.

The first tribulation, the Fierce Beast Tribulation, had passed. Next would come the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the Dao-Devil War.

Hongjun hadn't been idle over those hundred-plus yuanhui.

After all, being idle was terribly boring, wasn't it?

Since the Primordial World had only just come into being, the Chaos Heavenly Dao was on the verge of transforming into the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao. The process was a long one.

Hongjun had been at a loose end at the time, so he'd taken up the position himself.

Stabilizing the Primordial World.

By now, the Primordial World had finally stabilized completely.

At this point, someone might ask:

You're the Great Dao. Couldn't you stabilize the Primordial World with a single word? Why did it take so long?

Good question!

The answer, of course, was... because he was bored.

As a "newbie Great Dao," he wanted to see all the things in the world for himself, to travel across this vast Primordial World, rather than relying on the little bit of memory in his head.

And he didn't want to end up like before, when he'd jumped straight to ten thousand years before Pangu Creates Heaven.

He hadn't even known that a Heavenly Dao had been born in Chaos.

Time was infinite, and life was infinite.

He wanted to experience the passage of time for himself.

For all those hundred-plus yuanhui, he'd used the power of the Heavenly Dao to stabilize the world, without cheating even once.

By then, the Primordial World was home to countless races. Naturally, the leaders were still the Innate Three Races: dragons, phoenixes, and qilin.

There were also several great powers in the Primordial World who had once been Chaos Demon Gods and now cultivated as rogue practitioners.

For example, Hongjun, Wangshu, Luohu, Yang Mei, Qiankun...

"The world's stable now. Why not go down and take a look?"

Hongjun's eyes lit up. As soon as the thought appeared, it stayed in his mind, growing more irresistible by the moment.

So Hongjun possessed himself!

That's right. This was called possessing yourself.

Hongjun directly took the place of the Hongjun living on Jade Capital Mountain below.

How could the Great Dao lack a suitable identity?

Hongjun was a pretty good choice. He had the Jade Disk of Creation and countless treasures.

In the early days of the Primordial World, he was the perfect protagonist template.