Pangu knew his strength far surpassed that of the original Pangu, but after splitting the heavens once, how much strength could he have left?
"Humph! I really underestimated you, Great Dao!"
Pangu reckoned he was at least twice as strong as the original.
The original had managed to slay the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. He could do even better!
He had known all along that the Great Dao would pull a trick like this, so his exhausted appearance was nothing but an act.
"The Great Dao is impartial? What a joke!"
Who would want someone to surpass them and take control of them?
But no matter what he said, the Chaos Demon God nearest to him had already arrived!
The Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods didn't just mean there were only three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.
Rather, each of them had mastery over the Three Thousand Great Daos!
Although every one of them had mastered the Three Thousand Great Daos, each had one Dao that stood out above the rest.
For example, Yang Mei's was Space, Pangu's was Strength, Shi Chen's was Time, and Wangshu's was Lunar Energy...
That was why they were all so powerful in battle. Any one of the Chaos Demon Gods, if sent to the later Primordial World, could have crushed those newly ascended saints with one hand.
The Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods had once feared Pangu greatly, because he was so powerful that he left them breathless.
But now...
Faced with temptation, no one could resist.
And if they could, it only meant the temptation wasn't strong enough.
Besides, if the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods swarmed him, no matter how powerful Pangu was, he couldn't withstand them all.
Perhaps one of them could simply coast through the fight, pull off a switcheroo, inherit Pangu's merit, and attain the Dao in one fell swoop!
So when they saw Pangu holding the Sky-Opening Axe, standing atop the Chaos Green Lotus, and with the Jade Disk of Creation above his head,
the eyes of every Chaos Demon God blazed with fire. This was their hope of attaining the Great Dao!
"Die, you bastards!"
Without hesitation, Pangu swung his axe at the Demon God nearest to him.
The Demon God didn't even have time to scream before he was dead and returned to chaos.
Pangu was simply too powerful. The Chaos Demon Ape had been lucky to last even a couple of moves against him.
After the Demon God died, part of the Great Dao Power within him was absorbed by the Jade Disk of Creation, while most of the rest entered the not-yet-fully-formed Primordial World, becoming a law of that realm and completing its creation.
The battle erupted in an instant, and Pangu went berserk, no longer concealing the bloodlust in his eyes.
"Exhilarating!"
That was the only word left in Pangu's mind.
Ever since he had obtained such tremendous power, this was the first time he had gone all out and truly cut loose.
"Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods! Every last one of you, die!"
He gripped the Sky-Opening Axe and let out a roar that shook the chaos.
He brought the Sky-Opening Axe down again and again. The Chaos Demon Gods near him barely had time to scream before they died. Afterward, some of their Great Dao Power entered the Jade Disk of Creation, while most of it fell into the Primordial World and became nourishment for it.
The Three Thousand Demon Gods charged to their deaths one after another, each a fearless warrior.
Pangu, meanwhile, fought with peerless ferocity, every attack a killing blow!
As the tremendous power of creation swept across the battlefield, Demon Gods fell one after another, while Pangu's strength was rapidly being depleted.
Countless Chaos Demon Gods fell into the Primordial World, becoming part of it. Their bodies piled together until they were already comparable to a great thousand world.
In the midst of Pangu's battle, the Chaos Green Lotus finally couldn't take it anymore.
Boom!
The Chaos Green Lotus shattered with a crash, scattering into one familiar Innate Spiritual Treasure after another.
The God-Slaying Spear, the Twelve-Grade Creation Green Lotus, the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus, the Twelve-Grade World-Purifying White Lotus, the Twelve-Grade Karma Red Lotus, the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, the River Diagram and Luo Script, the Red Embroidered Ball... and so on.
The Jade Disk of Creation above Pangu's head finally burst apart, too.
There was simply too much Dao within it. The little Chaos Supreme Treasure couldn't bear the burden.
The "fragments" of the two Chaos Supreme Treasures all fell into the Primordial World.
The remaining Chaos Demon Gods understood that the outcome had been decided. Pangu had gained the upper hand, and nothing could stop him now.
Taking advantage of the moment, the more intelligent Chaos Demon Gods severed their Chaos Demon God Bodies, transformed into True Spirits, and fled into the Primordial World.
Among them were Hongjun, Yin-Yang, Qiankun, Wangshu, Shi Chen, and Luohu...
Yang Mei, however, was greedy to the extreme, and brought his Hollow Willow true form along with him.
Many other Chaos Demon Gods whose rebirth attempts had failed, along with the corpses of those who had fallen, would eventually become the Chaos Fierce Beasts of the Primordial World, bringing about the first great calamity after creation—the Beast Calamity!
The joy in Hongjun's eyes could no longer be concealed. At last! The Primordial World was finally about to emerge!
After enduring tens of thousands of years of desolation, Hongjun couldn't bear to endure a colorless world any longer. (He had crossed countless years to reach the final ten thousand years before creation.)
He didn't stop the battle between Pangu and the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods.
This was their original fate. The world was meant to unfold this way.
Hongjun had no reason to stop them.
Why should he stop them? Their battle was what would bring about the Primordial World and the story that followed, advancing and strengthening the world through cycle after cycle.
Was it because Wangshu was beautiful? Or because Pangu was a transmigrator?
Hongjun's answer was: impossible. Absolutely impossible!
He hadn't forgotten his mission—to make the world stronger.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One thunderous boom after another rang through the chaos. The rift that had been split open was actually beginning to close!
It was moving slowly, but if no one stopped it...
The Clear and Turbid Energies, which had just visibly separated within the chaos, would likely merge together again.
"Just as I thought! I knew the Great Dao wouldn't let anyone attain the Dao so easily. Good thing I was prepared."
After privately congratulating himself on his own cleverness, Pangu made his way to the middle of the rift, raised both hands to hold up the sky, planted his feet firmly against the earth, and suddenly began to grow taller.
As his body continued to grow, after an unknown number of years, the chaos was finally split apart completely!
However, the chaotic Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind had yet to settle down.
So now it was time to use the Sky-Opening Axe, which was already covered in cracks.
Pangu's will stirred. The axe trembled slightly and let out mournful cries, as if begging for mercy—or perhaps longing for release.
Then the Sky-Opening Axe transformed into the Three Treasures of Creation of the later Primordial World, the three great Innate Supreme Treasures!
The Pangu Banner, the Chaos Bell, and the Taiji Diagram.
Each of the Three Treasures had its own power. The Pangu Banner was unmatched in attack, and its Chaos Sword Qi could split open the world and all of creation. The Chaos Bell could suppress the primordial chaos and stabilize time and space, while the Taiji Diagram could stabilize Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, and transform Yin-Yang and the Five Elements.
With the Three Treasures' appearance, Yin-Yang was separated, Heaven and Earth were stabilized, the Clear and Turbid Energies were swept away, and the four cardinal directions were fixed.
Heaven and Earth had finally stabilized completely.
After tens of thousands of years, Pangu finally felt his strength give out.
He couldn't hold on any longer.
He took a deep breath. This was Spiritual Qi, no longer the murky Qi of chaos.
This was already the Primordial World.
Lying on the ground, utterly exhausted and on the verge of death, Pangu couldn't help but curse the Great Dao's heartlessness. He had made it this far, and it still wouldn't let him attain the Dao... It really was despicable and shameless!
In the final moments of his life, Pangu was still cursing the Great Dao.
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