Hall of Gods Established, The Decree to Open the Heavens

In the vast, lingering passage of time, nothing was less valuable than the years spent within the Chaos.

Several thousand Chaos Epochs passed in the blink of an eye.

Gray-black qi of the Great Tribulation had long since permeated the entire expanse of the Chaos.

The aura of the Heaven-Opening was drawing ever closer.

Shichen had not been idle, either.

Throughout these thousands of epochs, he had traversed the most perilous regions of the Chaos, scavenging countless innate exotic metals and treasures of origin.

Pangu and Yang Mei had joined in as well. Working together, the three of them repeatedly tempered the materials with the fire of origin, finally forging three replicas.

The Pseudo-Pangu Axe, the Pseudo-Creation Jade Butterfly, and the Pseudo-Chaos Green Lotus.

Though they fell short of the true artifacts, they had reached the level of Chaos Spirit Treasures; they were more than sufficient to share the burden of the backlash from opening the heavens.

Pangu hefted the Pseudo-Pangu Axe, gave it a casual swing, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The balance feels pretty good."

Yang Mei cast a sidelong glance at him. "That is for your Dao body to use, not for you to play with."

"I know, I know." Pangu chuckled and stowed the axe away.

Meanwhile, at the very center of the Chaos, a colossal structure was rising from the ground.

Led by the Order Demon God, two thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven Demon Gods joined forces. It took nearly a hundred Chaos Epochs, but they finally completed the Hall of Gods.

The temple complex spanned millions of billions of light-years, with three thousand palaces arranged in perfect order.

Each one stood hundreds of millions of zhang high, adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, shimmering with gold and jade.

Inside and out, the palaces were filled with all manner of rare Chaos treasures; star sand paved the floors, Chaos jade built the walls, and time crystals embedded in the domes emitted a soft, gentle glow.

The specifications, materials, and formations of every palace were identical, with not a shred of disparity, sparing the Demon Gods from any friction caused by differences in rank.

In the very center of the three thousand palaces stood an even more magnificent main hall.

That main hall towered over the others, crafted entirely from Chaos green gold. A massive time crystal hovered above the roof, rotating slowly and emitting a cyan light that illuminated the entire Hall of Gods.

That was Shichen's palace.

The status of the First Demon God was manifested in the most intuitive way at this moment.

Before the main gate of the Hall of Gods stood a stele a million zhang high, inscribed with three ancient, simple characters—Hall of Gods.

The Order Demon God stood beneath the gate, gazing up at those three characters. A rare flush appeared on her typically stern and rigid face.

Her Dao was order.

In the past, the Chaos had been loose and scattered, with Demon Gods acting on their own whims. With so many Demon Gods ranked above her, her Great Dao had been difficult to advance.

But now that the Hall of Gods was established and rules were beginning to take shape, she felt as if she could see the path belonging to order slowly unfolding beneath her feet.

"Order."

A gentle, warm female voice came from behind her.

The Creation Demon God walked over slowly, her white robes as pristine as snow, a faint vitality surrounding her. She looked at the magnificent temple before her, her eyes filled with admiration.

"Your Dao can finally unfold."

The Order Demon God turned her head. Seeing it was the Creation Demon God, she revealed a rare smile. "Sister Creation."

She was always stern-faced and rarely showed a smile in front of others, but at this moment, she truly could not suppress the joy in her heart.

"Indeed." She looked toward the depths of the palace complex, her voice filled with irrepressible excitement. "My Dao has finally seen hope. Shichen said that after the heavens are opened, in the new world, my Great Dao of Order will be able to go even further."

Creation nodded gently, though her eyes held a hint of bewilderment.

"I truly envy you. As for my Dao of Creation, will there be a direction for me in that new world?"

As she spoke, she looked up toward the depths of the Chaos, her eyes filled with a trace of anticipation. "I am actually quite looking forward to it."

"Hey? Sister Order, Sister Creation! So you were here!"

A crisp female voice approached from afar. The World Demon God came bounding over, her skirt fluttering. She caught sight of the sprawling palaces, and her eyes lit up instantly. She clapped her hands.

"Wow! How spectacular! I'm going to go see my palace!"

She turned to dash inside, not paying attention, and collided head-on with a figure.

Thud.

The World Demon God clutched her forehead and took two steps back. She looked up and met a face devoid of expression.

Clad in black robes, cold and stern, with a faint aura of destruction swirling around him, it was the seventh-ranked Destruction Demon God.

"Little brat, don't block the path."

The Destruction Demon God frowned, his tone as cold as ice.

"It was clearly you who wasn't looking where you were going!" The World Demon God puffed out her cheeks. "Poker face!"

The Destruction Demon God glanced at her with utter disdain.

"Finished refining your Dao body? All you know how to do is wander around. Move aside, don't block my way."

With that, he turned and strode away without a moment's pause.

"You!!!"

The World Demon God's cheeks turned red with anger. She stomped her foot, but there was nothing she could do about him.

"Alright, alright, don't be angry."

The Creation Demon God walked over and smilingly handed her a translucent white fruit. "Here is a Creation Divine Fruit, calm yourself."

The World Demon God took the fruit, took a large bite, and mumbled indistinctly:

"I hope he never has any friends! Lonely and single for his whole life!"

Creation laughed, ruffling her hair. "Enough. The Great Tribulation is approaching; we should go back to refine our Dao bodies. If you slack off again, watch out—Shichen might just beat you later."

At the mention of Shichen, the World Demon God immediately wilted.

She curled her lips, took one last lingering look at the Hall of Gods, and obediently followed Creation and Order as they turned to leave.

Another few hundred Chaos Epochs passed.

The qi of the Great Tribulation in the Chaos grew three parts thicker.

All the Demon Gods had refined their Dao bodies to their peak, each guarding their own Dao domain, holding their breath as they waited.

On this day,

Hum!!

Ten thousand Daos resonated in unison.

Above the high heavens of the Chaos, the Eye of the Great Dao slowly opened.

Its indifferent gaze swept across the entire Chaos, finally settling upon Pangu's Dao domain.

A grand, peerless sound of the Dao clearly entered the ears of every single Demon God:

"Pangu."

"Open the heavens."

As the four words fell, the entire Chaos suddenly went silent.

Immediately after, every Demon God opened their eyes at the same time.

Shichen stood at the peak of the Time Domain, his green robes fluttering, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

It was here.

The opening of the heavens had finally begun.