Creating Heaven and Earth, the Primordial World Takes Shape

"Hmph."

Within Pangu's Domain of Dao, the giant rose to his feet. The edge of his axe struck the ground with a dull hum. He looked up at the enormous eye in the sky, his tone carrying a hint of defiance.

"Great Dao, if heaven and earth are to be opened, then so be it. There is no need for you to order me."

Though he said so, he did not hesitate in the slightest.

With a thought, a Dao body identical to his true body stepped out from within him.

The Dao body held the Pseudo-Pangu Axe, bore the Pseudo-Creation Jade Butterfly above its head, and stood upon the Pseudo-Chaos Green Lotus. The auras of the three Chaos spirit treasures connected as one, and their might was equally astonishing.

"Let's go!"

With a low shout from Pangu, the Dao body took a single step and charged straight toward the center of Chaos.

Shichen had already been waiting there.

Seeing Pangu's Dao body arrive, he gave a slight nod. "Go ahead and cleave. I will stabilize the turbulent currents of time and space. I will ensure your Dao body does not disperse and the laws do not collapse."

"Good!"

Pangu wasted no words. His Dao body soared into the air, gripping the Pseudo-Pangu Axe with both hands as he poured every last bit of the Law of Strength into it.

"Open!"

With a furious roar, the axe light descended.

It forcibly split apart the murky Chaos. The clear rose, the turbid sank; yin and yang were first divided, and heaven and earth began to emerge.

Axe stroke after axe stroke.

Pangu said nothing, focusing only on swinging his axe.

The Pseudo-Chaos Green Lotus supported the earth veins, while the Pseudo-Creation Jade Butterfly derived the laws. The three pseudo treasures complemented one another, somehow steadily sustaining the force of creating heaven and earth.

Shichen stood at the edge of heaven and earth, green light flowing endlessly from his fingertips.

The Law of Time wove itself into the framework of the newborn heaven and earth. The backlash of creation, which should have been violent beyond measure, was silently diverted by him for the most part.

This cleaving lasted ten Chaos Epochs.

The axe light rose and fell without rest as heaven and earth continued to stretch higher and expand wider.

When the final axe stroke fell, heaven and earth were completely separated. Yet the new world had only just been born, its laws still incomplete, and heaven and earth slowly began showing signs of merging once more.

Pangu's Dao body abruptly raised both hands and directly braced the two sides of the rift, then suddenly exerted force!

"Rise for me!!!"

Pangu's Dao body roared. The muscles in his arms swelled to their limit, and his body began to expand.

His body grew larger and larger as it held the rift apart. But Chaos resisted, seeking to close once more.

"Shichen!"

Pangu's voice came from within that colossal body, rumbling like thunder.

"Now!"

A sharp light flashed through Shichen's eyes. With a sweep of his hand, he declared:

"All Chaos Gods, release your Dao bodies!"

The moment his words fell, the Chaos Gods acted at once!

Countless streams of light flew in from every direction. They were the perfect Dao bodies that innumerable Chaos Gods had condensed through immeasurable painstaking effort. Every Dao body carried a portion of its corresponding Chaos God's law power.

Time, space, Fate, Karma, creation, destruction... the three thousand Great Daos each returned to their proper places. Immediately after, the law powers of hundreds of millions of lower-ranked Chaos Gods also began to merge.

The entire heaven and earth became fuller. Heaven and earth ceased their merging and stabilized, while the spiritual energy within the world grew so dense it was visible to the naked eye.

Pangu's Dao body had also fulfilled its mission of creating heaven and earth and was slowly dissipating. A satisfied smile rested on his face.

"Shichen, I did it."

His voice had grown weak, yet it remained resonant.

Shichen nodded. "You did."

Pangu's Dao body began to differentiate, transforming into all things. His left eye became the sun, his right eye became the moon, his hair became the stars filling the sky, his blood became rivers, lakes, and seas, his bones became mountains and hills, and his skin became the fertile earth...

Thus, a new world occupying one ten-thousandth of Chaos took shape.

One ten-thousandth did not sound like much, but Chaos itself was boundless and vast. Even someone in the Primordial Unity Realm would need an entire Chaos Epoch to travel from the easternmost edge of the Primordial World to its westernmost edge. Its immensity was easy to imagine.

Almost at the very instant the world took shape, the gray-black mist that had blanketed everything for countless epochs receded like the tide.

The tribulation had ended.

Shichen stood at the edge of the new world, sensing the fluctuations of the River of Time within him, and suddenly froze.

He discovered that countless branches had appeared within the River of Time.

Those branches extended from its main trunk, leading to countless different worlds. Some worlds had only just been born, some had already flourished, and some were heading toward destruction.

"This is..." Shichen murmured. "The Primordial World successfully became the main world through the creation of heaven and earth, while countless universe worlds were simultaneously derived?"

He felt somewhat dazed.

So creating heaven and earth had not merely created the Primordial World—it had also given rise to countless parallel universes. Those universes existed attached to the Primordial World, yet operated independently, each with its own trajectory of Fate.

"Crack!"

A crisp shattering sound rang out. Under the backlash of the world-creating might, the Pseudo-Pangu Axe was the first to collapse, transforming into three streams of light that shot into the sky.

One became the Taiji Diagram, stabilizing earth, water, fire, and wind; one became the Pangu Banner, ruling slaughter and conquest; one became the Chaos Bell, suppressing the myriad Daos.

The three innate supreme treasures each found their destined place, spiraling down into different regions of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, the Pseudo-Chaos Green Lotus beneath his feet also withered petal by petal.

Its petals became the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform, its lotus leaves divided into the Five Elements Flags, and its lotus root condensed into the Qiankun Cauldron. Numerous innate spirit treasures scattered in every direction, falling across the lands of the Primordial World.

The Pseudo-Creation Jade Butterfly above his head shattered into countless glimmering white fragments, raining down like a sky full of falling stars. Some sank into mountains and rivers, some hid in the deep sea, while others drifted toward the ends of heaven and earth.

The three pseudo spirit treasures had now accomplished their task and withdrawn.

At this moment, Pangu's true body also tore through space and arrived at the edge of the new world. Gazing at the slowly evolving heaven and earth below, he rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment.

"It always feels... like something is missing."

He muttered to himself, "How can a world I created lack a trace of my mark?"

With that, he raised a hand and pointed at his own chest.

Twelve drops of essence blood flew out and fell into Mount Buzhou, where they were nurtured within the evolved Pangu Hall.

Then he raised his hand again and gathered his power.

The remaining Primordial Spirit of the Dao body split into three, becoming three streams of clear light that descended upon the summit of Mount Buzhou.

"Now that's right."

Pangu grinned and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned toward Shichen in the distance and called out loudly:

"Shichen! Now that this new world exists, we should give it a name, shouldn't we?"

Shichen looked at the vast land beneath his feet, then at the first rising sun. Countless legends from the memories of his previous life flashed through his mind.

He smiled faintly and said softly:

"Let it be called the Primordial World."