Pangu Descends

Shichen brought Hongjun back to the Time Domain.

From then on, an additional white-haired figure could be seen within the Domain of Dao.

Hongjun was exceptionally adept at reading people. Aside from diligently cultivating the Law of Immortality, he stayed by Shichen's side to listen to his teachings.

Even Shichen's occasional words of guidance left Hongjun enlightened and greatly benefited.

Two hundred Chaos Eras passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sound of the Dao rose once more at the edge of the Chaos.

"I am the Star Demon God, controller of the Star Dao. Today, I emerge into the world. Great Dao, bear witness!"

An Origin Pearl engraved with the character "Star" slowly rose into the air, scattering starlight in a dazzling display.

The Star Demon God had only just stepped out of his eggshell and had not yet had time to inspect his surroundings when a white-haired figure in Daoist robes appeared before him with a smile.

"New here?" Hongjun stroked his beard, his eyes carrying a hint of unfathomable depth.

"I am Hongjun, the Immortal Demon God. There is a tradition in the Chaos. Let me tell you about it."

The next moment, screams echoed through the skies.

After a long while, Hongjun clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction at the battered and bruised Star Demon God.

The frustration he had bottled up for two hundred Chaos Eras had finally been vented.

This tradition truly had to be passed down through the generations.

Yet deep within the Chaos, the atmosphere was far from so relaxed.

The Qi of the Tribulation grew increasingly dense, while gray-black mist slowly encroached. Every Demon God could sense that the vitality of the Chaos was gradually fading, and even the aura of the Great Dao was becoming increasingly dormant.

Shichen no longer remained in seclusion, cultivating single-mindedly.

He often walked through the void. At times, he sought out Yang Mei to brew tea and discuss the Dao, deducing methods to harmonize space and time; at other times, he ventured deep into the perilous regions of the Chaos, searching for Chaos spiritual treasures that had yet to emerge.

Pangu was about to be born, and Shichen had to face him at the peak of his condition.

Only by stopping Pangu first could there be any possibility of discussing the later plan to have his Dao body split open the heavens.

Another five hundred Chaos Eras passed.

On this day, without any warning, the entire Chaos suddenly trembled.

Rumble!

The Chaos Origin Qi across a range of hundreds of millions of light-years erupted at once, as though stirred by an invisible hand, surging into towering waves. Every Demon God in seclusion was jolted awake. One after another, they stepped out of their respective Domains of Dao and looked toward the source of the disturbance in shock and uncertainty.

At last... was he about to emerge?

At the peak of the Time Domain, Shichen stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his azure robes snapping wildly in the gale. His gaze pierced through layer upon layer of Chaos Qi and settled upon the giant egg that was continuously swelling in size, his eyes dark and profound.

"Roar—!!"

A world-shaking roar suddenly erupted.

Every Demon God felt their souls tremble, and an instinctive sense of oppression rose within them.

Deep within the Chaos, the Great Dao manifested.

That enormous eye emerged, coldly watching the source of the roar.

Immediately afterward, the Origin Qi of the entire Chaos World began pouring endlessly into that giant egg, forming an enormous vortex as it flooded into it with abandon.

From afar, it appeared as though the entire Chaos was offering a tribute for the birth of this Demon God.

Damn...

Shichen's mouth twitched, and his teeth itched with fury.

Great Dao, you really are playing favorites!

When any one of them Demon Gods had emerged, who had received such treatment? The Great Dao had not only never personally infused them with origin power; it could not even be bothered to spare them a second glance. At most, it tossed out a single word—"Approved"—before vanishing.

But when it came to this guy, the Great Dao not only appeared in person, it even mobilized the Origin of the entire Chaos to nourish him.

The difference in treatment was simply too obvious.

So all 2,999 of them had been picked up off the street?

At the same time, Yang Mei, Fate, Karma, Creation, and the other top Demon Gods had already gathered together.

They stared at the terrifying torrent of origin power, all of them dumbfounded.

Yang Mei raised his brows and clicked his tongue in amazement. "No wonder Shichen said before that Pangu was the key. I had wondered about it then. Now I understand... with treatment like this, anyone would be the key."

He stroked his chin and added:

"But then again, why do I feel like he could kill me with a single swing of his axe?"

"So this is... the Great Dao's beloved son?" the Karma Demon God said slowly, his tone carrying a rare note of surprise.

Mingyuan frowned and turned to look at him. "What beloved son? Where did you hear such strange wording?"

Karma glanced at him. "I govern Karma. Across past and future, in any universe or world, wherever karmic ties exist, my traces exist as well. I have heard much, so naturally I know. You govern Fate—have you not glimpsed a little yourself?"

Mingyuan snorted and turned away.

As they spoke, a crisp crack rang out.

Cracks spread across the giant egg.

The next moment, the eggshell exploded apart!

A giant hundreds of millions upon hundreds of millions of zhang tall appeared within the Chaos, seemingly holding up heaven and earth.

His body was massive and powerful, muscles coiling beneath bronze skin. Every inch of him contained the terrifying strength to create a world. His black hair whipped wildly around him, his features were rugged, and when his tiger-like eyes opened and closed, they released a majesty capable of splitting heaven and earth.

Beneath his feet, the 36th-Grade Chaos Green Lotus slowly rotated, scattering green radiance, Impervious to All Laws.

Above his head floated the Creation Jade Butterfly, with three thousand patterns of laws faintly appearing and disappearing as it deduced all things.

At his side, the Pangu Axe stretched across the void. Its blade gleamed with icy sharpness, as though a casual swing could cleave apart the entire Chaos.

Three Chaos Supreme Treasures!

Even more terrifying was the aura spreading from his body, crushing the surrounding Chaos into collapse layer by layer.

The Chaos Realm!

He had entered the Chaos Realm the moment he emerged!

Great Dao... this is just ridiculous.

Shichen pressed a hand to his forehead, rendered utterly speechless.

They were all Demon Gods, yet the difference was so great that it was as if they had not been born of the same mother.

The other Demon Gods felt their scalps tingle as they watched.

Yang Mei's mouth twitched. "I just said he could kill me with one swing of his axe. Now it seems... that might actually be true."

Mingyuan's expression was grave, and the fingers gripping the Fate Compass tightened slightly.

He had always considered himself among the top three Demon Gods, yet merely standing there, Pangu made him feel immense pressure.

Just as everyone was still stunned, the giant suddenly moved.

Pangu lowered his head, sweeping his gaze across the boundless Chaos before it settled precisely in Shichen's direction.

He grinned, his voice booming like a great bell and blasting apart layers of Chaos Qi.

"Shichen! I am taking your first place!"

As those words fell, thousands of Origin Dao Marks high above the Chaos trembled at once.

The struggle for rank concerned a Demon God's origin and the Great Dao's recognition. Pangu's words were a public declaration that he intended to seize the foremost position among the three thousand Demon Gods.

If he won, every Demon God's ranking would be pushed back by one place, and their Origin Weight would weaken accordingly.

"Insolence!"

"Why should you?"

Quite a few mid- and low-ranking Demon Gods immediately shouted in fury. Laws rose around them as they prepared to join forces and exert pressure.

Pangu merely threw back his head and laughed.

His laughter was filled with arrogant disdain for the world. He raised a hand and gripped the Pangu Axe, angling its blade toward the ground as terrifying waves of power surged higher and higher.

"Those who do not wish to yield, come and stop me."

"Those who cannot stop me can get the hell out of my way!"

Before his voice had faded, he stamped his foot, and the Chaos across hundreds of millions of light-years shook three times.

Pangu carried his massive axe and walked step by step toward Shichen. With every step, a portion of Chaos Space shattered apart, while the violent Law of Strength swept in all directions with an unstoppable momentum.

The lower-ranking Demon Gods turned pale and instinctively retreated, not even daring to breathe loudly.

High above the Chaos, the Origin Dao Pearl engraved with the character "Strength" began soaring wildly upward from its three-thousandth position at a speed visible to the naked eye.