Pan Xuan laid out his vision.
He began with the current state of the Divine Dao System.
The Divine Dao Network covered the Primordial World's mountains and lands, rivers, lakes, and seas, the winds and clouds of the heavens, and the Netherworld Blood Sea, but one domain remained blank: burial.
When living beings in the Primordial World died, their souls dissipated and returned to heaven and earth, or fell into the Blood Sea and became turbid, baleful energy.
No one had ever thought of holding funerals for the dead, giving departed souls a dignified resting place.
If they were to hold a funeral for Father God Pangu...
The first funeral in the Primordial World would establish the Way of Burial in the Father God's name.
Then Randeng would be invested as the God of Burial, presiding over this Dao.
The Divine Dao System would thus cover the Primordial World's final blank domain, leaving nothing out, from life to death, from heaven and earth to all living beings.
As for the compatibility between Randeng's Way of Annihilation and the Way of Burial...
It was a match made in heaven. A coffin was a resting place for departed souls.
The Glazed Lamp was a beacon guiding departed souls. Randeng's very existence was the embodiment of the Way of Burial.
Randeng listened quietly.
When Pan Xuan spoke of "holding a funeral for Father God Pangu," his fingers trembled slightly.
When Pan Xuan uttered the words "Way of Burial," something deep within his Primordial Spirit seemed to be abruptly stirred.
It was an exceedingly strange sensation.
He had cultivated the Way of Annihilation for long ages, contemplating the ultimate principle of all things returning to stillness ever since he had taken form.
But what was "annihilation"? Where did all things go after returning to