Crossing the Primordial World and Becoming the Creation Green Lotus Awaiting Slaughter

Before the chaos had opened, the primordial void remained unjudged.

Endless primordial chaos surged and roared. There was no heaven or earth, no sun or moon, and certainly no living beings—only the eternal, unchanging gloom and violence.

Three thousand chaos gods occupied every corner, each wielding a chaos dao. Their auras were monstrous as they wantonly devoured primordial spiritual energy. The entire chaos was filled with cold slaughter and the collision of dao principles.

At the core of the chaos, a giant who stood between heaven and earth sat quietly.

His body was billions of feet tall, his muscles knotted like eternal divine mountains. When he opened his eyes, they were more brilliant than the sun and moon. In his hand, he gripped a giant axe that pierced through the chaos; upon its blade flowed the supreme divine power to split heaven and earth.

He was Pangu!

Wielding the Creation-Splitting Great Dao, he took the opening of the heavens as his own mission, desiring to shatter the chaos and evolve a new world!

"Open the heavens!"

A roar that shook the chaos resounded through the nine heavens!

Pangu gripped the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe and swung it violently!

There were no earth-shattering visions, only a seemingly plain axe light that sliced through the endless chaos.

In an instant, the chaos shattered!

The clear qi rose to become heaven; the turbid qi sank to become earth!

The Primordial World was thus opened!

However, opening the heavens defied the Great Dao, drawing the frantic resistance of the chaos gods. Pangu held his divine axe and slaughtered in all directions. All three thousand gods fell beneath the axe, but he had exhausted all his divine power.

The heaven and earth were newly formed and unstable, threatening to collapse back together.

To ensure the Primordial World would not perish, Pangu held up the sky with his own body, standing between heaven and earth for billions of years until the world was completely stabilized and showed no signs of collapsing.

And he, too, was exhausted, reaching the end of his life.

Before he passed, Pangu's body collapsed with a boom. His primordial spirit split into three, scattering across the Primordial World; his essence blood transformed into twelve drops, gestating the Twelve Ancestral Witches; his muscles became mountains and land, his blood became rivers and seas, his hair became vegetation, his eyes became the sun, moon, and stars, and his breath became wind, rain, thunder, and lightning...

With his own supreme body, he achieved the entire Primordial World!

Endless clear qi from the creation of the world permeated the air, and the world was filled with dense spiritual energy. Everywhere was the purest innate energy, and countless innate spiritual roots and innate supreme treasures were born alongside the world, scattering across the Primordial World.

In the final aftermath of the creation, a mysterious cyan light containing endless aura of creation avoided all the baleful qi of the creation. Like a rootless duckweed, it drifted gently and fell into the newly born Primordial World.

The light landed, plunging straight into a lake at the center of a small world, where it quietly settled.

Time passed like a flowing river.

The Primordial World continued to evolve. The earth rose, rivers flowed, and the innate spiritual energy was dense to the extreme. Yet, living beings remained scarce, and fierce beasts had not yet been born; everything was in its most primitive state.

No one knew that in this hidden small world, a soul that did not belong to the Primordial World was hidden within that silent cyan light.

I do not know how many immeasurable kalpas passed.

"Hmm..."

A faint murmur of consciousness sounded softly in the small world.

The originally silent cyan light finally had a ripple, and an ignorant consciousness slowly awakened from its long slumber.

The consciousness was very blurry, as if separated by a thick layer of fog. It could not distinguish who it was, nor did it know where it was. There was only endless tranquility and the warm, comfortable aura lingering around it.

This aura was so pure that inhaling a wisp made the ignorant consciousness feel incredibly comfortable, and the originally scattered consciousness gradually began to coalesce.

As the consciousness became clearer, segments of strange memories and inheritances of the Primordial World poured into this consciousness like a tide.

Li Changsheng was the owner of this consciousness.

When all the memories were thoroughly digested, Li Changsheng's entire consciousness froze. His originally ignorant thoughts were instantly submerged by monstrous shock and panic!

He had transmigrated!

He had transmigrated into the legendary Primordial World!

Not a myth, not a novel fabrication, but the real, newly born Primordial World!

And his true form was not an innate divine beast, nor an innate god, but an innate spiritual root!

A cyan lotus rooted in the lake at the center of a small world!

"Creation Green Lotus! It's actually the Creation Green Lotus!"

Li Changsheng's consciousness trembled wildly, and stormy waves surged in his heart. Fear, like vines, instantly wrapped around his entire mind, making him almost suffocate.

As a web-novel enthusiast who had read countless Primordial World novels in his past life, how could he not know the great name of the Creation Green Lotus!

It was transformed from the core essence seed of the Primordial Chaos Lotus. It was the true number one innate spiritual root of the Primordial World, containing the supreme Creation Great Dao. It was the most heaven-defying supreme-treasure-level spiritual root in the Primordial World!

But this heaven-defying status was not a benefit for Li Changsheng; it was a fatal disaster!

Li Changsheng clearly remembered that in the Primordial World plot, the Creation Green Lotus was dismembered by the Three Pure Ones—who were formed from Pangu's primordial spirit—before Hongjun preached. It was transformed into three treasures for attaining the Dao!

The Grand Supreme Elder Lord's Dragon-Headed Staff, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Three Treasures Ruyi, and Lord Tongtian's Green Duckweed Sword were all transformed from the Creation Green Lotus!

In other words, he was now a piece of fat meat waiting to be slaughtered. Once the Three Pure Ones were born, they would surely pull him up by the roots, dismember him alive, and refine him into their treasures for attaining the Dao!

"What kind of disastrous start is this!"

Li Changsheng wanted to roar, but he could not make a sound. He was just a lotus flower; he did not even have the ability to speak!

What made him even more desperate was that the laws of the Primordial World were strict and severe. Innate spiritual roots were naturally shackled by the Heavenly Dao, and the more supreme the root, the harder it was to take human form.

As a Creation Green Lotus, he could be called the foremost of all Primordial spiritual roots, and the Heavenly Dao would never permit him to take form and enter the world.

Without a human form, he had no power to resist; he could only watch helplessly as he waited to be plucked, dismembered, and refined.

On one side was the fated destiny of being dismembered by the Three Pure Ones, and on the other was the shackle of the Heavenly Dao that prevented him from taking form. These two dead ends completely blocked off all of Li Changsheng's paths to survival.

I just transmigrated, and I'm already fated to die?

Why! When others transmigrate to the Primordial World, they either find a powerful backer or obtain supreme treasures. I transmigrate, and I'm immediately a lamb waiting for the slaughter?

Li Changsheng was filled with unwillingness, his despair reaching its peak.

Was his transmigration career going to end just as it had begun?

Just as he sank into total despair, the timeline in his mind suddenly became clear, and a faint glimmer of hope ignited in the depths of his heart.

The time he was currently in was just after the Primordial World had been opened, before the Monstrous Beast Calamity had even begun. The first batch of innate living beings had not yet been born, and there were still endless, long years until the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the emergence of the Three Pure Ones.

Furthermore, the Primordial Heavenly Dao was still in gestation; its rules were not yet perfect, and there were loopholes everywhere.

Since the rules were imperfect, he might not be without a chance to break the shackles and successfully take human form.

As long as he could take form, he could escape the fate of a spiritual root, no longer wait to be dismembered, and survive in the Primordial World.

Death was certain either way, so he might as well fight for it.

Thinking of this, Li Changsheng suppressed the panic and despair in his heart. He stopped letting his mind wander and began to drive his only sliver of consciousness, instinctively inhaling and exhaling the surrounding innate spiritual energy.

His true form was a green lotus bud waiting to bloom, rooted in the lake beneath him.

Only now did he truly see the environment he was in.

The lake beneath him was boundless, occupying half of the small world. The lake water was not a common color, but a slow, swirling interweaving of crimson, deep purple, and silvery-white divine light.

Wherever the three-colored divine light spilled, even space rippled. Every drop of the lake water was innate spiritual liquid condensed over countless ages, billions of times more precious than any immortal water in the later Primordial World.

It was the famous, top-tier holy object: Three Radiances Divine Water.

Above the lake, thick white mist lingered, dreamlike and illusory, like a fairyland.

Within the white mist, there was a rich aura of creation and innate Dao rhymes. As it drifted gently and landed on the lotus petals, his true form felt endless vitality.

In this small world, there were no natural enemies and no strife, only an inexhaustible supply of innate spiritual energy. It could be called the number one blessed land of the Primordial World.

Clearly, this small world was the natural habitat of the Creation Green Lotus.

Li Changsheng did not dare to be the least bit slack. His consciousness firmly controlled his true form, crazily absorbing the three-colored divine light from the lake and the innate spiritual energy from the air.

Streams of extremely pure energy surged through the lotus stem into the lotus body. The originally slightly green petals gradually became lush and dripping with color, and mysterious, complex innate Dao patterns emerged on their surface, flowing with light and radiating the Dao rhyme of creation.

The tightly closed bud also became increasingly full and delicate, as if it would bloom at any moment, revealing the most heaven-defying flower in the Primordial World.

Time passed silently once more.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years...

For the living beings of the Primordial World, time was nothing more than a snap of the fingers. Li Changsheng was immersed in cultivation, unaware of the passing of ages.

He could clearly feel his aura growing stronger and the power of creation contained within his true form becoming more and more majestic. The innate spiritual energy around him became so dense it turned into liquid, completely enveloping him.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, and no matter how much his cultivation improved, that invisible shackle of the Heavenly Dao remained locked tightly onto his true form, with no sign of taking human form.

It was as if "Innate spiritual roots cannot take human form" was an eternal law of the world, one that could not be defied.

But at the thought of being refined in an instant, the bud atop Li Changsheng's head nearly split open, ready to bloom directly.

No, he could not just admit defeat like this. In his previous life, the mysterious ancient eastern country was full of people who loved to grind, and he had even gotten into a key university!

If he ground away here, he could not only save his life!

If he took human form with his own foundation, he would be a big shot regardless!

Grinding is good; if he didn't grind now, when would he ever be able to lie flat?

Grind, grind until he died. Li Changsheng didn't believe it; he was a transmigrator, after all, so taking human form shouldn't be that difficult!

As long as the Heavenly Dao is not yet perfect, I still have a chance! Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I will fight to the end!

Li Changsheng braced himself, and the despair in his heart was completely replaced by unwillingness.

He threw himself into cultivation once more, more crazily and desperately than before.

He drove all his consciousness to absorb the origin divine light from the depths of the three-colored lake and devoured the densest innate spiritual energy in the small world. His lotus stem rooted crazily, reaching deep into the bottom of the lake to absorb the origin energy left over from the opening of the world.

In his spare time from cultivation, Li Changsheng used his increasingly powerful divine sense to begin carefully exploring this small world he inhabited.

He didn't know until he looked, but upon exploring, Li Changsheng was stunned.

This small world was far more magical than he had imagined!

In addition to the three-colored lake in the center, countless strange flowers and grasses grew on the land surrounding the small world, each one an innate spiritual root that had gone extinct in the later Primordial World!

Three-inch-long Innate Ginseng Seedlings emitted a refreshing, exotic fragrance; small trees with golden fruits hanging from their branches contained endless life Dao rhymes; and there were immortal grasses with crystal-clear leaves flowing with rosy light—any one of them would have the living beings of the later Primordial World fighting to the death!

Innate Vermilion Fruit, Nine-Turn Soul-Revival Grass, Innate Enlightenment Vine... they were too numerous to count!

The ground was covered in heavenly treasures and innate spiritual roots; the entire small world was a mobile innate treasury!

Li Changsheng watched in amazement, his heart filled with sighs.

No matter how good these opportunities were, he could not take human form to harvest them; in the end, they were like flowers in a mirror or the moon in the water—visible but untouchable.

Therefore, he had to keep grinding!

Give up? Lie flat?

That was just waiting for death!

Grind a little more, and grind out a happy life!

He did not know how many long years had passed since then.

Boom!

A terrifying vitality erupted from Li Changsheng's main body.

On his verdant lotus stem, a brand-new lotus leaf slowly sprouted!

This leaf was larger and greener than the original ones, and the innate Dao patterns on its surface were even more complex and profound. With a gentle sway, it stirred up a massive amount of surrounding innate spiritual energy, and the power of creation it contained was thicker than all his previous leaves combined!

Li Changsheng could clearly feel that his strength had surged by a full hundred percent!

His foundation was becoming increasingly stable, and his insight into the rules of the Heavenly Dao had deepened as well!

Although he still hadn't broken his shackles to take human form, he had undeniably grown stronger!

Progress! There is real progress!

Even if I haven't bloomed, I've grown a new leaf. As long as I keep getting stronger, one day I will find a loophole to take human form!

The Three Pure Ones want to carve me up? Once I take human form and enter the world, it's not certain who will be afraid of whom!

Counting it up, he was of the same generation as their uncle; after all, the Creation Green Lotus had nurtured Pangu, so Pangu could be considered his cousin.

Li Changsheng was ecstatic in his heart, constantly comforting himself. The heartstrings that had been taut for countless years finally relaxed a little.

As long as there was hope, he would not give up!

Life was truly becoming something to look forward to!

He was immersed in the joy of his increased strength, thinking about how to further his cultivation and break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.

Just then!

A heavy voice, carrying a hint of faint mockery, exploded directly within his sea of consciousness without any warning!