I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

This is truly... an incredibly wonderful thing.

Jiang Wang could almost imagine the expression on the face of the great being who created the world if he appeared now and told Pangu, "Actually, I was the one who killed him."

Shock? Anger? Or... murderous intent?
Given Pangu's pride, he would probably just swing his axe at him directly.

After all, in Pangu's view, it would be almost impossible for Jiang Wang, who had already attained the Primordial Chaos Realm, to push the Great Dao of Space to the third level of the Saint Realm in a short period of time.

But raising eyebrows is different.

That Space Demon God was originally the embodiment of the Great Dao of Space. He was already half a step into the Primordial Chaos when the world was created. It is reasonable that he has now recovered to the third level of the Saint Realm, or even higher.

Therefore... Pangu preferred to believe that Yangmei was the one who made the move rather than that it was himself, the "rising star."

done.

Jiang Wang's smile deepened.

That's what true depth and heritage are all about.

Yangmei Laoxian took on a huge burden, but ended up getting a huge advantage.

Just as he was secretly pleased with himself, a familiar system notification sounded in his mind, carrying a hint of mechanical quality:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the super hidden mission: Make a saint-level being take the blame for you (Perfect Level)]

[Task Evaluation: Your success in getting Pangu and Houtu to kill the Xuanhuang Realm Dragon Clan is entirely thanks to Yangmei Laoxian, and you did not reveal your whereabouts, perfectly fulfilling the hidden conditions!]

[Rewards: 1 x Origin-level Body Refining Technique "Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record" (Complete Version), 1 x Super Lottery Chance]

Jiang Wang's eyes lit up.

The Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record?
With a thought, an ancient jade slip with a chaotic color appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

On the jade slip, nine large ancient seal characters flowed with powerful strokes, radiating a chilling aura:
The Nine-Turn Spiritual Treasure Record.

Jiang Wang's consciousness sank into it, and after a while, his expression gradually became strange.

This technique... is indeed powerful.

Ridiculously strong.

With the first transformation, one can refine their physical body to the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The second transformation is the acquired spiritual treasure.

The third transformation is the innate spiritual treasure.

The fourth transformation is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Fifth stage, low-grade innate treasure.

The sixth stage, a mid-grade innate supreme treasure.

The seventh stage, a superior-grade innate treasure.

Eighth Transformation... Primordial Spiritual Treasure!
The ninth transformation... directly transforms into a Chaos Spiritual Treasure!
Jiang Wang gasped.

If this technique is practiced to the ninth level, the physical body will be equivalent to a Chaos Spiritual Treasure!
It's a whole level higher than Pangu's axe that split the heavens and earth!

But soon, he saw the experience points required for the technique.

First job advancement: 100 million experience points.

Second turn: One billion.

Third turn: 10 billion.

Fourth turnaround: 100 billion.

Fifth turn: One trillion.

Sixth turn: Ten trillion.

Seventh turn: 100 billion.

Eighth turn: Billion billion.

Ninth turn: 10 billion billion.

Jiang Wang's lips twitched.

This experience requirement is... absolutely insane.

His total experience points are only a mere 500 billion, far from even reaching the fifth rank.

But soon, he laughed again.

Because he thought of his cheat code.

System-generated items: Double experience, experience boost, experience plunder...

If all the methods accumulated over the years were used...

Jiang Wang licked his lips, a burning light flashing in his eyes.

Become stronger.

Becoming stronger is the only truth.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of agreement that the system was "highly costly."

theory.

No matter how high the cost, it's worth it as long as it makes me stronger.

"Super Lottery..."

Jiang Wang murmured, "I hope I can draw something good."

But before that, he had something more important to do.

Receive the merits of the Great Way.

Jiang Wang's figure flashed, and he had already disappeared into the boundless chaos beyond the primordial world.

In the chaos, there is no top or bottom, no left or right, and billions of chaotic currents surge like an eternal storm.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes, but his divine sense had already connected to the mysterious Great Dao Merit Ranking.

The next moment, a golden light descended from nothingness and landed in his palm.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes and looked closely.

A palm-sized golden jade plaque for accumulating merit, engraved with two large, elegant characters:
One hundred.

one hundred.

Great merit, one hundred yuan.

Jiang Wang's smile froze instantly.

"system."

His voice was eerily calm, "This is one hundred yuan of Great Dao merit?"

Yes, host.

The system voice remained mechanical: "This invasion of the Xuanhuang Realm is a level C threat. According to the established rules of the Great Dao, the basic merit gained from killing the invaders is 100 yuan."

】

"When the World-Destroying Mad Heaven invaded, I killed that guy. How much did I get?"

[Ten trillion merits of the Great Way.]

】

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood in his chest.

"Different threat levels?"

The World Destroyer intends to destroy the primordial world; its threat level is SSS.

The Xuanhuang Realm Dragon Clan only wants to occupy the prehistoric world, and their threat level is C.

The two differ by trillions of times.

】

Jiang Wang remained silent for a long time, so long that even the chaotic energy around him automatically avoided him.

Finally, he chuckled softly.

"never mind."

He looked up at the endless chaos, his voice so soft it was as if he were talking to himself:

"Although the merit points are few, the system rewards... are quite substantial."

The Nine Revolutions Spiritual Treasure Record.

Super lottery.

This is the real gain.

The Great Dao's schemes? He has his own system to rely on.

Should a saint take the blame? He accepted it with a smile.

Jiang Wang turned around, preparing to tear through space and return to the primordial world.

at this time.

boom!
From the depths of chaos, a deafening roar suddenly resounded.

Jiang Wang suddenly looked up.

In the far distance, a gigantic three-legged golden crow soared through the chaos. Each feather of the crow was ablaze with pure golden flames, within which countless worlds could be faintly seen rising and falling.

With a single flap of its wings, it incinerated billions of miles of chaos.

It roared to the sky, and its roar transformed into real fire from the sun, crashing down into the depths of chaos.

There, a world barrier is slowly taking shape.

That world was incredibly thick, with mountains and rivers, the earth's membrane, and even spiritual energy slowly being nurtured within it.

It is clearly a new world, being created amidst chaos.

The three-legged golden crow was actually going to use its own solar fire to forcefully shatter the barrier of this world!
Jiang Wang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He recognized the golden crow.

The tenth son of Emperor Jun.

The legendary Lu Ya Daojun, who, in later generations, smashed Tang Sanzang's physical body with his head.

At this moment, amidst the chaos, they are doing something earth-shattering.

boom!
Another burst of true solar fire struck the world barrier.

The world barrier trembled violently, yet became increasingly solid, and there was even a faint backlash that shook the three-legged golden crow, causing its feathers to fall.

But it grew increasingly frantic, flapping its wings faster and faster, and emitting sharp hissing cries:
"Open up! Open up! I want this world to be free of all constraints!"

As Jiang Wang watched this scene, a mocking smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"dream."

He murmured softly, his voice fading into the darkness, unheard by anyone.

But those two words carried an almost cruel irony.

It was as if I were watching a ridiculous, clown.

Amidst the surging chaos, like boiling lead and mercury, a towering figure emerged from the vast expanse of gray fog, treading upon the waves.

The man was dressed in a gray-blue hemp robe, with a dull jade disc hanging from his waist. His face was ancient and his brow bones were high. He was none other than Jiang Wang, who was now disguised as "Pangu" in the form of an entertainer's mask.

True body.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through layers of chaotic mist, firmly locking onto that one point of blazing golden light in front of him.

Amidst the golden light, a three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and cried out, its body ablaze with the true fire of the sun, burning away the surrounding chaotic energy.

The Golden Crow's wingspan is three million miles. With each flap of its wings, a small world suddenly forms behind it, only to crumble in the next instant due to the instability of its laws.

It was Lu Ya, who was now using himself as a furnace and the Chaos Bell as a hammer to forcibly create a new world.

Jiang Wang watched from afar and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Creating the world... that's quite a bold idea."

With a thought, his figure suddenly rose hundreds of millions of feet, his hemp clothes fluttering in the wind, and the jade disc in his hand transformed into a three-foot axe shadow. Although it was only a phantom, it already carried a terrifying, earth-shattering sharpness.

Before the axe even arrived, chaos had already parted to create a straight path, pointing directly at Lu Ya.

Lu Ya noticed the unusual movement, turned around abruptly, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Pangu?!"

Almost instinctively, it summoned the Chaos Bell. The ancient, gray bell swelled in the wind, its surface swirling with Dao patterns, as if countless chaotic demons were wailing within its walls.

Before the bell rang, an immeasurable pressure suppressed the chaos in all directions, as if even time itself had been frozen.

However, Jiang Wang only lightly swung his axe.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any devastating light.

That axe strike seemed like a casual swing, but the Chaos Bell was as if it had been grabbed by an invisible giant hand, flying backward with its mouth facing down, firmly pinning it to Lu Ya's head.

The bell tolled backward, pouring entirely into Lu Ya's body, causing the true solar fire around him to dim by three points instantly.

Lu Ya was filled with shock and anger. His wings flapped wildly, and he transformed into a human form, a handsome young man. His crimson-gold feather robe was burning fiercely, and above his head was a nine-story pagoda-shaped gourd for slaying immortals. The gourd's mouth was slightly open, and white light was faintly visible.

"You dare!"

He roared, and a white light flew out of the gourd, transforming into a ten-foot-long flying knife with the words "Please turn around, my darling" written on its back. The knife flashed and aimed straight for Jiang Wang's throat.

Jiang Wang didn't even bother to dodge; he simply extended two fingers and gently pinched the skin.

Zheng!
The throwing knife was caught between his fingers, unable to break free.

Jiang Wang exerted a slight force, and the throwing knife let out a mournful cry, transforming back into a white light and flying back into the gourd. The gourd's mouth slammed shut with a "bang."

The earth is sealed shut and can never be opened again.

Lu Ya's face turned pale. With the Chaos Bell suppressing him and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd sealed, he had no one left to rely on.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the "Pangu" before him, his voice hoarse: "Who exactly are you? The real Pangu has long since perished, you imposter..."

Jiang Wang smiled, his voice deep and vast, carrying the boundless expanse of the primordial chaos: "What does it matter if it's true or false? I'll borrow your treasure for a while today."

He raised his hand and summoned the Chaos Bell and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, which flew up and landed in his sleeve.

Lu Ya felt his entire body's magical power sealed by the bell's sound, and he couldn't even maintain his transformation. He reverted to his three-legged golden crow form and was fixed in mid-air by an invisible force.

Jiang Wang stepped forward, reached out and stroked the burning tail feathers of the Golden Crow, and exclaimed, "What a beautiful tail! If you used it to make a fan, it would surely be able to fan out the Samadhi True Fire."

Lu Ya was furious, almost bursting his feathers: "You brat, how dare you!"

Jiang Wang ignored him and reached out with his five fingers, plucking out the nine longest golden-red tail feathers. Each feather carried the true fire of the sun and fragments of the Great Dao, so hot that it burned black holes out of the chaos.

He casually tucked the nine tail feathers into his sleeve and turned to leave.

"Come back and demand your revenge when you have truly succeeded in creating the world... if you are still alive."

The sound faded into the distance, and the towering figure gradually disappeared into the chaotic mist, as if it had never existed.

Lu Ya was suspended in mid-air, his tail feathers plucked out, his flesh mangled and bloody, the pain excruciating, but it paled in comparison to the humiliation he felt.

It stared at the direction Jiang Wang had left, its eyes bloodshot, and after a long while, it slowly closed its eyes.

"No rush... Once I have accomplished the creation of the heavens and received the rewards of the Great Dao, and attained the Primordial Chaos Realm, I will make you repay me a hundredfold!"

It forcefully suppressed its anger and continued to activate the Chaos Bell, creating a new world.

However, without the protection of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and with its origin damaged by Jiang Wang's axe, the world barrier became increasingly unstable, and the consumption of primordial power intensified. Every inch of territory expanded required paying ten times the previous price.

Lu Ya gritted his teeth and held on desperately.

"Hold on...we must hold on until the creation of the world is complete..."

Meanwhile, in the primordial outer heavens, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, his hair and beard all white, staring expressionlessly at a water mirror below.

In the water mirror, Lu Ya was struggling to open the heavens.

"Progress is too slow."

Hongjun's voice was indifferent, as if he were merely stating a trivial fact.

"If this world is formed, it will only be a small world, which is not enough to contain the power of a Saint above the fourth level. It is far from enough to deal with Pangu."

He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the endless void and landing in the direction of the Primordial Xuanhuang Realm.

"The passage to the Xuanhuang Realm is narrow, only allowing saints of the third heaven to pass through. If Pangu were to break in, it would only benefit him and allow him to gain merit from the Great Dao... This is unacceptable."

Hongjun slowly stood up, flicked his whisk, and his figure disappeared into the Zixiao Palace.

The next instant, he appeared at the bottom of an extinct volcano in Jambudvipa.

Deep within the volcano, an ancient formation covered in lava slowly glowed with a dark red light.

That was an interdimensional passage left behind by the ancient Phoenix Clan, leading directly to the Nine-Colored Realm, the homeland of the Primordial Phoenix.

Hongjun stepped into the formation, his figure engulfed by the flames.

He needs to borrow a fire.

A fire powerful enough to burn through the primordial world and the new world.

Inside the Chaos Pearl, the small world was bathed in bright sunlight.

Jiang Wang revealed his true form, dressed in a black robe, handsome to the point of being almost demonic, and was playing with the Chaos Bell and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd that he had just acquired.

System notifications kept ringing in his mind:

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the innate treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell (fragment), and gained 30 billion experience points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Innate Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd! Experience Points +8 million!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have collected the Three Treasures of Creation (Fragment of the Creation Axe, Chaos Pearl, and Eastern Emperor Bell). You can synthesize the complete Creation Axe now. Do you wish to synthesize it immediately?]

Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes.

"After synthesizing, submit it directly to the system to earn a net gain of 5 million experience points... No rush, let's wait a bit longer."

He stored the two treasures in the system warehouse and turned his gaze to a spot not far away.

There, the nine purple-gold dragons were tightly bound by the Chaos Pearl's primordial chains. Each dragon head angrily spewed dragon breath, yet not a single scale was scorched.

That was the nine-headed Saint-level dragon that he had captured alive not long ago. The leader's dragon head was the most ferocious, with dragon horns like cast purple gold and dragon whiskers flying. It was none other than Ao Batian, a famous dragon of the dragon clan.

Jiang Wang walked over slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled gently: "Ao Batian, is that right? I have a favor to ask."

Nine dragon heads glared at him simultaneously, the one in the middle, Ao Batian, sneered: "The dragon race will not be slaves! If you dare to insult me, sooner or later my clan's third prince will raze this little world to the ground!" (End of this chapter)