This is so dishonest!

Chapter 351 Pangu's Perverse Pleasures: One Ancient Becomes Three Ancient Beginnings, Three Ancient Beginnings Subdue All Ages [8k, Extra Large]

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The primordial wilderness, Kaiming Mountain.

Shortly before the Three Pure Ones set off, Houtu happened to be doing something important.

"The fate of Pangu, the Great God—no, I mean Father God—whether his heart can be repaired from a fake to a real one depends on this one moment!"

At the center of the twelve altars, Houtu bowed three times in the direction of Buzhou Mountain with a devout expression.

Houtu originally planned to build a Pangu Temple, and then create a statue of Pangu or a memorial tablet to worship him.

When it comes to recognizing a father figure, one naturally needs to be a bit more professional.

Unfortunately, Houtu discovered that while the Pangu Temple was easy to create, the Pangu statue itself was impossible to sculpt, as was the Pangu memorial tablet.

Therefore, Houtu had no choice but to worship the Heavenly Pillar.

"Father God above, I know that you have always cared for the primordial world and loved all living beings. We, the ancestral witches, are willing to inherit your will and carry on your great path!"

After saying this, Houtu took out the Wuji Ding and began the final ceremony.

"As long as the heart remains, the dream remains, and true love still exists in the world!"

"Father God, you love all living beings and care for all living beings. If you have heard my prayer, please lend me a helping hand!"

A desolate and mysterious melody resounded from the center of the altar.

Houtu, dressed in the attire of a witch god, manifested in twelve forms, each wielding a ritual implement, singing and dancing.

A shaman is a female who performs rituals to invoke spirits through dance.

Houtu performed the dance of the witch god, asking Pangu to perform a divine miracle!

Boom! ! !
On the mountain of enlightenment, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed.

Suddenly, the winds rose and the clouds surged, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

"The soul is back!"

Houtu's twelve divine forms flipped her hand, and twelve banners appeared in the sky: the banner of Jumang, the banner of Gonggong, the banner of Rushou, and the banner of Zhurong.
Kaka! !
Amidst the roar of thunder and lightning, Qiang Liang, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, and Xi Zi, the Ancestral Witch of Lightning, were the first to appear.

Then, figures gathered together.

"I am the Ancestral Witch of Space, Dijiang!"

Dijiang's body resembled a yellow sack, as red as cinnabar fire, with six legs and four wings.

"I am the Ancestral Sovereign of Weather, Shebishi!"

Shebi's corpse revealed itself to be a human-faced beast with dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from them.

"I am Jumang, the ancestral witch of wood!" "I am Gonggong, the ancestral witch of water!" "I am Rushou, the ancestral witch of metal!" "I am Zhurong, the ancestral witch of fire!"
One after another, ancestral witches were born into the world.

They ride bamboo dragons, black pythons, wield golden spears, control flames, gather storms, or manipulate time.
The divine light of the laws converged into a river, illuminating eternity.

In the void, twelve figures of light laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

Houtu opened her arms wide, beaming with joy: "Brothers and sisters, congratulations on your rebirth!"

They bowed to Houtu and said in unison, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Houtu!"

The ancestral witches were reborn, and they were all overjoyed.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Wu Luo, what kind of Ancestral Witch are you?" At this moment, Di Jiang looked at Wu Luo curiously.

He still looked like a young man in black, with naturally thin lips and a serious demeanor.

Faced with the question from the eldest brother, Dijiang, Wuluo pondered for a moment before speaking: "According to our Ancestral Witch Plan, we not only need top-notch combat power, but also need to have our own race."

"In that case, I don't need the name of the Ancestral Witch. I can directly serve as the High Priest of the Witch Clan in the future and be responsible for cultivating the next generation of the Witch Clan."

"Of course, if you really want me to have a title, you can call me—the Ancestral Witch of Martial Arts!"

After he finished speaking, golden flames suddenly flew up from the Crimson Palace, the heart of Wu Luo.

His surging blood and energy surged through his acupoints.

The 365 major acupoints on the body radiate boundless light, like eternal stars or a dazzling world.

A wisp of martial arts divine thought condensed, bringing terrifying pressure to the ancestral witches present.

"High Priest? Ancestral Witch of Martial Arts? Both are good!!"

The ancestral witches laughed heartily; they were also free spirits and did not adhere to any particular title.

Regardless of which title Wu Luo uses, they intend to call themselves the "Twelve Ancestral Witches".

As for the fact that there are thirteen or so Ancestral Witches, that's not a problem.

Our ancestral witches adopt a shift system, always keeping one person on rotation for rest. Who can object to that?
"Now that we have all been reborn, what about Pangu's heart?" After their joy, the Ancestral Witches did not forget the important matter.

They turned and stared at the Wuji Ding, but heard no sound for a long time.

"Failed?" The ancestral witches were somewhat disappointed.

Could it be that God the Father did not hear our prayers?

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. Our reunion this time is already a blessing from God the Father!"

Houtu, the Ancestral Witch of Earth, comforted us, saying, "Failure is the mother of success. Even if you fail this time, you will succeed next time."

It would be a lie to say I have no regrets.

However, Houtu also knew just how difficult it would be to create Pangu's heart.

This is no less than the rebirth of the primordial sun and moon.

Even more so.

It's normal to fail a few times.

Just as Houtu was preparing to clean up the altar and wait for the next opportunity, a sound suddenly came from the Wuji Cauldron.

Plop~~
Powerful and vigorous, like the beating of a drum.

The ancestral shamans stared wide-eyed at the Wuji Ding in disbelief.

"This is."

Plop~~
Another loud bang, as if it stirred the pulse of the earth.

The ancestral witches were deeply shaken.

"It's a heartbeat! It really is a heartbeat!"

Their faces showed ecstasy.

"We've made it so real!"

Then, from the Wuji Ding came the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth heartbeats.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The powerful heartbeats seemed to be responding to the ancestral witches.

The ancestral witches quickly went forward to investigate.

Within the Wuji Cauldron, a mysterious yellow energy was surging forth, and amidst the rolling spiritual energy, a vibrant heart was beating.

"This, this, this"

The ancestral witches were so excited that they became incoherent.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Dijiang, with the demeanor of an elder brother, was the first to regain his composure and then bowed deeply to the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar.

"Thank you, Father God, for your great love!"

The other ancestral witches also suppressed their excitement and bowed towards Mount Buzhou.

"Father God above, we will never forget your grace, and will do our utmost to love all living beings!"

After the ancestral shamans finished their worship, they discovered that Pangu's heart was beating even more powerfully.

Dijiang was overjoyed: "Look, everyone, this is the Father God responding to us!"

"The boss is right!" The ancestral witches grinned from ear to ear.

This is Pangu's heart! This is Pangu's heart!

Its value is immeasurable.

More importantly, they modified Pangu's heart to make it look real. What does this mean?
This means that the great god Pangu has approved of them!

However, just as the ancestral witches were beaming with joy, the heartbeat inside the Wuji Cauldron suddenly quickened.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The rapid heartbeats, like a dense drumbeat, turned the ancestral witches' surprise into horror.

They discovered that their heartbeats gradually synchronized with the beating frequency of Pangu's heart.

The pressure from such a rapid heartbeat was unbearable for them.

"Hold on!"

[The Ancestral Witch of Electricity] Xi Zi (Xuan Qing's alternate name) shouted, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, his eyes bloodshot:
"This must be a test from God the Father. We must all hold on!"

"Correct!"

[Space Ancestral Witch] Dijiang gritted his teeth and said, "How can one gain the Father God's final approval without undergoing trials?"

"We are currently in the primordial world, and we haven't even gone to the creation era to obtain certification, yet we have already received the Father God's gift. What is this little test?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately felt that it made sense.

What is the identity of the god Pangu?
That is the creator god, the origin of countless beings, and the beginning of all things in the primordial world.

If you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight.

Who can receive Pangu's gift without undergoing trials?
The Three Pure Ones, having obtained the true lineage of Pangu, were all destined to be struck down in the era of creation.

Compared to facing Pangu's Axe, what are they?
"Isn't it just about being connected with the Father God heart to heart?"

"We are the inheritors of the Great Dao of Pangu. If we can't even do this, what kind of ancestral witches are we!"

The thirteen ancestral witches gritted their teeth, their faces contorted in a ferocious and terrifying manner.

At this moment, it is not only their heartbeats that resonate, but also their great Dao.

Under this repeated resonance, all thirteen ancestral witches were tormented to the point of near death.

Dijiang, Houtu, Xizi, Qiangliang, Jumang, Zhurong, Shebishi, and Zhujiuyin died and were reborn time and time again.

This went on for an unknown period of time.

Finally, his physical form and spirit stabilized, and he began to adapt to Pangu's heartbeat.

At this moment, their path was also elevated!
The Five Elements, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Time, Space, Weather, and Martial Arts—thirteen great Daos—are undergoing transformations, bringing even greater joy to the Ancestral Witches.

"Only now can we truly be considered to be of the Father God's bloodline!"

They were overjoyed and sat down cross-legged to contemplate the Great Dao of Pangu.

However, one wave has not settled, and one wave has risen again.

Just when the Ancestral Witches thought it was all over, a loud "boom" was heard, and a spatial gate suddenly appeared.

The ancestral witches looked at Dijiang.

"A mistake, a mistake!"

Di Jiang grinned and said, "I sensed a slight fluctuation in spacetime just now and took a look out of curiosity."

He raised his hand to close the portal.

But it turned out it couldn't be turned off.

"What's going on?" Di Jiang asked in confusion. He got up and walked towards the portal.

Then, he froze.

"Boss Dijiang, what's wrong with you?" The Ancestral Witches saw Dijiang standing there in a daze, so they all went forward to check on him.

"Fuck!"

The ancestral witches, who had just endured immense suffering, glanced into the spatial gate and nearly died of fright.

Beyond the empty house lay only a vast expanse of chaos.

And in the chaos stood a giant wielding a great axe!

The ancestral witches, like Dijiang, stood there dumbfounded.

They glanced at each other.

"or."

The ancestral witches, sharing the same thoughts, resolutely took a step forward.

boom!
The portal closed immediately.

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The mountain of immortality.

Before a pitch-black cliff, Fuxi was studying the innate Daoist texts inscribed upon it.

These were all left behind by Shen Ni before his death, and they are quite valuable.

"Destruction, fate, ruin, death. There are quite a few kinds of the Great Dao." Zhunti identified them one by one, and in no time he had analyzed more than a dozen Great Daos.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Fuxi abruptly looked up towards the direction of Kaiming Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, what's wrong? Am I cursed? Is there something on my face?" Seeing Fuxi looking in his direction, Zhunti subconsciously touched his face.

"No."

Fuxi silently withdrew his gaze, subtly changing the subject, and said, "I was just wondering how Shenni communicated with these Chaos Gods before he was born."

"You've really stumped me with that question."

Zhunti shook his head. "If I had known how he contacted the Chaos Demon God, I would have started trying it long ago."

You should know that each of the Chaos Gods is a treasure trove of the Great Dao, and who wouldn't want to get something from them?

"Perhaps the answer will be revealed when the Heavenly Emperor emerges," Fuxi said meaningfully.

"Can the Heavenly Emperor do it?"

Zhunti looked thoughtfully at the chaotic coffin suspended in mid-air.

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Chaotic spacetime, a vast expanse of nothingness.

After the Ancestral Witches crossed the spatial gate, unexpected changes occurred.

"How did we transform into a deity?"

When the thirteen Ancestral Witches arrived at the Creation Era, they actually shared a single body.

This body combines the characteristics of the thirteen ancestral witches, forming a majestic and extraordinary giant figure, somewhat resembling Pangu.

"What should we do now?"

"The world is about to be created, should we go and hide for a while?"

"I think so!"

The ancestral witches worked together, controlling their own bodies and shrinking into a corner, quietly waiting for the great god Pangu to create the world.

"I have to say, Father God is truly domineering!"

"Of course! Don't you know who our father is? The terminator of three thousand demon gods. He's more skilled at cracking open skulls than joking around."

"Last time I came to the Creation Era, I was transformed into a demon god and got beaten up. I never expected that this time I could see the Father God's magnificence from a different perspective. It was worth it!"

"That's right, that's right, this location is great. We really need to learn the Father God's Heaven-Opening Axe Technique properly, otherwise we'll be embarrassed to call ourselves descendants of Pangu!"

"Aren't the three thousand demon gods about to emerge?"

"Almost there, almost there, Father God has picked up his axe. Wait, who are they?"

The ancestral witches waited for a short while, and suddenly saw three indescribable figures strolling leisurely into the era of creation.

"Is this the Three Pure Ones?"

The giants that the ancestral witches had transformed into stared wide-eyed.

After the Three Pure Ones received Pangu's certification, their fame spread throughout the heavens, and their virtues shone through the ages.

Who in the entire primordial era doesn't know these three brothers?
"Why are they here too!" Zhu Rong exclaimed.

Gonggong said, "Yes, could it be that they are following us?"

Dijiang denied it, saying, "It's not that serious. We have no connection with them, so why would they be following us?"

"Has no one noticed a problem?"

[The Ancestral Witch of Wind] Tianwu reminded, "Why were the three of them able to come in their true forms, while the thirteen of us could only transform into a single deity!"

"Hiss, stop talking."

The ancestral witches were collectively attacked.

"It's alright. As long as we can get Father God's certification this time, we can come and go freely in this creation era!" Houtu was still incredibly considerate, comforting everyone.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Pangu, the immortal being from the chaos, swung his great axe.

After breaking through the chaos, the light of creation shone brightly, and the entire era erupted in turmoil.

"Alright, the main show is about to begin!"

The ancestral witches were extremely excited.

They eagerly awaited the arrival of the demon god.

"Hey, did anyone else feel that Father God glanced at us just now?" Qiang Liang (Styx's alt account) of the Thunder Ancestral Witch suddenly said.

"Have it?"

[Time Ancestral Witch] Zhu Jiuyin said: "No way, holy crap!"

Before he finished speaking, a flash of axe light descended from the sky. Master Pan's skill was superb.

With a single blow, the Three Pure Ones and the Thirteen Ancestral Witches simultaneously lost consciousness.

"Since we're all here, let's do something different!" A hint of a smile flashed in Pangu's eyes.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the Chaos Green Lotus bloomed.

Before the Chaos Demon God appeared, Pangu sent the Three Pure Ones and the Thirteen Ancestral Witches into the Green Lotus.

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"So, why have we returned to the Chaos Lotus?"

Xuan Qing never expected that he could return to the Chaos Green Lotus when he came to create the world in his true form for the second time.

Practice makes perfect, and they adapted quite well to the environment, which is good news.

The bad news is that we don't know what's going on now.

All we know is that they were killed.

It was Pangu, the great god, who cut them down!

"Brother Dao, have you noticed that there are people 'next door' to us?" Daoist Yu Chen drifted through the inner universe of the Chaos Green Lotus, but couldn't find the portal.

However, he did sense that there were more than just the three of them inside the Chaos Green Lotus.

"Could it be the Great God Pangu?" Taishang also sensed it.

"No, they are fellow cultivators from the primordial era."

Xuanqing shook his head: "'He' arrived at the Creation Era one after the other."

“When I first arrived, I saw ‘He’ hiding in a corner.”

"what?!"

Yu Chen and the Supreme Emperor were extremely shocked.

"Which fellow Daoist is so powerful that they actually entered the Chaos Green Lotus with us?"

No wonder they reacted that way.

After all, judging from the last experience, staying in the Chaos Green Lotus was a perk arranged by the Great God Pangu.

Those who receive such treatment must be exceptionally capable.

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On the other side, the ancestral witches also awoke.

"Holy crap, Pangu, could we be inside the Chaos Lotus?"

"Seems to be!"

"It's not just a feeling, we are inside the Chaos Green Lotus."

The ancestral witches were shocked by their surroundings; it felt like a dream.

"Calm down, calm down!"

[Space Ancestral Witch] Di Jiang calmed his mind and said, "We are of Pangu's bloodline, so isn't it only right that we enter the Chaos Green Lotus?"

"Our immediate priority is to clarify the Father God's purpose and figure out the content of the upcoming assessment."

"That's the most important thing."

Dijiang's thinking was clear: he believed that this was still a test from Pangu for them.

"Brother is right!"

The ancestral witches deeply agreed.

"But how do we find out what's going on?"

Ru Shou, the Ancestral Witch of Gold, said, "The surroundings are chaotic and unclear; we can't even figure out our location."

Houtu said, "It's not difficult. As long as everyone calms down and focuses on understanding, it will be done immediately."

"Our strength as ancestral witches lies in our hearts."

Ru Shou asked in confusion, "Isn't writing storybooks our ancestral witches' forte? When did it become..."

Ru Shou was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized something.

Houtu's words are also part of the process of turning the false into the true!
You must know that they are currently inside the Chaos Green Lotus, a supreme treasure that nurtured the Great God Pangu and possesses incredible power.

Here, if they dare to dream, they might just achieve it.

"Let's do it!"

The thirteen ancestral witches' confidence increased greatly. They became completely focused and soon immersed themselves in a state of enlightenment.

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Compared to the Ancestral Witches who were still figuring out a solution, the Three Pure Ones were undoubtedly much more relaxed.

"Following the changes of the Five Elements, we will probably still transform into Pangu. The only question is whether we can get off the train halfway this time."

Xuanqing and the other two tried it, but found it was not feasible.

"It seems that this test is at the juncture of creation."

Yu Chen Daojun asked with curiosity, "I wonder what changes will occur this time?"

"Hard to say."

Taishang looked at Xuanqing and said, "This time, Xuanqing is confined in this Chaos Green Lotus, and there is another fellow Daoist 'next door'. Heaven knows what changes will occur."

"Respond to all changes with constancy." This was the first time Xuan Qing had lacked room to maneuver.

However, he was not flustered at all, but rather relaxed and content.

He gets a share on both sides of the Chaos Lotus, and the benefits are doubled.

It's absolutely awesome!

Even if the car overturns, does it mean both sides can overturn at the same time?
"Let's just wait patiently and try to comprehend the Great Dao within the Green Lotus."

Xuanqing said, "The Chaos Green Lotus was born from the void and chaos, and gave birth to the True Man Pangu. It is also the spiritual root that connects 'nothingness' and 'existence'."

"The longer you can contemplate and understand, the more beneficial it will be."

When Xuanqing first came, he didn't have such a deep understanding of the rebellious Fifth Prince.

Now that I'm revisiting this place, I should definitely take this opportunity to revisit everything.

Especially the changes in these two stages, symbolizing the "spirit" of Taiyi and the "qi" of Taichu.

Seeing Xuanqing's calm and composed state of mind, Taishang and Yuchen felt much more at ease.

"By the way, this should also be helpful to us."

Xuanqing moved his mind and took out half of the jade plate.

Upon seeing this, Taishang chuckled and said, "This thing seems capable of bearing the Three Thousand Great Daos; perhaps we can complete it."

“Even if we complete it here, we’ll only have half a piece when we take it back, right?” Yu Chen said.

The Supreme Being said, "The object is only half complete, but the understanding of the Great Dao is whole!"

"Right."

Yu Chen smiled.

Thus, the Three Pure Ones, wielding the three pieces of the Creation Set and with the Creation Jade Disc above their heads, began to record the Chaos Green Lotus from every angle.

They found that this Creation Jade Disc was really useful!
"Thank you for your gift, Fellow Daoist Hongjun!" The Three Pure Ones expressed their heartfelt gratitude to Hongjun, the boy who presented the treasure.

The ancestral witches, having gone through the five cycles of reincarnation, quickly came to understand their mission.

Both sides are diligently absorbing the power of the Chaos Green Lotus, growing little by little.

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Boom! !

This sound did not originate from the grand sound of Pangu creating the world, which contained the rhythm of creation. Rather, it was the long-suppressed anger and despair of the three thousand chaotic demons that erupted completely at this moment, transforming into a roar and a torrent of slaughter that shook the entire boundless chaos!
Just as the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches were comprehending the mysteries of creation, only a few breaths had passed in the outside world.

However, for the three thousand demon gods who regarded chaos as their home and Pangu's creation of the world as an act of destruction.

This brief moment was enough for them to reach a consensus, abandon all past disputes, and come together to stop this "reverse movement" that was shaking the very foundation of chaos!
"Pangu, you bastard, you actually want to split the chaos!" The Time Demon God roared, his time laws becoming disordered, trying to slow down Pangu's movements.

"Madman, Pangu, you are a madman! Without Chaos, we demon gods have lost our home! You are utterly unforgivable!" the Space Demon God roared, and layers of spatial barriers tried to block Pangu's path.

"Stop him, or when chaos is destroyed, we too will perish!" The God of Balance and the God of Space joined forces to unleash their supreme killing intent.

"Pangu! You have already chosen your own death!" The Reincarnation Demon God held up the Reincarnation Disc and smashed it towards Pangu.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

Three thousand incomparably powerful auras rose from all parts of the chaos.

They are the darlings of chaos, the masters of their respective great paths, and the originators of this ancient era.

At this moment, their spirits were united and their goal was clear—directly aimed at Pangu, who stood tall and upright, wielding his axe without ceasing!

The three thousand demon gods, representing the three thousand chaotic laws, transformed into a surging tide of laws, carrying boundless killing intent, and came from all directions to surround Pangu!

They either manifested their true forms of the Great Dao or activated their accompanying spiritual treasures, unleashing their supernatural powers and causing the laws to collide.

In an instant, the chaotic void was rendered bizarre and grotesque, yet teeming with deadly intent!
Faced with this terrifying siege that would make any Grand Luo Supreme turn pale, Pangu's movements did not falter in the slightest.

His eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of the entire universe, swept indifferently over the group of angry demons.

His mind and will remained completely focused on the great cause of opening up a new world.

Pure air rises, turbid air sinks; earth, water, fire, and wind surge, and yin and yang and the five elements are generated... Every swing of Pangu's axe is not only a display of power, but also a sorting out of chaos and disorder, and the construction of a new world order.

Pangu did not specifically target the attacks of the three thousand demon gods.

He simply continued with the rhythm of creation.

"Ignore us? How arrogant!"

"You will pay a heavy price!"

We will send you into slumber!

Just as the demon god's attack was about to touch Pangu, Pangu suddenly shouted, "One ancient transforms into three ancients, change!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Chaos Green Lotus bloomed, and boundless light swept away all attacks.

"Haha, it's our turn!"

A loud laugh echoed throughout the chaos, and two giant figures appeared on the Chaos Lotus.

One is Pangu, and the other is also Pangu.

"My great axe is itching for a fight!" The thirteen ancestral witches transformed into the young Pangu, full of vigor and ambition.

"Those who obstruct my creation of the heavens shall be killed without mercy!" The Three Pure Ones transformed into the robust Pangu, exuding majesty.

The true form of Pangu is depicted in his old age, carrying a large axe, standing shoulder to shoulder with the young and middle-aged Pangu.

The Chaos Gods stared at the three Pangus, momentarily stunned.

Especially those saints who came from the primordial true world, mingled among the demons and gods, and sought Pangu's correction, were the most bewildered.

I've only ever heard of Pangu having three states during the creation of the world, never of three Pangu appearing simultaneously!

[A creation of the world, three Pangus? Am I going mad, or is this era going mad?]

Is there a problem with my inherited memories, or is there a problem with the Great God Pangu?

The three Pangu figures represent youth, middle age, and old age, as well as the past, present, and future!

[So that's how it is! So that's the true master who has mastered both the past and present!]

[Oh no, my head is so itchy! My brain is growing!]

Any deity from later generations who travels through the river of time and space and witnesses this scene would go mad.

One Pangu is scary enough.

Three have appeared at once!

"Humph, you're trying to be mysterious!"

The saints have their concerns, but the demons don't care whether it's the first or third ancient era.

"Do you think we, three thousand demon gods, are afraid of three Pangus?"

The demons were fearless and reckless, charging forward to kill.

My home is almost gone, I don't care how old you are!
"kill!!"

Faced with the charging demon god, Pangu, who was transformed from the ancestral witch, took the lead in attacking.

The colossal axe that cleaved the heavens fell, its sharp edge not only splitting the chaos but also severing the intertwined chains of laws.

One demon god after another fell under the axe of the young Pangu.

We can't let Him steal the spotlight!

Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, swung his great axe and charged out.

With every gesture they made, the Great Dao collapsed; with every breath they took, demons fell!
[That was awesome! So awesome! Hahaha!]

Xuan Qing laughed heartily; this experience was significantly better than the last one.

[Destroy the three thousand, end everything, and let the entire era return to nothingness. This is the 'nothingness' of the end that I seek.] Yu Chen Daojun's heart surged with emotion. He raised his axe and felled one demon god after another.

The power to slow down time, laid down by the Time Demon God, was easily crushed in the face of absolute power;
The layers of barriers constructed by the Space Demon God were torn apart as easily as paper.

The Great Dao of the Balanced Demon God is very powerful.

But with three Pangus in front of him, who could he possibly balance?

[That's the God of Balance, kill him!] The Supreme One has set his sights on the God of Balance.

The Three Pure Ones, Pangu, stride forward.

"kill!"

With a single axe stroke, the Balance God fell!
[And there's a Space Demon God!]

With a single swing of the great axe, the Space Demon God fell!
[Heaven and Earth, Reversal, Yin and Yang, Order.]

One axe blow after another was swung out.

With each swing of the axe, a demon god fell.

The three Pangu figures unleashed their power, showcasing the divine might of the Heaven-Opening Axe to its fullest extent.

They are young, middle-aged, and old;
It is the past, it is the present, it is the future;

It is the beginning, it is existence, it is the end!

"Hahaha, so happy!"

Pangu Zhenren laughed heartily, "One ancient can transform into three ancients, that's efficient!"

The immense pressure emanating from the three Pangu figures was like an insurmountable chasm.

Some of the weaker demons, before they even got close, were shaken apart by this oppressive force, their forms shattered and their true spirits obliterated.

The primordial chaos law it represents was also absorbed and transformed by the great power of Pangu in creating the world, becoming nourishment for the birth of the new world.

However, the three thousand demon gods were, after all, a collection of the essence of chaos. They did not retreat because of the fall of their companions. On the contrary, their attacks became more fierce and cunning.

The Deity of Fate, in the darkness, manipulated the threads of cause and effect, intending to entangle Pangu with the inauspicious power of creation.

The God of Cause and Effect weaves a net, attempting to bind Pangu's movements.

The Creator God reversed the cycle of life, intending to return the newly born world to chaos.

The illusory demon god evolves into endless illusions of inner demons, attempting to shake Pangu's unwavering Dao heart.

All kinds of great Dao divine powers were unleashed, and the clash of laws intensified. The entire chaotic battlefield transformed into the most dangerous forbidden zone, where every wisp of dissipated energy was enough to severely injure a Great Luo Immortal!

The three Pangu's response was still the simple and unadorned giant axe that opened up the world!
"break!"

When the young Pangu swung his axe, he not only shattered the chaos, but also broke through the fog of fate.

No matter how entangled cause and effect may be, they are all illusory in the face of absolute power and the grand ambition to create new life!
"open!"

With another swing of his axe, Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, not only opened up the heavens and earth, but also the boundaries of creation.

The force of defying life was forcibly reversed, transforming into sweet rain that nourishes all things.

"cut!"

Pangu Zhenren's axe flashed like a torch, piercing through layers of illusion and reaching the truth!
The heart of Pangu is indestructible.

No matter how many illusions you use, how can they shake it in the slightest?
With their supreme power, the three Pangu beings swept across the three thousand Great Daos!

"One ancient era transforms into three ancient eras, and three ancient eras bring peace to ten thousand ancient eras!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The three Pangu figures stand like three unmoving divine mountains, enduring wind and rain, and the erosion of laws, steadfastly advancing the process of creation.

Every strike they made was precise and deadly.

Powerful Chaos Gods continued to perish under the axe's light, their bodies disintegrating, their Great Dao crumbling, and becoming nourishment for the new world.

"Pangu, I hate you!" The demons shed tears of humiliation.

"I hate Pangu!"

The newly arrived saints also wept.

Because they discovered they had encountered three Pangus, they would have to endure three blows before they could return!
It's not enough that he died three times at the hands of the same Pangu.

It only counts if three Pangus kill you one by one!

This is beyond description; the word "miserable" doesn't even begin to describe it.
"Proving the Dao, why is it so difficult!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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