This is so dishonest!

Chapter 352 The Mastermind, Pangu is Also a God of Fun [6k, Bonus Chapter 9 & 10]

The vast void has no up or down, no directions, no past or future, only an eternal silence and chaos.

In this boundless void, three towering figures, too majestic to be described in words, stood side by side.

Their aura was almost tangible, stirring the chaotic sea and causing the remaining fragments of the chaotic demon gods to tremble.

Their glory is both an end and a beginning.

They also delivered their verdict on this era:

"it's all over."

The Great Dao's divine pronouncements pierced through the chaos. When the True Man Pangu swung his final axe, the three thousand vanished and all paths withered.

The Three Ancients swept across the ages, ending the era of chaos and slaying a new generation of saints.

The Chaos Demon God met his end in despair, while the newly ascended Great Luo gained recognition through suffering.

This is the tragic closing song of the Chaos Era, and also the prologue to the Primordial Era.

The light of creation, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, dispelled the eternal chaos and darkness, illuminating the path ahead.

Guided by this light, the concepts of time and space began to emerge from nothing.

A magnificent river, spanning the past, present, and future, is slowly taking shape amidst the chaos.

"No wonder...no wonder those Chaos Gods who revived in later generations all carried such deep resentment and malevolence!"

A figure who had just stabilized his Great Luo Dao Fruit, looking utterly disheveled, whispered with lingering fear:
"The simultaneous appearance of three Pangu figures—how tragic would that be? Just thinking about it makes one's Dao heart tremble!"

They struggled to survive amidst the aftershocks of the three Pangu's indiscriminate clearing of the field. Every sweep of the axe light and every collision of the Great Dao was an ultimate test of their Dao fruits, state of mind, supernatural powers, and even luck.

"Hahaha! I, the Daoist, have transcended! From now on, I will be carefree and indestructible!" A figure dressed in a Daoist robe, who appeared particularly unrestrained, laughed loudly.

His form transformed into a wisp of green smoke, and he too eagerly followed the flow of time and space.

"Sigh, I've had three craniotomies, but thankfully I got the certification."

"This era of creation is terrifying!"

"In the dawn of time, even dogs wouldn't come!"

"Run! Run!"

The newly promoted Grand Luo Immortals were still shaken, their Dao hearts having been subjected to an unprecedented shock and baptism.

They knew that the chaotic void at this moment was the domain of the three great gods Pangu.

Staying behind will not only bring no benefits, but may also lead to being crushed by unintentional aftershocks.

The so-called "Pangu benefits," such as the merits of creating the world, innate spiritual treasures, fragments of the origin, etc., are things I wouldn't even dare to dream of. Running away is the priority.

"Let's go, we're too weak to fleece the great god Pangu."

Even some saints who originally harbored speculative intentions and wanted to seize a chance during the creation of the world have now completely given up on the idea.

They are very sincere.

"Slip away!"

The newly crowned Ronaldo stars crossed the threshold of a new era, flowing downstream along the river of time and space, collectively fleeing.

As the last Great Luo disappeared into the ripples of the river of time, the void returned to an unusual tranquility once more.

Only three Pangu statues and the nascent, infinitely possible new world that was being created remained.

Within the body of Pangu, one of the Three Pure Ones, Xuanqing gazed upon a void of chaos and the new world being created, and he gained many insights.

This time, "playing" Pangu and personally participating in the grand process of ending chaos and sorting out all paths was more successful than expected.

Putting aside everything else, just the fact that they are now a trinity, transformed into Pangu, has brought their understanding of "one Qi transforming into three Pure Ones" and their knowledge of the origin of the Great Dao to a new level.

The experience of wielding the axe to shatter all obstacles and reshape the universe captivated them, bringing them immense rewards.

the other side.

The ancestral witch Pangu, who was transformed from thirteen ancestral witches, appeared even more excited and direct.

His body was muscular and full of explosive power, surrounded by primordial runes representing various fundamental laws such as wind, thunder, water, fire, space, and time.

This young Pangu carries a giant axe that is equally huge, but with a more rugged style and a more menacing aura.

He gazed at the nascent world, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

[Since we've come all this way, and gone through so much trouble to defeat those troublesome Chaos Gods, how can we not try to create the world ourselves?] Dijiang's will surged.

"That's right! Inherit the will of the Father God and begin with the creation of the primordial world!" Zhu Rong was extremely excited.

"We must create a new world! This meritorious act should be done by us!" Qiang Liang chuckled.

[Big Brother is right. Father God was exhausted from creating the heavens, so it's normal to change people now!] The other Ancestral Witches' wills echoed.

This experience of creating the world was far beyond anything the ancestral witches had anticipated.

Now that the final moment of creation has arrived, who wouldn't want to give it a try?
If you don't create the heavens, how can you call yourself the true descendant of Pangu?

In contrast, the Three Pure Ones Pangu appeared much calmer.

Although they were also interested in the creation of the world, they paid more attention to the "Tao" and "principle" within it.

"Ending the chaotic era is to move towards 'Tai Wu'; opening the primordial era is to reunite 'Zhu You'. Third brother, this is very much in line with your Great Dao." Xuan Qing said with a smile.

Facing calamity, yet yearning for dawn, with the light of a new era before us, we might as well give it a try.

Yu Chen Daojun's will stirred slightly, and he said, "This act of creating heaven and earth is also in harmony with my brother's Great Dao!"

"I don't care. One of you is pioneering, and the other is ending. I'm in between you, proving the existence and non-existence of the wondrous. That's not bad either." The Supreme Being was very optimistic.

Ultimately, they all turned their attention to Pangu Zhenren.

The three ancient beings were all in the same place. They knew in their hearts who was in charge and who was in charge, or rather, who was the real "king".

Pangu Zhenren maintained his ancient and indifferent expression, as if the ages had not left any trace on his face.

His gaze swept back and forth between the Three Pure Ones Pangu and the Ancestral Witch Pangu several times, as if he were weighing something.

Then, to the surprise of the two Pangu, the Pangu Immortal put away his great axe, crossed his arms over his chest, and took a step back.

"Ok?"

Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, was slightly taken aback.

"Are you really going to make us shoulder this monumental task of creating the world?"

Meanwhile, the ancestral witch Pangu was instantly overjoyed.

"Alright, alright, watch me!" The ancestral witch Pangu was unceremoniously carrying his giant axe, ready to stride forward and take over the ultimate authority to create the world.

"Wait!" Just as the Ancestral Witch Pangu was about to take that step, the voice of the Three Pure Ones Pangu rang out, stopping him.

"Hmm? You want to compete with me?" The Ancestral Witch Pangu stopped in his tracks, his huge body turned to the Three Pure Ones Pangu, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, his body condensed with murderous aura, and even the void began to tremble.

"It was not robbery."

Xuanqing, one of the Three Pure Ones Pangu, calmly said, but his voice contained an undeniable domineering tone: "There can only be one Pangu who can create the primordial world, establish the universe, and evolve all things."

"Pangu, a symbol of order, reason, and an infinite future."

The implication is that while the pure power and destruction represented by the Ancestral Witches are indeed powerful, they are not suitable for dominating creation and evolution.

Upon hearing this, the fused wills of the thirteen Ancestral Witches erupted in deafening laughter: "Hahahaha! Order? Reason? Future? What a joke!"

Without absolute power, where does order come from?

"I wield the power of earth, water, fire, and wind, and control the primordial forces of heaven and earth. Who else but me can create the world?"

"You want to compete with me for this creation feat? Are you trying to have a showdown?"

The Supreme Consciousness within the Three Pure Ones Pangu smiled calmly, its voice peaceful yet carrying supreme majesty: "Pangu, too, has its great and small forms."

"Who is bigger and who is smaller?" Wu Luo's will suddenly resounded.

Xuan Qing narrowed his eyes. "Is that even a question?"

The two Pangu statues looked at the real Pangu.

Pangu Zhenren crossed his arms and looked at them with a smile.

The meaning was clear: Why don't you two have a fight?
"Then let's fight!" The ancestral witch Pangu's fighting spirit was already boiling.

He made the first move.

"cut!"

The colossal body of the Ancestral Witch Pangu suddenly moved, and the Dutian Divine Fiend Axe in his hand stirred up boundless evil energy, carrying the primordial power of earth, water, fire and wind, and slashed fiercely at the Three Pure Ones Pangu!
"Then let's see who's the best!" Pangu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his fighting spirit equally intense.

They also wanted to take this opportunity to verify the Great Luo Dao Fruit after they became one with the Three.

Two Pangu statues and two divine axes that split the heavens and earth unfolded an earth-shattering duel at the boundary between this void and the new world.

When Pangu slew the Chaos God, it was a crushing victory; he took down one enemy with a single axe stroke.

However, what would it be like if Pangu were to fight Pangu?
boom! ! !
The first clash was not a clash of axe blades, but a direct confrontation of the will and aura of two Pangu beings.

The attack of the ancestral witch Pangu was simple, direct, and full of destructive power.

His axe seemed to crush everything, returning it to chaos.

The axe light of the Three Pure Ones Pangu contains endless changes of Daoist principles such as Taiji, Yin and Yang, Four Symbols, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams. It is like a constantly evolving miniature universe, attempting to incorporate the opponent's attack into its own Dao, thereby resolving, disintegrating, and countering it.

The void trembled, and the nascent river of time and space surged violently, even showing signs of breaking.

The nascent world was thrown into chaos by the impact of this force, with the earth, water, fire, and wind in disarray, and the pure and turbid energies becoming mixed, nearly collapsing on the spot.

"That was exhilarating! Let's do it again!" roared the ancestral witch Pangu.

His body suddenly swelled, and behind him emerged the ferocious phantom images of the twelve Ancestral Witches, each representing an ultimate primordial power.

His giant axe swung out once more.

This time, the axe blade was imbued with a dense aura of divine power, and wherever it passed, all laws and concepts crumbled.

This is the ultimate expression of pure "force," a force that breaks all rules.

Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, had a majestic gaze, and his figure became somewhat ethereal, as if he were merging with the entire void and the new world that was being born.

The divine axe in His hand traced a mysterious path.

"One ancient thing transforms into three ancient things, one axe transforms into three axes!"

One breath transformed into three Pure Ones, and the three Pure Ones, Pangu, transformed into three giants. With a flick of their hands, Pangu's axe also transformed into three axes.

"Holy crap!" The Ancestral Witches were dumbfounded.

How is this still playing?
"Let me show you who the real big and small Koo are!"

Three beams of axe light, each imbued with a different Daoist intent, were unleashed simultaneously.

One path is supremely gentle and yielding, deflecting force and striking back; another is supremely strong and fierce, breaking laws and destroying the Dao; the third is unpredictable and points directly to the origin.

Rumble~~~
The axe flashed.

The evil axe light of the ancestral witch Pangu was deflected and weakened by the first axe light of the Three Pure Ones, and then directly clashed by the second axe light, shattering into pieces.

The final, unpredictable axe light silently bypassed the core of the explosion and struck directly at the chest of the ancestral witch Pangu—where Pangu's heart was located.

"Roar!" The ancestral witch Pangu cried out in pain.

A deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on his chest, from which flowed not blood, but a rich mixture of primordial essence and malevolent energy.

Instead of being angry, He laughed and became even more ferocious. He abandoned his defense and traded blows for blows. His enormous fist, like an ancient divine mountain, slammed directly into the face of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones.

Wherever the force of the punch went, the space collapsed layer by layer.

Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, swayed slightly, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared beneath his feet. Yin and Yang flowed, shifting time and space, narrowly avoiding the punch.

However, the aftershocks of that punch still caused His Pangu true form to sway, and the radiance on His body dimmed somewhat.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

The Ancestral God Pangu unleashed a powerful and sweeping attack, each strike shaking the chaos. He seemed to have transformed into destruction itself, effortlessly wielding all kinds of primordial forces—wind, thunder, water, fire, space, time—and integrating them into his axe techniques and fist strikes.

Sometimes it transforms into a raging flood, submerging everything; sometimes it transforms into a blazing inferno, burning all things; sometimes it cuts through space, silently and without a sound; sometimes it freezes time, freezing the passing years.

His power was so pure, primal, and violent, as if representing the primordial, untamed power of the universe at its inception.

The Three Pure Ones and Pangu responded calmly; their battle was more like a demonstration of the Dao.

Every action is in accordance with the great principles and truths.

The divine axe in his hand sometimes transforms into Jade Purity Immortal Light, purifying everything; sometimes into Supreme Purity Sword Intent, unparalleled in sharpness; and sometimes into the Great Purity Realm of Non-Action, impervious to all laws.

The Three Pure Ones Pangu and the Ancestral Witch Pangu fought from the void to the edge of the new world, and then fought back from the edge of the world to the depths of chaos.

Their blood—the essence of Pangu containing the supreme origin—sprinkled into the void.

Each drop has the potential to evolve into a small world or a powerful innate being in the future.

Each collision of theirs stirs the river of time and space, giving birth to countless possibilities for the future, and then annihilating them.

"The battle against Pangu is truly unprecedented!"

Pangu Zhenren watched the battle quietly from the sidelines, a faint smile always on his face, as if he were watching a magnificent drama.

His gaze was deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time—perhaps a moment, perhaps an eternity.

For beings at their level, time has long lost its meaning.

Finally, in the most intense battle, the Ancestral Witch Pangu, with his fearless fighting style, withstood a blow from the Three Pure Ones Pangu, which contained the "Primordial Seal of Creation," with his shoulder.

At the same time, His Heavenly Demon Axe broke through the layers of defense of the Three Pure Ones Pangu at an extremely tricky angle, and the axe blade almost touched the center of the Three Pure Ones Pangu's eyebrows!
"It's over!" roared the will of the ancestral witch Pangu, who seemed to have already seen the dawn of victory.

The power of the Ancestral Witches comes from their hearts, while the Three Pure Ones receive the power of Pangu's primordial spirit.

Cutting down the primordial spirit is the surest way to succeed!
If this axe strike lands squarely, the core of the Three Pure Ones' will will be damaged, and the power to create the world will belong to Him!
However, at this critical moment, the Three Pure Ones and Pangu suddenly merged into one.

Ignoring the deadly axe light hanging overhead, he clenched his right fist and threw a punch!
This punch, though lacking earth-shattering power, embodied the supreme Dao fruit of the unity of the Three Pure Ones, containing the creative principle of "three giving birth to all things," and then reversed into the annihilation and end of "all laws returning to one."

The fist struck the ancestral witch Pangu precisely in the chest.

puff!

A dull sound.

The fist of the Three Pure Ones Pangu seemed to pierce through an invisible barrier, directly penetrating the chest of the Ancestral Witch Pangu and shattering the "heart" formed by the will and blood essence of the thirteen Ancestral Witches.

“Uh…” The ancestral witch Pangu suddenly froze.

The fanaticism and fighting spirit in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by an incredulous astonishment.

The giant axe that hovered three feet above the heads of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, ultimately failed to fall.

The murderous aura on the axe blade receded like a tide.

"Just one move away..." The eyes of the Ancestral Witch Pangu gradually dimmed, and his enormous body began to become unstable, his light flickering.

The ancestral witches looked down at the huge hole in their chests, then looked up at the majestic Three Pure Ones, Pangu.

Yes, it's just one move away.

They were so close to winning.

However, in a battle of this caliber, a single move can make all the difference.

One move decided the outcome.

They also witnessed life and death.

“Heh…” The ancestral witch Pangu let out a soft laugh that seemed to be both self-mockery and a sense of relief.

Then, the colossal true form of Pangu began to disintegrate inch by inch, turning into billions of points of light, like dazzling stardust, which drifted away.

Some of these points of light merged into the earth, water, fire, and wind of the new world, while others merged into the chaotic void.

Another group, seemingly guided by some unseen force, returned to the Primordial Realm.

Silent and without a trace.

It was as if the ancestral witch Pangu, representing the ultimate force, along with the earth-shattering wills of the thirteen ancestral witches, had never appeared in this void.

"Wow, that's really something!"

Pangu Zhenren looked at the place where the Ancestral Witch Pangu had disappeared, clapped his hands gently, and his smile deepened.

"I love it when Pangu fights!"

He turned his head and looked at the Three Pure Ones who had stabilized Pangu's true form.

How powerful was Pangu?
In the past, even Pangu himself might not have been able to answer this question accurately.

Because He is unique and has no point of reference.

But now, through this "civil war," Pangu has finally gained a direct understanding.

The power of the ancestral god Pangu and the Taoist magic of the Three Pure Ones Pangu both reached an inconceivable level.

"But..."

A sly glint flashed in Pangu Zhenren's eyes. "Based on my observation just now, I can confirm that I am still stronger!"

The Three Pure Ones, Pangu, seemed to sense the gaze of the True Man Pangu.

They turned around, about to say something.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The smile on Pangu Zhenren's face remained gentle, even carrying a hint of encouragement.

But His movements were incredibly fast, without any warning whatsoever!
Pangu Zhenren's hands, which had been clasped to his chest, had somehow come back to grip the Heaven-Opening Axe, which had been saturated with the blood of demon gods.

His figure appeared silently behind the Three Pure Ones, Pangu.

With a swift movement, the axe fell!
The movements were clean and crisp, without the slightest hesitation, as if they had rehearsed millions of times.

brush!
An indescribable axe light, transcending the limitations of time and space, slashed directly at the Three Pure Ones and Pangu.

"???"

The Three Pure Ones suddenly went black.

Just as when we came.

The enormous true form of Pangu trembled violently, and then, as if all its support had been removed, it began to slowly tilt forward.

In the last instant before his consciousness completely dissipated, Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, turned his head with difficulty and saw the still smiling face of the True Man Pangu.

He seemed to hear Pangu speaking in a way that only they could understand:
"Haven't you always wanted to explore the original mystery of the primordial 'Qi' and find the path to reverse the innate state and attain the supreme Dao fruit?"

"How about it? Are you angry now...?"

"puff--"

Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, suddenly widened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock, confusion, and... anger!
Pangu, the immortal being, launched a sneak attack?!

This is just too... too infuriating!
Boom——

The colossal body of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones, finally collapsed, like a giant pillar supporting the heavens and the earth crumbling.

His body also began to disintegrate, transforming into three streams of the purest and most primordial pure energy, as well as countless fragments of the Great Dao and innate spiritual light, which scattered into the void and the new world.

Unlike the disappearance of the ancestral god Pangu, the "death" of the Three Pure Ones Pangu seems to be accompanied by a deeper resentment and unwillingness.

They died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

In the void, only Pangu Zhenren remained, standing alone.

The axe in His hand, which seemed to be stained with two completely different yet common "Pangu" auras on its blade.

He gently swung his axe, shaking off non-existent bloodstains, and cast his gaze upon the emerging, more expansive, and vibrant prototype of a new world.

The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by an age-old sense of mission and solitude, like that of a pioneer.

The creation of heaven and earth could only have been accomplished by one Pangu.

And He chose to be the only one.

As for the process... who cares?
Pangu gazed at the world that was about to take shape and smiled.

"A new era is about to begin."

"Looking forward to your even more wonderful performances."

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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