This is so dishonest!

Chapter 430 Second Brother, Third Brother, Come and Get to Work, Dad! [Two Chapters Combined, 8k]

When the God of Chaos slowly drew a great axe, the universe fell into an eternal silence.

The giant axe of immortal light condensed in the hand of the [Pangu True Form], formed by the combined power of the Twelve Golden Immortals, pales in comparison.

"Why do I feel like that thing is real?" Guang Chengzi's will flowed within the body of [Pangu True Form].

The two brothers were completely dumbfounded.

What's going on? Even the Chaos God can summon Pangu?

The Netherworld giants were also frightened by this turn of events.

Meng Wuyou remained silent, Wangchuan was stunned, Minghe was excited, and Houtu was shocked.

"Pangu's axe! Is this something we can actually see?" The four gods asked themselves this soul-searching question.

They had been there before, even at the very beginning of time.

They had all witnessed how terrifying Pangu was.

But what's going on now?

[Could it be that the Great God Pangu was too lonely in the chaos and was having a craving for slashing?] A slightly improper thought arose in Meng Wuyou's mind.

the other side.

With a hole pierced between his brows, the Puppet Demon God, on the verge of death, stared blankly at the Wise Demon God, his voice trembling slightly.

"Fellow Taoist."

"Did we have this axe when we made the plan?"

"I don't remember having that!"

The Puppet Demon God was even more flustered than when he saw the Primordial Heavenly King.

They worked together to create a "God of Chaos," hoping to find a living father for Pangu.

But this situation seems like Pangu, the living father, has appeared!

Is this right?
This is really not right!
If the Twelve Golden Immortals' [Pangu True Form] surprised the demon gods, then the [Primordial Heavenly King] was beyond their reach.

But Pangu Zhenren made them experience only despair!
The Puppet Demon God is terrified right now.

This fear is deep in my bones—no, deep in my brain!
The [Wisdom Demon God] standing to the side stared intently at the two enormous figures with deep eyes, remaining silent.

"Fellow Daoist? Fellow Daoist?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, the Puppet Demon God thought she had been scared out of her wits.

So, the Puppet Demon God reached out and pushed her.

Then, the Puppet Demon God saw its hand pass through the body of the Wisdom Demon God.

"This..." The Puppet Demon God's eyes widened.

He watched in disbelief as the figure of the [Wisdom Demon God] turned transparent, then transformed into a seed that landed in his palm.

It turns out that the moment the incident occurred, this "wisdom demon" had already fled.

Wise people never hesitate.

If you're going to run away, you must be decisive!
When the Puppet Demon God finally recovered from his shock and tried to escape as well, it was too late.

"You wretched creature, where do you think you're going!" A furious roar, imbued with supreme dragon might and the majesty of a god-king, resounded throughout the starry sea. The figure of the ancestral dragon [Zeus] had already transformed into a streak of light and was chasing after him.

He dared not, nor did he intend to, delve into why a fake could summon a genuine sacred object.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to fulfill his duty as a god-king, to completely annihilate this group of extraterrestrial demons, and then... to inherit the vast legacy of this entire mythological universe!
The thought that this universe, created by the demons, had unexpectedly received the "certification" of the great god Pangu, and that he was about to become its successor, made Zulong's soul tremble with ecstasy.

I knew it! How could my path possibly go so wrong so easily?

[It is precisely because this universe possesses such great potential that I was able to 'travel'!]

Yes, that must be it!

Zulong's gaze swept over the fleeing puppet demon god, the twelve Titans, and the five primordial gods, his eyes burning with fervor.

His gaze was fervent.

It's like watching one ladle after another of weak water.

Once he swallows the entire legacy of this universe, he will have taken another solid step closer to the supreme realm of [Pangu of Water].

All this confidence stems from the fact that "Pangu Zhenren" has manifested his divine power here!
"Fellow Daoists, follow me to suppress the evil spirits! We must not let them escape!" The Ancestral Dragon's shouts resounded through the heavens.

Without him needing to say more, the gods of the underworld and the gods of Olympus had already understood each other and tacitly launched an attack from all directions to encircle and annihilate the remnants of the Chaos God.

As for that [God of Chaos] wielding the Heaven-Splitting Axe, whose aura grew increasingly unfathomable...

Both sides in the conflict chose to selectively forget.

It was as if that giant axe, capable of reshaping the earth, fire, water, and wind, simply did not exist in this world.

Both sides said: We don't know what that is!

I didn't see it at all!
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"Why don't you take action?"

The God of Chaos looked at Xuan Qing, the Primordial Heavenly King, with a mocking expression.

The breath of the universe stopped at this moment.

The spacetime that had been frozen due to the appearance of the Heaven-Opening Axe now focused all its pressure on the two towering figures.

One is the cause of all effects and the beginning of all phenomena, the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly King who holds the power of "Primordial Beginning".

On the other side is Pangu Zhenren, who has seized the body of the Chaos Demon God and manifested the supreme will of creating heaven and earth.

The eyes of the Primordial Heavenly King, which once reflected the birth and death of the universe and the flow of all things, now only reflected an ancient and simple giant axe.

He could sense a similar yet completely different aura emanating from the axe blade—a "nothingness" that was more ancient and fundamental than his "Primordial Beginning."

Xuanqing looked at the "Pangu Zhenren" on the other side who had changed his number.

For the first time in his life, he admired those chaotic demons!
Putting everything else aside, the fact that they were able to summon "Pangu Zhenren" shows their incredible talent for creating drama.

This is why the [Wisdom Demon God] wasn't killed directly.

It's a talent!

"If you don't make a move, then I will!"

The colossal, immeasurable body of the God of Chaos moved.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no clamor of laws, and no roars of gods and demons.

He simply raised the axe that split the heavens in his hand in an unremarkable manner, almost like an ordinary mortal.

Then, he cleaved it down with an axe.

This axe blow had no target.

Or rather, the entire universe, past, present, and future, and all concepts of existence and non-existence, are its targets.

The axe blade sliced ​​through the void, and a gray crack spread outwards, devouring light and annihilating laws. Wherever it passed, even the traces of the "Dao" were erased.

Faced with this attack that was enough to reopen the primordial chaos, the Primordial Heavenly King did not dodge.

A vast and boundless auspicious cloud rose from the three flowers atop his head, as large as the universe and encompassing all things.

Above the auspicious clouds, a crystal-clear glass lamp radiates a warm and eternal primordial light.

This is the manifestation of the primordial Dao fruit, known as the "Light of Creation," symbolizing the first "existence" born from absolute nothingness.

The gray axe-like beam finally touched the halo emanating from the glass lamp.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as imagined, no violent clash of energy.

At this insignificant point of contact, the "existence" and "non-existence" of the entire universe underwent the most fundamental and violent mutual annihilation.

Centered on the point of contact, an absolute "empty" domain expands outwards.

Time and space lose their meaning here, laws become nothingness, and even the thoughts of the observing gods are instantly assimilated into complete "nothingness" once they touch this realm.

The auspicious clouds surrounding the Primordial Heavenly King trembled violently, and for the first time, the light of the crystal lamp flickered.

The Heaven-Opening Axe paused only slightly before continuing its downward press with even greater unstoppable force.

The will of Pangu Zhenren, through this axe, unleashed a vast natural disaster called "fatherly love" upon his nominal eldest son.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, which did not exist on the physical plane, resounded deep within the souls of all living beings.

The auspicious clouds of the Primordial Heavenly King, the Dao Domain that contained all the mysteries of a universe from its birth to its end, were forcibly cleaved open with a huge gap.

The crystal lamp flashed wildly, emitting a mournful cry as it could no longer bear the weight.

For the first time, the figure of the Primordial Heavenly King was shaken and thrown backwards for billions of light-years.

The star path he traversed, countless evolving galaxies and worlds, were instantly reduced to chaos by the aftershocks of the axe's power.

"Your 'origin' originated from my 'opening up'."

A grand, ancient, and emotionless will transcended the barriers of time and space, resounding directly within the Dao heart of the Primordial Heavenly King.

This is not words, but a direct infusion of the "Tao," a relentless declaration from the source to the tributaries.

The Primordial Heavenly King steadied himself, his face remaining calm and composed, but the myriad phenomena of birth and death in his eyes were in complete disarray.

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the air.

"From the Wuji (the ultimate void) comes the Taiji (the supreme ultimate), and from the Taiji comes the Yin and Yang (the

His words carried the mandate of heaven, and the laws of the universe came into being under his control.

A spark of inspiration emanated from his fingertips, instantly evolving into Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols, and the Eight Trigrams, which in turn gave rise to endless innate runes.

These runes intertwined, forming a "Heavenly Dao" net that covered the entire battlefield, attempting to bring the domineering axe power back into order.

This is using the "order" that arises after the "opening up" to counteract the "chaos" inherent in the "opening up" itself.

However, the God of Chaos raised his axe once more.

This time, His actions were no longer mundane, but carried a resolute determination to sever all cause and effect and destroy all laws and principles.

The second axe blow, a sweeping motion.

The axe blade does not travel along a physical trajectory, but rather acts directly on the level of the "Great Dao".

The "Heavenly Way" network that the Primordial Heavenly King had just built was as fragile as a spider's web in the face of this sweeping axe.

The innate runes, composed of the most fundamental laws, collapsed on their own before even touching the axe blade, reverting to the most primal energy.

The strings of the universe are plucked to their tightest pitch at this moment.

In this newly created mythological world, the concept of time and space has long lost its inherent measure.

Light and darkness intertwine here to form a chaotic tapestry, and the lines of law drift haphazardly like broken harp strings.

The Primordial Heavenly King Xuanqing's form is not a physical entity, but a Dao shadow projected from the other side of the boundless river of time.

However, for a Great Luo Golden Immortal who has already attained the Dao Fruit of Taiyi and condensed the Eternal God, there is no essential difference between the projection and the original.

As long as this thought remains and this image persists, he will possess supreme power equivalent to his original form.

His existence is itself the highest expression of the word "origin," the first coordinate of all things from "nothingness" to "existence."

Therefore, Xuanqing did not feel much pressure when facing "Pangu Zhenren".

On the contrary, he was quite excited.

"Have I been infected by the River Styx?"

Xuan Qing felt his own surging fighting spirit and smiled.

Holding the Jade Purity Heaven-Opening Axe, Xuan Qing continued to retaliate.

"very good!"

The God of Chaos smiled.

The giant axe in his hand is not a real magical artifact, but a personification of the two opposing origins of "destruction" and "creation".

The previous clashes had lasted for countless moments, each moment longer than the birth and death of a world.

Xuanqing's "Primordial" Great Dao transformed into endless primordial runes, attempting to bring the other party into the order he had created.

Pangu Zhenren's will to "create" drives the giant axe, and with each swing, it returns the established order to the origin of chaos.

Their battles did not involve earth-shattering energy explosions, because all energy originated from their Dao.

Their battlefield is not in physical space, but in the projection of the higher and more fundamental "True Realm of the Great Dao".

Every collision between the axe light and the celestial light is a mutual demonstration and debate between the two fundamental Daos of "opening up" and "beginning".

The axe blade contains the absolute power to sever all constraints and reshape all rules.

What flows from Xuanqing's fingertips is the initial authority that defines all rules and endows all concepts.

This is a conflict born from the same source, like the roots and trunk of a tree, which, though one, are vying for dominance over the entire tree.

Wherever the axe's light passed, the myriad worlds that Xuanqing had constructed with the power of "Primordial Beginning" were created and destroyed, consuming the power of the axe's light between creation and destruction.

As the celestial light spread, the raging chaotic energy surrounding Pangu was straightened out and given its original "name," causing a slight stagnation in the flow of power.

It is a delicate balance, a stalemate where neither side can gain the upper hand.

The underlying logic of the entire universe is repeatedly formatted and rewritten under the struggle between the two.

Finally, after a pure collision, both sides retreated an incredible distance.

Xuanqing's Daoist figure remained stable, its radiance flowing, devoid of sorrow or joy, like an eternal rock.

The body of the Chaos God was unharmed, and the will from Pangu Zhenren became even clearer and more active.

"not bad!"

A grand and ancient voice resounded not through the vibration of the vocal cords, but directly from the depths of Xuanqing's Dao heart.

"It can use the 'Primordial' Way to receive my 'Opening' power without collapsing or losing my name."

The will of Pangu Zhenren reveals the satisfaction of an elder examining a younger generation.

"but……"

The tone suddenly shifted, carrying a hint of playfulness and challenge.

“If your ‘origin’ stops here, then you can’t defeat me, the ‘Chaos God’.”

As the words fell, the enormous body of the [God of Chaos] underwent a new change.

His body was no longer a simple aggregation of energy and the origin of the demon god, but began to transform into a more real and solid "Tao body".

Every inch of his skin was imprinted with divine patterns that seemed to mark the creation of the world.

With each breath, the surrounding chaotic void groaned in unbearable agony.

The giant axe in His hand, with its gray blade representing "annihilation," grew even deeper in color, as if it could devour the saint's gaze.

Pangu Zhenren seems to be gradually adapting to the body created by the demons and gods, and transforming it into a "Pangu Zhenren" that truly suits him.

His aura is rising exponentially.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Qing's eyes, which reflected the scene at the beginning of the universe, showed a ripple for the first time.

He did not reply, for words were meaningless at that moment.

He simply and calmly conveyed a thought to the distant reaches of time and space.

This thought, following the "path to heaven" he had laid out, instantly traversed countless world barriers. "Second brother, third brother."

His call was simple and direct.

“There is a troublesome demon god here. You should come here.”

……

The ancestral home of the ancient human race.

An old man dressed in a simple Taoist robe, whose aura blended seamlessly with the heavens and earth, seemed to exist yet be omnipresent, slowly opened his eyes.

He is none other than the Supreme Lord of Morality and the Great Lord.

At this moment, he is traveling among the nascent human tribes in countless avatars, teaching etiquette, imparting the art of alchemy, and sowing the seeds of civilization.

When Xuanqing's call came, he was imparting a trace of innate wisdom to a newborn human infant.

His movements paused slightly, and a rare look of surprise appeared in his eyes, which seemed to have seen through the ages and the vicissitudes of life.

"Demon?"

A ripple stirred in the Supreme Being's heart.

"What kind of demon god could make even my elder brother find it 'difficult'?"

The Primordial Dao is the cause of all results, and theoretically there is no existence that can cause him any trouble.

Unless... that demon god's origins touch upon some fundamental source that even the eldest brother cannot easily deal with.

He withdrew his finger that had been pointing at the human race, nodded slightly to the human patriarch before his figure dissipated like wisps of smoke.

Meanwhile, on Jin'ao Island, on the shore of the East China Sea, in the Biyou Palace.

A Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe, with a sharp and piercing aura between his brows and countless sword lights flashing around him, was giving a sermon.

Yu Chen accepted three more disciples—Jin Ling, Wu Dang, and Gui Ling.

Below the platform, the disciples listened with rapt attention.

Yu Chen's Dao is "intercepting," seeking a glimmer of hope for all things, and also the supreme sword path that cuts down all obstacles.

His sermons were not like Xuanqing's exposition of the ultimate truth of the Way of Heaven, nor like Taishang's teaching of non-action and naturalness; instead, they were full of change and vitality.

Xuanqing's call was like a thunderclap, exploding in his heart.

The voice of Daoist Yu Chen abruptly stopped, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Brother called me?"

He was equally surprised.

"What demons or gods in this world would require the three of us brothers to join forces?"

However, despite the surprise, Lord Yu Chen acted swiftly and decisively.

He rose from his cloud bed and addressed his disciples in a loud voice.

"You should all stay here and cultivate diligently, and not wander around at will."

"I'll be right back to slay that arrogant and ignorant demon!"

His tone was filled with powerful confidence and a hint of impatience, as if the "troublesome demon" was just a slightly larger ant.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Duobao and his disciples Jinling and Wudang were all excited and rose to see him off.

"We respectfully bid farewell to our Master!"

In their hearts, their master is invincible.

The so-called demon god is nothing more than a new addition to Master's glorious record.

They firmly believed that their master's journey would be a resounding success, and he would return in triumph.

They never imagined that their master would be facing such a reckless and ignorant being.

……

Taishang and Yuchen took a step out, following the "path to heaven" that Xuanqing had constructed in the dark.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and the vast atmosphere of the primordial world was replaced by a new mythological law full of exotic charm.

They descended upon this mythical universe called "Olympus".

Then, they saw the towering figure, wielding a giant axe, radiating a terrifying aura that made even their Dao hearts tremble – the [God of Chaos].

They also saw Xuanqing, who stood facing the giant object from afar, his expression still calm, but the "Primordial" Dao aura around him had been raised to its limit.

On the usually serene and inactive face of the Supreme Being, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, a rare occurrence.

A stiff look appeared on Yu Chen's face, which was full of fighting spirit.

"Big brother..."

The two brothers spoke almost in unison, their voices filled with complex emotions that were difficult to describe.

"This is the 'troublesome demon god' you were talking about?"

They looked at Xuanqing blankly, their eyes full of questions.

What kind of demon god is this?
This is clearly the one from their bloodline and the source of the Great Dao!
Although there are slight differences in aura and form, that axe and that world-shaking will are absolutely genuine!
Faced with his two brothers' questioning, Xuanqing revealed a bright smile.

That smile was pure and sincere, as if sharing an interesting discovery.

"correct."

He answered that matter-of-factly.

"Pangu, the Demon God of Power, is there a problem?"

Supreme Lord: "..."

Yu Chen: "..."

The two brothers were speechless for a moment.

Their eldest brother, at times, seemed to display a dark and wicked sense of humor that was unfamiliar to them.

At that moment, the [God of Chaos] spoke, his will resounding throughout the universe like thunder, filled with unquestionable majesty.

"nonsense!"

His grand voice carried a hint of refutation of the title "Demon of Power".

"What kind of powerful demon god is this place?"

"I am the God of Chaos, the origin and guardian of this universe!"

His gaze locked onto the newly arrived Supreme Being and Jade Emperor, his axe blade pointing at them with hostility.

"You extraterrestrial demons, how dare you repeatedly descend upon my world and disrupt its order! What is your punishment?"

Before he finished speaking, He had already moved.

The giant axe, bearing the power of creation, and carrying supreme divine might that made the entire universe tremble, slashed horizontally toward the Three Pure Ones!

This axe blow was even more terrifying than the one he delivered when fighting Xuan Qing.

Because Pangu's will has gained a deeper understanding of this body, the power it can unleash is also much stronger.

"The God of Chaos, is it?"

"Okay, we brothers will take this job!"

The Supreme Lord sighed, while Yu Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Since my elder brother has said so, and the other party has already made a move, there's nothing to hesitate about.

The next moment, the three brothers' auras merged completely into one.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

In an instant, the [True Realm of the Great Dao] experienced an unprecedented and violent tremor.

All the saints and immortals in the entire True Realm have disappeared.

All the Tao, all the laws, and all the authority they represented transformed into the purest primordial torrent, which surged wildly into the three supreme celestial deities atop the cloud platform.

Jade Purity Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun.

The three supreme beings, who had always ruled from behind the scenes and existed as the ultimate manifestations of the Great Dao, opened their eyes simultaneously at this moment.

Their gazes pierced through the barrier of the [True Realm of the Great Dao] and locked onto that alien battlefield in the real universe.

For the first time, the three supreme Dharma images descended together from the cloud platform representing "Tao".

They possessed an unparalleled, unimaginable, and indescribable terrifying power, transcending the realm of concepts and entering the dimension of reality.

Their figures perfectly overlapped with those of Xuanqing, Taishang, and Yuchen on the battlefield.

In an instant, this battlefield shrouded in chaos was completely purified by an infinitely great light.

This light is the light of beginning, the light of end, and the light of process.

At the core of the light, a colossal, thirty-six-petaled Primordial Lotus of Creation, too enormous to be measured by any unit, slowly bloomed.

The lotus has reached its full bloom.

Three towering giants, equally imposing and whose auras were in no way inferior to the [God of Chaos] opposite them, stepped out from the lotus platform!

Their faces were incredibly dignified.

Their bodies seemed to be composed of the purest Dao runes, and with each breath they took, countless worlds were born and destroyed.

"Humph!"

The first giant opened its mouth, uttering the first syllable at the beginning of creation, representing the "rising of pure energy".

"what!"

The second giant opened its mouth and uttered the second syllable from the creation of the world, representing "the turbid air sinking down".

"upbraid!"

The third giant opened its mouth, uttering the third syllable from the creation of heaven and earth, representing "establishing the order of the universe".

As the three sounds of creation resounded, the three manifestations of Pangu, formed by the combined power of the Three Pure Ones, each drew a giant axe from the void, radiating the same aura of creation!

Three giant axes, three Pangu statues, three distinct yet shared origins of creation—all locked onto the opposing [God of Chaos].

"You wretched demon!"

The three Pangu figures spoke in unison, their voices resounding throughout the universe.

"Come and die!"

Faced with this scene, the Chaos God, who was dominated by the will of Pangu Zhenren, was not afraid at all, but instead let out a hearty laugh.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times, his laughter filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

"Come and fight!"

He brandished the axe in his hand and took the initiative to meet him.

Four Pangu figures engaged in an ultimate battle that surpassed all epics and myths on the ruins of this alien mythological universe.

The Pangu that Xuanqing transformed into wielded the axe with sweeping, powerful strokes. Each swing was an explanation of the "Primordial Beginning," forcibly defining the opponent's form of existence and dismantling them from the root.

Pangu, who was transformed from the Supreme Being, had seemingly slow axe techniques, but they secretly conformed to the principles of Yin and Yang. Each block was like the flow of a Tai Chi diagram, dissipating most of the opponent's violent power and transforming it into his own power to counterattack.

The Pangu that Yu Chen transformed into possessed the most ferocious axe skills, filled with the killing intent to "cut off" everything. Each of his axe blows was aimed at the node in the opponent's Great Dao operation, attempting to sever the source of their power.

The God of Chaos, however, fought against three opponents single-handedly without being at a disadvantage.

His axe technique has no skill involved; it is only the purest, most primitive, and most savage "force" and "destruction."

One force can overcome ten techniques; one axe can break ten thousand methods.

No matter how exquisite the Taoist magic and supernatural powers that the Three Pure Ones' Pangu Dharma Body displayed, He only chopped at it with an axe.

Simple, direct, and effective.

Their fighting had long blurred all concepts.

Time, space, cause and effect, destiny... these lofty laws, on the edge of their battlefield, are like fragile glass, constantly shattering and reforming.

Those gods who watched from afar, whether they were the Ancestral Dragon or the Olympian gods, had long since retreated to the edge of the universe.

They didn't even dare to use their divine sense to peer into the center of the battlefield.

Because if they only glance at it once more, their divine essence will be assimilated by that terrifying Daoist aura, and their true spirit will be annihilated on the spot.

All they could see was that area was shrouded in an incomprehensible "light," the light emitted by the "Tao" as it burned.

This battle lasted for hundreds of rounds.

Each round of confrontation is enough to create or destroy a vast world.

Finally, when all the light faded, when the strings of the universe returned to calm.

At the center of the battlefield, the three manifestations of Pangu, transformed from the Three Pure Ones, still stood, though their light was slightly dimmed.

The Chaos God opposite them had a massive body covered with countless cracks caused by the power of the Great Dao.

He ultimately lost.

It wasn't that Pangu Zhenren's will was defeated, but rather that this "container" pieced together by the Chaos Demon Gods was ultimately unable to withstand the full-force clash of four beings at the "Pangu" level.

"Happy! So happy!"

Just before his body was about to completely collapse, Pangu Zhenren's will once again let out a hearty laugh.

His fading gaze swept over the distant Ancestral Dragon and the Olympian gods, and then over the chaotic demons hiding in the shadows of the universe.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"This inheritance is now given to you all!"

As His last thought was released, the Chaos God's collapsing body exploded!

But it was not annihilation; rather, it transformed into the purest and most primordial chaotic power, like a dazzling meteor shower, scattering across the entire universe.

A small portion of them, as if drawn by a force, precisely merged into the bodies of the Ancestral Dragon and the surviving Olympian gods, greatly enhancing their divine power and rank.

The vast majority, and most crucial, of the primordial chaos power transformed into streams of light, tearing through space and time, and precisely returning to the bodies of the demon gods who created the [Gods of Chaos].

"Pangu Zhenren" (Pangu the Immortal) used this method to bring this farce to a chaotic yet infinitely possible end.

He tested his successors and left new "trouble" and "opportunities" for the world.

Having done all this, His will vanished completely along with that last wisp of chaotic energy, as if it had never existed.

On the battlefield, only the Pangu Dharma Body, transformed from the Three Pure Ones, remained, standing silently in the void.

"This dad really knows how to have fun!"

Tai Shang thought to himself, "This is what I'm complaining about."

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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