Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

Kong Xuan looked at him calmly.

"Even in death, he's still restless."

Yang Mei opened her eyes, looking at Kong Xuan with a lingering sense of regret.

In those eyes, there was doubt, shock, and fear.

"Who are you?"

His voice was hoarse, as if it came from endless ages ago.

Kong Xuan did not answer.

He simply raised his hand.

The divine light of the Great Dao flows and circulates.

Green, yellow, red, black, white.

Five beams of light enveloped Yang Mei's lingering resentment.

Yang Mei's expression changed drastically:

"You dare!"

He made his move.

The laws of space surged, chaos tore apart, and spacetime distorted.

This strike was enough to destroy an entire region.

It can strike the divine light of the Great Dao, but it's like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Silently.

Vanished without a trace.

Yang Mei's pupils suddenly contracted:

"How is that possible?!"

He is the God of Space, who controls the laws of space.

Even Pangu wouldn't dare to take his attack head-on.

But the person in front of me didn't even move?

Kong Xuan said calmly:

"Your spatial laws are nothing special in my eyes."

The divine light of the Great Dao descended.

Yang Mei struggled fiercely with lingering regret, but to no avail.

Like a fish caught in a net, the more it struggles, the tighter the net becomes.

"Who exactly are you?!"

He raised his eyebrows and roared.

Kong Xuan looked at him:

"The one who devours you."

The divine light of the Great Dao was withdrawn.

Yang Mei's lingering regret transformed into a stream of light and entered Kong Xuan's body.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes, trying to process that lingering regret.

Spatial laws.

The origin of chaos.

Memories before the creation of the world.

Countless pieces of information flooded my mind.

Kong Xuan remained expressionless and absorbed everything.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

The lingering regret that had once filled Yang Mei has been completely swallowed up.

His spatial laws have been refined once again.

Kong Xuan turned around and continued walking.

There are still 2,999 left.

Take your time searching.

Amidst the chaos, gray mist surged.

Kong Xuan was gone for ten years.

It devoured the remnants of thirty-seven demon gods.

Time Demon, Power Demon, Destruction Demon...

Each one is stronger than the last.

But in his presence, they were all the same.

With a single sweep of divine light, it vanished.

There was no room for resistance.

There was no room for struggle.

Absolute crushing defeat.

On this day, Kong Xuan stopped walking.

Ahead, a massive lingering ghost appeared.

That regret was so great that it blotted out the sky.

Its power far surpasses anything seen before.

The leader of the Chaos Gods... Pangu.

wrong.

It's not Pangu.

It is Pangu's obsession.

After creating the world, Pangu perished.

But he felt a tinge of resentment.

That unwillingness transformed into an obsession, scattered into the depths of chaos.

As countless years passed, this obsession actually gained sentience.

Kong Xuan stared at the enormous lingering remnant, his eyes flickering slightly.

Pangu's obsession.

interesting.

That obsession also looked at Kong Xuan, its gaze filled with scrutiny and apprehension.

Who are you?

The sound was like thunder, rolling in.

Kong Xuan said calmly:

Kong Xuan.

Obsession causes frown:

"Never heard of it."

"This era should not have a strong person like you."

Kong Xuan nodded:

"you're right."

"I come from the future."

Obsession's expression changed slightly:

"The future? Time is irreversible, so how can you make it happen?"

Kong Xuan did not explain.

He simply raised his hand.

The divine light of the Great Dao flows and circulates.

Obsessive gaze fixed on the five beams of light, his pupils suddenly contracted:

"This is... the origin of chaos?!"

"You've grasped the essence of chaos?!"

Kong Xuan did not answer.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

With a roar of obsession, he threw a punch to meet the attack.

Pangu's obsession led to the inheritance of Pangu's power.

With a single punch, chaos shattered and spacetime broke apart.

This punch was enough to kill a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

It struck the divine light of the Great Dao, but only caused it to tremble.

Then it disappeared.

Obsession turned pale:

"How is that possible...?"

Kong Xuan looked at him:

"Your strength is indeed formidable."

"But you are just a lingering obsession."

"Not the real Pangu."

"If Pangu were to be resurrected, he might be able to withstand three of my attacks."

"you?"

He shook his head:

"Not even one move is enough."

The divine light of the Great Dao descended.

Obsession, struggle, roar, resistance.

But it's completely useless.

Enveloped by the divine light of the Great Dao, it entered Kong Xuan's body.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

The power of Pangu, the memory of Pangu, the obsession of Pangu.

Countless messages flooded in.

His expression changed slightly.

Because he saw something in those memories.

Something that shouldn't exist.

Before Pangu separated heaven and earth, in the chaos, there was something.

That thing has no name, no form, and no appearance.

Yet it is the origin of chaos, the source of all things, and the starting point of the Tao.

When Pangu separated heaven and earth, he intended to split it in two.

It can't be split.

With one swing of the axe, the object remained completely still.

Pangu had no choice but to leave it deep in the chaos.

Endless years have passed, and that thing remains there.

Waiting for the right person.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

The origin of chaos.

If he obtains it, his cultivation level might be able to advance further.

From the primordial chaos to the boundless void.

Kong Xuan turned around and walked in the direction Pangu remembered.

His robes fluttered in the wind, and his black hair stood on end.

Deep within chaos.

A palace.

It is not built.

It is naturally formed.

The primordial chaos condensed over countless years, eventually taking on a physical form.

The palace was magnificent and entirely black.

The palace doors were wide open, and inside was utter emptiness.

Kong Xuan stood outside the hall, gazing at the palace.

This is the location in Pangu's memory.

That primordial chaos is located within the hall.

Kong Xuan stepped into the hall.

The hall was empty.

There was nothing there.

There was only one ball of light.

The light wasn't big, about the size of a fist.

However, the aura it emitted caused Kong Xuan to change color slightly.

The origin of chaos.

The origin of all things.

The starting point of the Tao.

The ball of light hovered in mid-air, slowly rotating.

Kong Xuan gazed at it, remaining silent for a long time.

Then, raise your hand.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

The light moved.

It trembled slightly.

The divine light of the Great Dao was actually deflected.

Kong Xuan frowned.

This was the first time he had failed with the Divine Light of the Great Dao.

The ball of light seemed to sense something and drifted towards Kong Xuan.

It floated very slowly.

But with each inch the boat drifted, Kong Xuan felt the pressure increase.

It's not intimidation.

It is the pressure from the source.

It is the suppression of the Tao.

Kong Xuan's expression was solemn as he activated his cultivation.

The aura of the Primordial Taiji Golden Immortal erupted with full force.

The light stopped.

He stopped three feet in front of Kong Xuan.

Then, it moved.

It was not an attack.

It's about integration.

It slowly sank into Kong Xuan's chest.

Kong Xuan was startled.

An unprecedented power erupted within him.

The primordial chaos merged with him.

His cultivation level began to surge.

Mid-stage of Hunyuan Taiji.

Late stage of Hunyuan Taiji.

The pinnacle of Hunyuan Tai Chi.

boom!

An invisible barrier shattered with a deafening roar.

Chaos and nothingness!

Kong Xuan's aura surged to an unprecedented level.

That realm has no name.

Because no one has ever reached it.

Kong Xuan was the first.

He closed his eyes, feeling the surging power within his body.

Chaos and nothingness.

A single thought can create the world.

A single thought can destroy the world.

With a single thought, all things can be created.

A single thought can destroy all living beings.

This is the primordial chaos.

It surpasses the Heavenly Dao, surpasses Hongjun, surpasses Pangu.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, his vision clear.

He raised his hand and gently shook it.

In his palm, chaos condensed and transformed into a bead.

That is the Chaos Pearl.

It was formed from the origin of chaos.

Kong Xuan gazed at the bead, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"not bad."

He put the beads into his sleeve, turned around and walked out of the palace.

Outside the palace, chaos continued to churn.

But in his eyes, this chaos was different.

Before, when I looked at Chaos, it was like trying to see flowers through a fog.

Looking at chaos now is like observing the lines on the palm of your hand.

Every wisp of chaotic energy, every strand of primordial power, every fragment of the law.

He could see everything clearly.

It's crystal clear.

Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

There's nothing in this era worth staying for.

The Dragon-Han Great Tribulation has ended.

Luo Hou was destroyed, the three races ceased their existence, and Hongjun broke through to the next level.

The lingering resentment of three thousand demon gods was devoured by thirty-eight.

Pangu's obsession was swallowed up.

The origin of chaos, I've taken it.

Everything that needed to be done has been done.

I've taken everything I was entitled to.

It's time to go.

Kong Xuan turned around and walked towards the time tunnel.

With one step, he vanished into the chaos.

Zixiao Mountain.

Hongjun is currently in seclusion.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

A nameless fear welled up inside me.

It's not dangerous.

It's instinct.

It is the instinct of ants facing the might of heaven.

Hongjun's face turned deathly pale, and his whole body trembled.

He didn't know what had happened.

But he could sense it.

Something in this world has changed.

It has become stronger.

So strong it's despair-inducing.

Outside the hall, Yangmei Daoist rushed in.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun! Can you feel it?!"

Hongjun nodded, his voice hoarse:

"I can feel it."

Yangmei Daoist's voice trembled:

"What is that?"

Hongjun shook his head:

"have no idea."

"But I know a little bit."

"That thing, if it wants to destroy us..."

"It's just a matter of a single thought."

The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

That fear was ingrained in my very bones.

Deep within chaos.

Rahu is healing his wounds.

Suddenly, he froze.

An invisible force emanated from the far distance.

It pressed down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Rahu's face turned deathly pale:

"It's him..."

"He's gotten stronger again..."

"No......"

"It has become stronger..."

"So powerful that I can't even sense it anymore..."

Luo Hou slumped to the ground, his face ashen.

He thought he would have another chance in his lifetime.

There's still a chance to become stronger, strong enough to not be afraid of that person.

But now, he knows.

There's no chance anymore.

There will never be another chance.

Because that person has become so powerful that they've reached another level.

They were so powerful that he didn't even have the right to look up to them.

Luo Hou closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

No more repairs.

I'm not going to argue anymore.

We're not fighting anymore.

It's no use fixing it.

Even if you fight, you'll still lose.

Fighting means death.

That's fine.

Time tunnel.

Kong Xuan walked on air.

All around was endless chaos, distorted time, and shattered space.

But he left calmly.

As if walking on flat ground.

When one's cultivation reaches the state of Chaos Without Limit, time and space become meaningless before him.

Where you want to go is just a matter of a thought.

You can go whenever you want, it's just a matter of a thought.

In his eyes, the past, present, and future are nothing more than a piece of paper.

Turn the page, and another era begins.

Kong Xuan stopped in his tracks.

He was thinking about something.

Should we go see Yuanfeng again?

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

I'm not going.

I've seen what I needed to see.

What needed to be done, was done.

As for the mother?

He knew she was there.

She knew he was alive.

enough.

Kong Xuan continued on his way.

Ahead, light appeared.

He stepped out.

Before us is the era of Journey to the West.

It was the time he left.

Exactly.

Kong Xuan stood in the void and took a deep breath.

came back.

He turned and looked towards the southern border.

The immortal volcano is still there.

The flames are still burning.

Yuan Feng's mark is still there.

Kong Xuan withdrew his gaze and flew eastward.

It's time to go back.

He had something else waiting for him.

The Golden-Winged Roc is still cultivating.

The Buddha is still making plans.

The Heavenly Court is still scheming.

Buddhism and Taoism are still locked in conflict.

He didn't want to get involved in these things.

But now, he suddenly wants to take charge.

It's not for any other reason.

This is Yuan Feng.

She said:

"Those who cultivate themselves should keep the well-being of all people in mind."

Kong Xuan disagreed.

The common people? What does that have to do with him?

But at this moment, he suddenly felt...

Since we have the ability, it wouldn't hurt to take charge.

It's not for the sake of the common people.

It's for myself.

For that little something in my heart, something I can't quite explain.

Kong Xuan sped up.

They flew towards the cave of the Golden-Winged Roc.

Mount Sumeru.

The demonic energy surged, but it was not as strong as before.

When Rahu ceased his struggle, the demonic path declined.

The demons, leaderless, fought amongst themselves in complete chaos.

Rahu didn't care.

He simply sat in the main hall, closing his eyes to rest.

No more repairs.

We're not fighting anymore.

I'm not going to argue anymore.

Just sit there.

Waiting to die.

wrong.

We're waiting for that person to come.

He knew that person would come.

Not now.

It will happen someday in the future.

On that day, he would kneel before that person.

Like that person said:

"One day in the future, you will kneel before me."

Luo Hou opened his eyes and looked at the surging demonic energy outside the palace.

He gave a wry smile.

"So, he already knew."

"I knew I would kneel."

"I know I'll be scared."

"I knew I would give up."

"So, he didn't even bother to kill them."

Rahu closed his eyes.

Continue sitting.

Waiting for that day.

Undead volcano.

The flames never go out.

Kong Xuan stood atop the volcano, his hands behind his back.

He didn't go in.

I was just standing outside.

Gazing at the surging flames.

After a long silence, he spoke:

"Mother, I'm leaving."

"I went to a very far place."

"I took some things."

"I've gotten a little stronger."

"I'm back now."

"I came to see you."

The flames surged, but there was no response.

But Kong Xuan knew that she could hear her.

Because that mark was shimmering slightly.

Kong Xuan continued:

I remember what you said back then.

"Those who cultivate themselves should keep the well-being of all people in mind."

I didn't believe it at first.

"But now, I believe it."

"Not for the sake of the common people."

"It's for myself."

"For that little something in my heart."

"It's hard to explain, hard to define."

"But it is there."

The flames surged even more fiercely.

It's like a response.

Kong Xuan's lips curled up slightly:

"Okay, that's enough."

"It's time to go."

"I'll come see you again next time."

He turned and walked down the mountain.

There was no turning back.

There was no goodbye.

......

Kong Xuan returned to his cave and sat cross-legged on the stone platform.

Close your eyes and regulate your breathing to digest what you have learned from this trip.

The state of primordial chaos is still unstable.

That primordial chaos was still circulating within his body.

It needs time to refine.

He sat there for three hundred years.

Over the course of three hundred years, the world underwent dramatic changes.

The Dragon-Han Great Tribulation ended ahead of schedule, allowing the three races to recuperate and rebuild.

The First Emperor retreated to the East Sea and never appeared in the world again.

The Qilin guarded the western wilderness, remaining secluded and refusing to leave its gates.

With Yuan Feng stationed in the southern border, the flames of the immortal volcano blaze even brighter.

The three races ceased hostilities, and the world was at peace.

However, undercurrents are brewing.

Although Rahu is gone, the demonic path has not been extinguished.

The remaining evil forces roamed freely, wreaking havoc in the region.

Hongjun broke through to the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, becoming famous throughout the primordial world.

Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and Qian Kun have all made progress.

Zixiao Mountain became a sacred place for spiritual practice, attracting pilgrims from all directions.

this day.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

After three hundred years of refinement, the primordial chaos has been integrated into his bones and blood.

The state of primordial chaos has been completely stabilized.

He got up and walked out of the cave.

Outside, the sun is shining brightly.

The sky is azure, dotted with fluffy white clouds.

Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

Suddenly, he frowned.

From the east, a powerful aura surged into the sky.