Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

"It was not in vain that I left behind a legacy on the sun."

Pangu's voice was like a resounding bell, yet it carried a hint of gentleness as he said, "You are very good. My lineage has a successor."

Taiyi respectfully replied, "Father God, you flatter me. I am but a junior, and it is thanks to your blessings that I am where I am today."

Pangu shook his head: "No need to be modest. I observe that your path is the purest of the Great Dao of the Sun, and your position as Heavenly Emperor is as firm as a rock. You are on the right path. Continue on this path and do not turn back to cultivate another one."

Taiyi bowed and said, "I will follow the teachings of Father God."

Pangu remained silent for a moment, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Taiyi and slowly said, "I have a request to make."

Taiyi was slightly taken aback. How could Pangu, such an existence, ask him for a favor?

"Father God, please speak."

Pangu sighed softly: "The Wu Clan is formed from my essence and blood. Today, I am able to return to the Primordial World entirely because of their summoning using the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. They are hot-tempered and reckless, and I fear they will have many conflicts with the Heavenly Court in the future."

I do not ask you to favor the Witch Clan, I only ask that if the Witch Clan ever falls, you preserve a branch of their bloodline to continue their lineage.

For Pangu, all races and spirits are his offspring and bloodline. The reason he spoke up was not because of these races, but because he was able to return to the primordial world today and take a look, all thanks to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

That's why he spoke to Taiyi.

Taiyi remained silent for a moment.

He knew what Pangu meant. In the original timeline, the Wu tribe and the Yao tribe fought a great battle, almost resulting in mutual destruction.

Pangu was seeking a way out for the Wu tribe.

Taiyi raised his head, his golden eyes meeting Pangu's, and solemnly said:

"Father God, rest assured, Taiyi hereby swears to the Great Dao that no matter how the Heavenly Court and the Divine Court fight in the future, Taiyi will preserve a branch of the Wu Clan's bloodline and will never exterminate them."

Click!

A bolt of lightning flashed across the celestial court, where no thunder had ever appeared before; it was the Great Dao listening and witnessing.

If Pangu were not here, the Great Dao would not pay him any attention.

In the primordial world, the Heavenly Dao reigned supreme, while the Great Dao had long since faded into the background.

Pangu nodded in satisfaction and gestured with his hand.

A sliver of golden light entered Taiyi's brow, transforming into a mark.

That is Pangu's mark, Pangu's recognition of Taiyi.

"With this mark, the Sun Star will become completely one with you. When you attain the Great Golden Immortal of Primordial Chaos in the future, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Taiyi was overjoyed upon hearing this and bowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Father God."

Pangu nodded slightly, turned around, and left the Heavenly Court.

After leaving the Heavenly Court, Pangu did not immediately return to the Pangu Palace, but instead strode across the primordial land.

His every step traversed thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, yet he did not harm a single blade of grass or tree.

He walked very slowly, as if recalling the world he had created with his life, and looking at all the things he had created with his flesh and blood.

His first stop was the tribe of the Wu people.

These are his descendants, formed from his essence and blood, his closest offspring.

The Three Pure Ones had already huddled together, not daring to speak, when Pangu appeared, fearing that he would take them away and return them to their original state.

Otherwise, the first thing he would want to see is the Three Pure Ones, which are the manifestations of his own primordial spirit.

Pangu was aware of this, but he did not blame him.

This trip is simply to see the primordial wilderness as it is today, nothing more.

Pangu stood in the center of the tribe, looking down at the shamanic warriors kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

Hou Yi knelt at the very front, his forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Kuafu, Xingtian, Chiyou and other great shamans knelt behind him, and the bravest men in normal times were all in tears.

"Father God... Father God has returned!" Hou Yi's voice choked with emotion; this tough and unyielding man cried like a child.

Pangu reached out and gently patted Houyi's head.

"Good children." His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. "I gave birth to you with my own blood and essence, and you have not disappointed me. The bloodline of the Witch Clan shall continue."

Upon hearing this, the witches cried even louder.

Pangu's gaze swept across the faces of every member of the Wu tribe, memorizing their features. Then he turned and continued on his way.

On the shore of the East Sea, Dragon King Ao Guang led his entire dragon clan to kneel on the coastline.

They did not know when Pangu would come, but they had been waiting since the moment Pangu's true form appeared.

They are also descendants of Pangu, and Pangu is their father god.

Pangu's footsteps trod on the surface of the East China Sea, and the seawater automatically parted to make way for him.

He walked up to Ao Xu, looked at the old dragon kneeling on the ground, and said calmly, "Dragon Clan, you were once the overlords of the primordial world. Although you have now retreated to the four seas, you have not failed my expectations."

Tears streamed down Ao Guang's face as he kowtowed and said, "Father God... the Dragon Clan is unworthy, failing to protect the foundation of the primordial world..."

Pangu shook his head: "Prosperity and decline are predestined, there's no need to blame yourself. In the future, just focus on multiplying and do not let the bloodline end."

"I will obey the command of the Father God!" Ao Guang kowtowed deeply.

After leaving the East Sea, Pangu went to the South Sea, the West Sea, and the North Sea, where he met with each of the various tribes of the Dragon Clan.

Wherever they went, the sea surged and the dragon's roar shook the heavens—the highest praise the dragons paid to their father god.

The third stop: the Southern Undying Volcano.

The Phoenix Clan lives in seclusion here, avoiding the world.

The arrival of Pangu caused the entire immortal volcano to boil.

The Phoenix Clan Chief led all the phoenixes to kneel at the crater, their cries soaring into the heavens.

Pangu looked at the colorful divine birds and nodded slightly: "Phoenix Clan, you control the Southern Bright Fire and guard the southern part of the primordial wilderness. Cultivate diligently and do not waste your talents."

The Phoenix Clan Chief cried out, "Father God... the Phoenix Clan will never forget Father God's kindness!"

Pangu nodded and turned to leave.

The fourth stop is the Northern Great Swamp, Qilin Cliff.

The auspicious beast Qilin clan guards this place.

When Pangu arrived, the Mo Qilin led the Qilin clan to kneel on the cliff top, surrounded by auspicious clouds and countless streams of auspicious energy.

Pangu looked at these auspicious Qilin and said calmly, "Qilin, you guard the four directions, govern auspicious omens, and bring peace to the primordial world. Protect them well and do not fail the mandate of heaven."

The black Qilin kowtowed: "The teachings of our Father God will be forever remembered by the Qilin clan!"

Pangu traveled to every corner of the primordial wilderness.

He went to the Celestial Court and met the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother; he went to the Eastern Wilderness and saw the scattered primordial deities; he went to the Netherworld Blood Sea and saw the endless Netherworld Blood Sea of ​​the Styx Ancestor; he went to the summit of Mount Buzhou and saw the Heavenly Pillar formed from his own spine.

Wherever it goes, heaven and earth pay homage to it.

The mountains and rivers murmured with a sound as if singing and weeping, and the flowers, grasses and trees moved without wind, as if paying homage to the Father God.

Finally, Pangu arrived at the Land of Return to Nothingness.

Guixu, located in the far north of the primordial wilderness, is unfathomably deep. It is the final convergence point of all waters and the most secluded and mysterious place in the world.

There was no light, no sound, only endless darkness and silence.

Pangu stood at the edge of the Ruins of Return, his gaze piercing through the endless darkness to see the deepest part of the Ruins of Return.

There, a twin lotus flower grows.

The lotus stems are slender, the lotus leaves are emerald green, and two lotus flowers grow side by side, one white and one red, nestled together.

In this desolate ruin, this twin lotus stands out conspicuously, yet it is also exceptionally precious.