However, aside from the Machine Race, it seed that other races had also erged in the Chaos World.
Gu Chuan swept his Divine Sense across Chaos City, and to his surprise, he discovered that it was not only populated by Chaos Demon Gods and the Machine Race—countless other races had also taken root here.
Even with just a cursory scan, he sensed the presence of tens of thousands of distinct races. This revelation astonished him; he had not expected so many different races to appear in such a short span of ti.
"So, is all of this because of ?"
Delving into the depths of his sea of consciousness, Gu Chuan calculated the Chaos Eight Trigrams, instantly comprehending the cause of this phenonon. It turned out that his actions had triggered a ripple effect, leading to these sweeping changes.
Originally, the Chaos Demon Gods had no concept of creating races. The thought had never even crossed their minds.
It was akin to the era before Jas Watt invented the steam engine—before its existence, who could have conceived such a thing?
The sa principle applied here.
Before Gu Chuan created the Machine Race, the other Demon Gods had never entertained the idea that they, too, could forge living beings. Nor did they realize how greatly they could benefit from doing so.
But because of Gu Chuan's actions, a butterfly effect had unfolded, inspiring the Demon Gods to follow his example. As a result, a vast array of new races had been born.
"Angels, Titans, Storm Titans, Ice Clans, Water Clans, Thunder Clans, Rock Titans..."
Gu Chuan was truly amazed by the sheer number of new races in Chaos City.
The once desolate and lonely Chaos World had now beco vibrant and teeming with life. Mighty divine races were being born one after another.
Through his perception, he saw angels radiating holy light, their very presence illuminating Chaos City as they moved gracefully and interacted with other races.
Titans, bare-chested, stood tall, displaying their formidable physiques and overwhelming combat prowess.
The Ice Clans exuded a terrifying chill with every step they took, freezing the very ground beneath them.
Thunder Clans crackled with electricity, discharging bolts of lightning that flickered through the void.
Rock Titans, seemingly slow-witted, possessed imnse destructive power when enraged.
Dwarves wandered about, wielding enormous hamrs. Though small in stature, their strength was nothing to scoff at.
These races, created by the mighty Demon Gods, had now co to life in Chaos City. They busily traded goods and resources, making the city more prosperous than ever before.
It was truly a sight of flourishing diversity—a grand assembly of all races.
However, harmony was not easily achieved. Rivalries simred beneath the surface, for these races were competitors in the Chaos World, vying for survival and resources.
Conflict was inevitable. Competition would breed strife, and peace among them would be nothing short of a miracle.
Yet, the most bustling place in Chaos City was not its marketplace, but the Giant Axe Arena.
Over the years, the Giant Axe Arena had beco the most popular location in Chaos City. After all, it was the only place where one could engage in battle freely.
It was no surprise that this arena captivated the Demon Gods. Any warrior whose blood burned with the desire for battle would eventually find themselves here.
As a result, the Giant Axe Arena was always abuzz with activity. Not only did the Chaos Demon Gods frequent it, but even the newly created races participated, testing their strength and settling disputes through combat.
For so, irreconcilable grudges led to life-and-death duels in the arena.
At the heart of it all was Pangu, the arena's undisputed master.
Nurous Demon Gods, both great and small, gathered around him. Even so Dao Demon Gods had pledged allegiance to him.
Unintentionally or not, Pangu had beco the leader of a formidable faction.
Strength attracted followers—whether to seek guidance or protection.
Thus, a great power had naturally taken shape.
"What's this?"
Gu Chuan narrowed his eyes. He could see that Pangu was leading a group of muscular warriors through intense training in the Giant Axe Arena's dojo. So were sprinting, others were lifting weights, performing push-ups, or engaging in brutal sparring sessions.
This was not just a gathering of Chaos Demon Gods. mbers of various races, even the Machine Race, had joined Pangu's group, forming what could only be called the Pangu Clan.
"Interesting. So even the cultivation path is now splitting into two schools—technique versus martial combat?"
Gu Chuan chuckled. It was clear that he represented the path of supernatural spells, while Pangu embodied the martial path of raw physical prowess. A clear divide between two factions had begun to take shape.
Moreover, during Gu Chuan's Closed-Door Training, Pangu had not remained idle. His cultivation had advanced rapidly. Though he had yet to match Gu Chuan's pace, he had now mastered a hundred Daos.
Pangu was only eight Daos away from reaching the realm of the World-Creation Saint.
For soone like Pangu, this was rely a matter of ti.
At that mont, Pangu, still deep in training, seed to sense sothing. A flicker of realization crossed his face as he spoke telepathically to Gu Chuan.
"Fellow Daoist Gu Chuan, have you erged from seclusion?"
"Yes, I have."
Gu Chuan was not surprised that Pangu had sensed his Divine Sense. Pangu was a being of imnse strength, a Demon God with an exceptionally sharp sixth sense. It would be difficult to hide anything from him, even with the most refined Divine Sense.
Moreover, Gu Chuan had made no effort to conceal his presence.
However, the sheer intensity of his Divine Sense was overwhelming. It blanketed the vast chaos and void, making it nearly impossible for ordinary Demon Gods to detect, even if he wasn't actively hiding it.
"Excellent," Pangu grinned. "Gu Chuan, co here for a mont. I need you to teach these brats a lesson—and I also have sothing to ask of you."
"Oh? What is it?"
"You'll find out when you get here."
Pangu's voice bood with confidence.
With a flash, Gu Chuan moved.
In an instant, he traveled from the central dojo to the Giant Axe Arena, appearing right at Pangu's side.
Boom!
A heavy silence fell over the dojo.
The warriors in the midst of training turned to stare at the newcor.
Many of them, having been born in recent years, did not recognize Gu Chuan. After all, not every Demon God had been fortunate enough to hear his teachings.
But among them were those who did recognize him—and their reactions were imdiate.
Their breathing grew rapid, and their eyes burned with excitent.
Because standing before them was none other than the Strongest Chaos Demon God—the undisputed Lord of Chaos City.
Even though Gu Chuan emanated no aura, those with sufficient cultivation felt an indescribable pressure bearing down on them.
They knew, without a doubt, that this was a being who stood at the very peak of Chaos itself.
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