Clatter~~
Under Gu Chuan's control, the corpses of the Chaos Demon Gods rged into the Prehistoric World, their flesh and blood dispersing across every corner of the realm. Each corpse naturally gave rise to unique secret realms, embodying distinct Dao principles.
For instance, the remains of the Lord of the Furnace ford the Secret Realm of Fire, a domain brimming with eternal, inextinguishable flas. The corpse of the Storm Lord transford into the Storm Secret Realm, where a ceaseless void storm raged, rendering it impassable to immortals—any who dared enter would be reduced to ashes. The remains of the Lord of Light gave birth to the Light Secret Realm, a place suffused with boundless radiance that replenished vitality and rejected all darkness.
Scattered throughout the Prehistoric World, these secret realms beca intrinsic to its foundation, hastening its completion.
"And then, there are Pangu's treasures."
Gu Chuan's gaze fell upon four Chaos Supre Treasures once wielded by Pangu: the Sky-Opening Axe, the Heaven-Opening Chisel, the Chaos Green Lotus, and the Good Fortune Jade Plate. Yet, after the great battle, only the Good Fortune Jade Plate remained intact—the others had shattered.
The Sky-Opening Axe had fractured into three supre innate treasure: the Taiji Diagram (ford from the axe's back), the Pangu Strear (born from the axe's blade), and the Chaos Bell (erging from the axe's handle). Similarly, the Heaven-Opening Chisel collapsed, having absorbed imnse quantities of Chaos Demon God blood and malevolent energy. Its fragnts transford into the Four Swords of Execution—the legendary Zhuxian Swords.
The Chaos Green Lotus suffered the most severe fragntation. One mature lotus seed gave rise to the Thirty-Sixth Rank Good Fortune Chaos Green Lotus, while the safflower transford into the Panlong Whip, the lotus pod into the Qiankun Cauldron, and the lotus leaves into the Qingping Sword.
The remaining three immature lotus seeds beca the Twelfth Rank Golden Lotus of rit, the Twelfth Rank Red Lotus of Karma, and the Twelfth Rank Black Lotus of Destruction. A half-ripe lotus seed transford into the White Lotus of the World, which later beca the Lotus Lamp.
The five lotus leaves took form as the Five Innate Elental Banners:
Central: Boundless Xinghuang Banner
East: Azure Lotus Treasure Banner
South: Lidi Fla Banner
West: Cloud Border Plain Banner
North: Xuanyuan Water Control Banner
The lotus petals beca legendary treasures, including the Book of Heaven (ford from the Conferred Gods List and the God Whip), the Book of Earth (rged from the Book of Mountains and Seas and the Earth mbrane), and the Book of Man (composed of the Book of Life and Death, the Samsara Pen, the Red Thread of Fate, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and the Killing God Spear).
Thus, the once-perfect Chaos Supre Treasure was divided into nurous Innate Supre Treasures.
"Go."
With a sweeping gesture, Gu Chuan scattered these Innate Treasures across the Prehistoric World, using their power to stabilize the fundantal elents of earth, water, fire, and wind. For soone at his level, ordinary treasures held little significance. Rather than hoarding them, he chose to leave them for those who needed them, allowing these treasures to serve as the cornerstones of the Prehistoric World.
Only the Good Fortune Jade Plate remained in his possession. Unlike the others, it was a Taoist scripture containing the principles of the Three Thousand Great Daos, an invaluable resource even to him.
Rumble~~~
As the Prehistoric World reached completion, the entire Chaos Realm trembled. A resonant Dao sound reverberated across the vast expanse, echoing into the depths of every Chaos being's soul.
Mysterious and boundless Dao lodies filled the air, playing like the symphony of creation. All who heard them experienced epiphanies, their understanding of the Dao deepening beyond asure.
Above the Prehistoric World, the Gate of Chaos erged—a monuntal structure that, in this mont, fully cracked open. From within, torrents of golden rit Light cascaded downward, illuminating the heavens and earth. The sheer scale of this rit was unfathomable, exceeding all the accumulated rit Gu Chuan had previously received by an imasurable magnitude.
This was not rely the rit of World Creation. More significantly, it was the rit of saving the Chaos Realm from destruction, rescuing countless beings, and securing the future of existence. Gu Chuan had even slain a Doomsday, an entity whose destructive power equaled that of an entire universe. By eradicating such a force, he had strengthened the very foundation of Chaos itself, doubling its Source Energy and enhancing its cultivation environnt.
The Source of Chaos, recognizing these unparalleled contributions, descended upon Gu Chuan with an unprecedented flood of rit Light.
Rumble~~~
The Gate of Chaos fully opened, and an unceasing torrent of golden light poured forth. Each beam of rit was billions of feet long, and their numbers were beyond calculation. The entire Prehistoric World basked in this divine radiance, transforming into an enormous sphere of rit Light, impervious to external forces.
Even the ominous Power of Doomdays—should it approach—would be purified into nothingness.
"My heavens, how can there be such an imnse flood of rit?!"
"It must be the rit of World Creation!"
Within Chaos City, the remaining Chaos Demon Gods bore witness to this awe-inspiring spectacle. Their expressions twisted with envy, their regret palpable. Had they known such rewards awaited, they would never have fled back to the city out of fear of the Dooms.
Yet, at that very mont, the Gate of Chaos manifested within Chaos City, and streaks of rit Light descended upon them as well. Though their efforts had been ager, they had nonetheless played a role in protecting Chaos.
The Source of Chaos, impartial and just, bestowed rit even upon them—acknowledging that while they had not achieved great success, they had at least exerted effort.
"We... we are receiving rit too!"
The Chaos Demon Gods trembled with gratitude. They did not care how small their share was—after all, rit Light from the Source of Chaos was one of the rarest and most sacred treasures in existence. Even Chaos City's Lord had obtained but a fraction of what now rained upon them.
Possessing even a sliver of this divine energy was an unimaginable fortune, a treasure beyond value.
Overco with joy, the Chaos Demon Gods exulted in their unexpected blessing, their hearts filled with reverence and gratitude.
Reviews
All reviews (0)