Chapter 200: What to do if a child won't listen? Just give them a few social beatings!

As the ultimate achiever of the Dao of Destruction, Luo Hou is absolutely qualified to speak for this Great Dao.

Heaven and Earth will be destroyed, the Great Dao will be destroyed……There are far too many things in this world that can be destroyed.

What, then, is the ultimate destruction? Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor, stands at the peak of the Dao, using his profound insight as a Grand Luo and his wonderful life as a demon since his birth, he gives an answer to this question.

——Forgetting! Only forgetting can rely on using against that supreme……Pangu! Pangu is too strong.

This is the existence that all Grand Luo beings must look up to.

Even an ordinary Grand Luo, with an eternal innate spiritual light, finds the Destruction Dao helpless……What more Pangu?

Luo Hou had been powerless and desperate for a moment.

But later, he had a sudden inspiration, a flash of spiritual light, and realized a glimmer of hope to break the situation.

The Grand Luo's eternal innate spiritual light is indeed eternal……but Grand Luo still has the possibility of losing the self.

The Dao nature endures, human nature perishes.

What is this? This is forgetting.

Forgetting the once-most deeply engraved memories, forgetting the step-by-step ascent to the peak of the spiritual platform.

Upon realizing this truth, Luo Hou had an epiphany.

This should be the key to breaking out of this deadlock.

But how should we do it?

The ordinary Grand Luo's state of losing the self is always sealed by a stronger being as a variable, then a heavy hand is applied to format it……With killing, there arises an innate spiritual treasure.

Now the problem arises——who can use strength to beat Pangu into losing the self? If Luo Hou had such strength, why would he need to play schemes with the many innate divinities? He would have just swept them aside directly.

So, brute force is impossible.

We need to use wisdom to find the crucial breakthrough point.

Luo Hou found it.

This is the only possible way against Pangu.

Honghuang world! Humanity's sentient beings! "Pangu, you opened up the Honghuang universe, truly a failed move."

Luo Hou said lightly, "You were originally perfect and flawless, without defect or loss, standing at the utmost peak."

"Although your body and soul once self‑melted and refined in the opening universe, becoming all phenomena and sentient beings of heaven and earth."

"Strictly speaking, these losses are insignificant to you; now wanting to descend again, you can descend again, your peak combat power not diminished in the slightest……"

For a Grand Luo, only one innate spiritual light matters.

The remaining flesh body and soul……if they're gone, they're gone; we can just get another from a momentary spacetime node, it's basically not a big problem.

Rebirth from a drop of blood?

Not even blood is needed! A bit of existing information is enough to restore all data……Permission Dog, Administrator, that's how carefree they are.

"But alas, the intentions and motives behind your actions, all those sacrifices and dedications, have created a weakness out of thin air for yourself."

Luo Hou's mouth curled up.

"In this world, no one can defeat you, overthrow you……yet there exists such beings who can exclude you, expel you!"

"Yes!"

"They are the sentient beings of this Honghuang world!"

"Because they are created by you……their bodies notwithstanding, the most important is their true spirit!"

"In the Honghuang universe, everything that belongs to the acquired world, the source of their true spirit, entirely comes from the vast soul power you voluntarily dissolved when opening up……It is this power that ignites the flame of their lives."

"The birth of sentient beings, the formation of souls; the death of life, the true spirit returns to heaven and earth……This is actually the reincarnation of your soul power at that very moment."

"Therefore, the relationship between sentient beings and you involves the most complicated entanglements……You are extremely strong, able to withstand any external strike."

"But I am curious, can you defend against the dagger hidden behind you?"

Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor, said gloomily, "Or will you actively break it, bury your ideals, bury your beliefs?"

"I am really looking forward to it!"

As the words fell, a surge of eerie power rippled out, sweeping from the vast universe, the endless time and space, every corner, striking directly at Pangu!

He had previously secretly deployed his divine ability—seemingly a villain's self‑cultivation—explanation, merely waiting for the battle opportunity to maximize the divine ability's might! The Demon Ancestor's deceit!

"Whooo……"

A very strange wind sound, originating from the force that struck Pangu.

Luo Hou, condensing the darkness and evil of all beings, tempting hearts, turning into a kind of ideological pollution……everything is aimed at Pangu.

"……Respect the creator god? Respect him for what? It's just like the thieving Heaven, not allowing me to be born domineering, life is just suffering……Roll over his Pangu……"

"……Sacrifice and dedication? Ridiculous! I am powerful, towering over all beings' heads is natural……"

"……Creator god, you should just die, make room for the later generations, why jump out again? There must be a conspiracy……"

……

Waves of eerie dark wind blow, guiding the hearts and thoughts of all beings.

In the depths, a torrent is forged, cleansing Pangu's past contributions, from taking them for granted to finally forgetting them.

This is Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor's divine ability used to decide the battle of life and death.

And Pangu……

This supremely powerful divine being coldly watches Luo Hou deploy his divine ability, yet does not obstruct.

Allowing that divine ability to explode upon him, a glint of light flickers in his eyes, as if he is truly savoring the sensation.

It must be admitted.

This divine ability is indeed stunning to the extreme.

With all the gods joining forces, sacrificing everything to manifest Pangu's body, at this moment a wavy, hazy, strange apparition appears, as if he is about to be banished into eternal void, forever missing the Honghuang world.

What is the greatest distance in this world? Not time, not space.

But it is an inability to understand in terms of mind and thought.

Luo Hou, truly worthy of being a demon ancestor of an age.

At the critical moment, he actually created such a divine ability, seizing the spiritual foundations of heaven, earth, and all beings, and with power and spirit derived from Pangu, he attacked Pangu himself! Of course, Luo Hou did not think—back when Pangu could create the Honghuang, now he would lack the power to destroy it.

What is the peerless strength gained from cultivation for? It is to solve problems, to correct mistakes.

Back then, with a few 'clang clang clang' axe blows he opened up the Honghuang; today he can also, with a few 'bang bang bang' axe blows, blast the Honghuang universe to pieces!

But he too awaited it.

Because the Honghuang is where Pangu practiced his own Great Dao… in the end, having to destroy it with his own hands—what a huge blow that would be!

Moreover, when this scene unfolds, it means that Luo Hou has schemed the greatest power, destroying the Honghuang by conspiratorial means—his Dao of Destruction will enter a higher level!

One weakening, one strengthening… in this battle, the outcome is truly hard to predict.

"When you are alone, you are perfect, flawless… but alas, who let you open up the Honghuang?" Luo Hou smiled, "This has become your greatest flaw!"

"As time flows, all beings will surely forget all your achievements… I am merely advancing this time."

"I tell you with facts: everything you have done is not worth it!"

"Those Chaos demon gods are still thinking of waiting to guide the Honghuang's destruction using the mistakes accumulated during the universe's development… pfft, how troublesome!"

"Let those beings forget the past, abandon their most precious virtues, and they will walk the path of self-destruction." "Pangu, ah, you have lost this round."

"No matter how much you have done for this world, after countless ages it will all become illusory."

"No one will remember you anymore."

"Even if someone remembers you, they will fear you and actively bury your achievements… then they will silently divide up everything in this world."

"So-called ideals, so-called spirit, can only remain an empty shell, used by others when needed to decorate a bit."

"The Honghuang is hopeless."

Luo Hou said this: "To entrust one's ideals and beliefs to sentient beings, waiting for them to awaken, to wait for them to restrain themselves and embark on the path toward perfection and eternity… is utterly unrealistic; you are destined to suffer a crushing defeat!"

The demon ancestor, though evil.

But he has seen through everything.

As a witness to the era's end, Fengxi watched this scene, his face flushing, his fists clenched… but in the end, he weakly opened his fists.

However.

Since appearing, the ever-silent Pangu suddenly spoke.

"You are wrong."

Pangu's voice was deep and solemn, carrying immense authority.

Listening, one feels as if a supreme emperor who has long governed the cosmos and its mountains and rivers is speaking.

"Do you think I care whether the age and beings will sing of my deeds?"

"Do you think I care whether the age and beings will completely forget me?"

"Do you think I care whether the age and beings will tarnish my beliefs?"

"You are wrong."

"Totally wrong."

"I don't care."

Pangu looked at the somewhat stunned Luo Hou and spoke indifferently.

The tone and demeanor of this supreme powerhouse brought a great fear to the demon ancestor.

"I have already left behind all strategies for solving problems, and attached the most perfect foundation."

"If a child won't listen, won't learn, won't use it, that is the child's own problem."

"Opening up the Honghuang is a need of my ideal, not of my reality… I stand at the peak of the Great Dao—what more could I need? Nothing."

Pangu's eyes—one cold and indifferent, like a divine moon shining over the universe, gazing coldly at the passage of ages and the change of eras—this represents reality.

The other is fiery passion, like the great sun, radiating its light and heat, becoming the source and power of myriad lives, the utmost great love… this represents ideal.

The two, perfectly fused together… this is the true Pangu.

He opened a fertile field, sowed seeds, and waited quietly for perfect fruit to grow.

But… even if there is no harvest, even if his past achievements are forgotten, so what? He is still himself.

Still Pangu.

No need for sorrow and grief; there is a most broad and vast mind and heart—

Without it, one could not accomplish the self-sacrifice of dissolving one's flesh and spirit to achieve this world.

"Furthermore…"

"For the sake of my ideal, I give—do you think I want to fulfill the ridiculous wish of beings enshrining me on an altar and worshiping me day and night?"

Pangu's head slightly raised, "You have mistaken me… Pangu, those Chaos demon gods also have mistaken me, Pangu."

"I will do this only because I am achieving self-fulfillment."

"When I opened heaven and earth, I held up heaven and earth, exhausted; when I dissolved my body to create myriad things, I was in great pain… but at that time I had few other feelings, just joy, just happiness."

"Having transformed Chaos's disorder and chaos, I have accomplished this prosperous, colorful world."

"At that moment, my heart was already satisfied, with the utmost joy."

Pangu slowly reached out and grasped the Heaven-Splitting Divine Axe hovering before him, "I am ultimately too powerful."

"In this world, there are few things that can let me fully immerse myself in passion and feel my spirit receive feedback."

"Opening heaven counts as one."

"Investing those things into the Honghuang heaven and earth, quietly waiting for the world's beings to consciously uncover the precious wealth I have bestowed upon them, to embark on the path of autonomous perfection of spirit and pursuit of eternity… this also counts as one."

"I hold a most open and magnanimous spirit toward all that happens in this world, not a utilitarian, aggressive mindset… so you think I would care whether they forget me?"

"I don't care."

I will only feel regret for them, having forgotten the most precious path I left behind, actively putting shackles on my own growth, and in the end completely unable to turn back, I fell into the abyss.

— Not listening to my words, Pangu, the one who suffers loss is not me, Pangu, but you all! I, Pangu, what loss could I have? Missing your little praises? I exist eternally and freely in infinite time and space, my power is self-sufficient; I live by strength, not by status... What is there to care about? Luo Hu is bewildered.

Pangu, at this moment he truly exemplifies what is meant by 'without desire makes one strong'.

His vast divine power indeed struck, causing all of Honghuang and all beings to deny and reject Pangu's existence.

But Pangu, from beginning to end, was indifferent.

Rejection is just rejection.

He doesn't care much about it, so what is there to be sad about?

Moreover, it's not like he lost me because of that.

Creating heaven and earth, making sacrifices—these were only for self-fulfillment and self-satisfaction.

Anyway, the correct path has been left behind; if the child wants to fly solo, let him, and if he discards my advice like worn-out sandals, let him.

In his final strike, he blasted apart the child-abducting trafficker—Luo Hu—and that counts as fulfilling his duty.

So, even if Pangu is driven out and forgotten by all beings, his form growing ever more faint, he does nothing to this world, merely holding the heaven-opening axe, smiling as he watches Luo Hu, the Demon Ancestor, his supreme will locked onto him.

"You really don't care about all this, about being forgotten? I don't believe it!"

The Demon Ancestor let out a long howl, "If that's so, how could you have been summoned forth!"

"Are you truly willing then!"

"If I were to say I'm not willing, well, there is a bit of that." Pangu smiled, "But after thinking it over seriously, I feel I don't really need to worry about it."

"Who let the three thousand chaotic demon gods be restless and make a world-shaking gamble with me?"

"The beings of Honghuang... this child won't listen to advice, his heart has gone wild, throwing my painstaking efforts behind his back?"

"It's fine."

"Just take a few social beatings from the three thousand demon gods and it'll be fine."

"As time passes, destructive source energy settles, the boundless Great Calamity brews... When the moment of life and death comes, as long as this child does not wish to die, wants to break through, wants to save himself and preserve his existence, he will surely rack his brains, searching his memory for every usable method."

"That's right, I will be forgotten."

"But in the end, I will also be remembered."

"As long as my principles and my spirit can guide beings through the most perilous tribulation, there will surely be wise ones who raise my banner, reviving my spirit and thought."

Pangu gazed at Luo Hu, "You use reality to drive me away, but in the end what will welcome me back will also be reality—the most perilous reality!"

(End of chapter)