Chapter 402: Breakthrough to Taiyi Da Luo! [Triple Combined, Extra Chapter 15]

“Come, let us walk together into a new era!”

The words of the Primordial Great God, appearing calm and detached yet brimming with an irrevocable, resolute will, struck like a primordial divine thunderbolt upon the heads of every surviving Chaos Demon God.

In an instant, they utterly shattered the last sliver of Jiaoxing and hope within the demon gods’ hearts!

“No—!!!”

“Pangu! You’re mad! You madman!!”

“This isn’t salvation—it’s annihilation! You’re a complete and utter executioner!!”

“Do you truly intend to slaughter every one of us, your fellow beings born alongside you from the primordial chaos?!”

After a brief, deathly silence, the Chaos Demon Gods finally snapped out of their utter shock and disbelief.

In their place surged boundless rage, endless fear.

And the hysterical madness that erupted when pushed to the absolute brink!

With voices fierce and faces twisted, they hurled every curse and insult imaginable at Pangu, unleashing the most venomous and desperate roars and condemnations.

Yet, before the furious, desperate resistance of the demon gods, the Primordial Great God’s ancient face remained unchanged—still bearing that sorrowful, compassionate expression, as if burdened with the fate of the entire age.

His will did not waver one bit.

He merely silently raised his primordial axe once more.

The gleaming blade reflected clearly the contorted, monstrous, and agonized faces of every Chaos Demon God—filled with defiance and terror.

Accusations and curses now seemed pathetically hollow.

When the final hope of survival had been utterly extinguished,

When the shadow of death loomed over every living being’s head,

Then only the most primal, the most brutal, the most savage battle remained.

“If you won’t give us a path to live, then we’ll fight you to the death!!”

“To hell with your new era—we want only chaos!”

“Pangu, you’re no savior—you’re not!”

“Fellow Daoists, it’s come to this—words are useless! Draw upon your final dignity and courage as Chaos Demon Gods, and defend our home!!”

“Kill!!!”

In an instant, countless Chaos Demon Gods, driven by the lust for survival and Jizhi rage, unleashed the greatest power of their lives.

Each summoned their primordial Dao artifacts, activated supreme divine arts, and launched ferocious, fearless assaults upon the towering, earth-shaking Pangu!

In an instant, the entire Sea of Chaos boiled.

Terrible, incomprehensible Dao laws collided and annihilated each other, unleashing torrents of energy capable of destroying countless great worlds.

The Space Demon God roared; the Time Demon God bellowed.

Countless demon gods fought for their lives!

Yet, despairingly, all this terrifying resistance proved utterly powerless before Pangu’s absolute might.

Before the truly serious Pangu, these so-called “authentic” Chaos Demon Gods were, in essence, no different from the “Dao-Counterfeit Demon God copies” he had earlier dispatched like chopping vegetables!

Equally fragile, equally powerless, equally tragic!

“No… impossible! This can’t be!”

“I too am a Dao Demon God born of primordial chaos! Why… why am I so weak?!” cried the Defense Demon God as his primordial turtle shell was shattered into dust by Pangu’s single axe blow.

At that moment, a ludicrous and chilling thought flashed simultaneously through the minds of many Chaos Demon Gods.

“Could it be… could I be the ‘fake’ Chaos Demon God?!”

They were seized by profound self-doubt.

They too were born from chaos, each wielding a primordial Dao source.

Why could Pangu grow so absurdly, so unjustifiably powerful?!

Yet, their question was destined to receive no answer.

With each slow-seeming, yet infinitely swift swing of his axe, Pangu inevitably brought down another Chaos Demon God—filled with unyielding resentment, rage, and despair.

Their demon god bodies disintegrated instantly; their Dao sources were utterly ground to nothingness.

The Causality Demon God, the Cosmos Demon God, the Yin-Yang Demon God, the Righteousness Demon God, the Music Demon God—one by one, mighty Chaos Demon Gods fell.

Pangu, wielding his primordial axe, his ancient face still bore a trace of sorrow.

As he swung the axe to bury the demon gods, he sincerely spoke: “Fellow Daoists, do not fear.”

“Death is not true end—it is merely the beginning of another journey.”

“The old Chaos Age cannot be undone—it has reached its end.”

“A new world, radiant with light and hope, awaits us.”

“For the shared bright future of us all, to carry forward the glory of the Chaos Age, I, Pangu, must bear this sin and personally bury the old.”

“All of Chaos—you, and I!”

Pangu smiled: “I shall walk with you all into the new era!”

When Pangu spoke these words in a gentle tone—words that sent shivers down the demon gods’ spines yet carried a sacred, almost divine mission—

His primordial axe finally fell upon the last resisting Chaos Demon God.

As that final Chaos Demon God collapsed, his last drop of blood drained completely and merged into the gray, misty Sea of Chaos,

The entire universe seemed to sink into eternal, deathly silence.

Pangu’s towering, majestic form now stood still atop the Primordial Blue Lotus.

Beneath his feet lay countless fragments of primordial essence, the remains of fallen Chaos Demon Gods.

In his hands, the primordial axe still radiated a chilling gleam.

Alone, solitary, standing alone.

In this empty, silent chaos, even his figure seemed strangely desolate.

“Sigh~~~”

A long sigh, heavy with infinite antiquity and faint weariness, echoed through the boundless chaos.

He slowly raised his head, gazing at the massive rift nearby.

The [Destruction Demon God] Yu Chendaojun, in his final moments, had poured all his strength into the World-Ending Mill—only cracking open a fissure.

Yet that fissure continued to widen, radiating a terrifying aura of finality.

“Come!”

He slowly raised his palm and gently beckoned toward the direction of the Chaos Rift.

In an instant, the World-Ending Mill—once utterly shattered and dissolved into pure nothingness with the death of [Destruction Demon God] Yu Chendaojun—reappeared as if summoned by some mysterious force!

Yet now, the aura emanating from the World-Ending Mill differed subtly from when it was wielded by [Destruction Demon God] Yu Chendaojun.

Upon its foundation of pure destruction, Pangu had infused a faint, indescribable resonance of creation and rebirth.

The Primordial Great God gently cradled the re-manifested World-Ending Mill, feeling the immense, familiar yet alien power within, and a faint smile appeared in his deep, still eyes.

He whispered to himself: “The old is gone. Let us begin anew!”

Boom—boom—boom~~~

As Pangu willed it, the World-Ending Mill in his hands began to turn once more!

This time, it no longer mindlessly devoured and ground.

Instead, it resonated in a mysterious, profound harmony with the great Chaos Rift!

Under the combined might of the World-Ending Mill’s terrifying grinding force and Pangu’s supreme power, the speed at which the Chaos Rift expanded instantly skyrocketed.

The edges of the rift were no longer mere death and void—they began faintly, yet unmistakably, radiating an unprecedented, dazzling, radiant light of Creation—overflowing with boundless vitality and hope!

This light was so brilliant, so warm, as if it could dispel all darkness and gloom within chaos, illuminating the path to the new era!

The old Chaos Age irrevocably reached its destined end.

And a new, boundless, infinitely hopeful Honghuang Era—

Was about to officially begin its grand, epic chapter beneath the final turn of the World-Ending Mill and Pangu’s primordial axe!

“It’s over!”

Within the core space of the Primordial Blue Lotus, the Five Supreme Beings—Sanqing, Fuxi, and Nüwa—transformed into the Five Primordial Tai Spirits, along with Jieyin and Zhunti, who had become two inconspicuous lotus seeds deep within the platform, had witnessed this epochal battle.

They silently observed Pangu’s towering, majestic figure.

Watching how this Great God, alone, swept away three thousand demon gods.

And how he personally propelled the entire old Chaos Age toward its end.

These were the very things they must learn after becoming Taiyi.

Thus, they watched with utmost intensity.

They saw how every heavy breath Pangu took to gather power became the overture of Creation, shaking all of chaos.

They saw how the primordial axe, drenched in the blood of countless demon gods, was raised once more, cleaving through eternal darkness to carve out the first ray of dawn for the new era.

They saw how the primordial chaotic qi, once undifferentiated and inseparable, was forcibly divided into pure and turbid qi by Pangu’s supreme might.

The pure qi rose to become heaven; the turbid qi sank to become earth.

Gradually, against the backdrop of the ever-widening Chaos Rift and the intensifying light of Creation,

A hazy, yet infinitely promising, new world’s Chuxing began to slowly emerge.

Everything of the Chaos Demon Gods was utterly decomposed, reshaped, and absorbed into this nascent world-form during Pangu’s act of Creation.

Pangu had not lied to them.

He truly had led the demon gods into the new era.

Only as “nourishment,” becoming the foundational laws and endless matter of this new age.

And at this very moment, at the critical instant when the new and old eras met and the yin-yang order was first established.

One by one, bright or dim primordial indestructible spiritual lights broke free from the Jijiangchedijimiedejiuhundunjiyuan .

They crossed the boundary between life and death, end and beginning, racing to plunge into this newly born, boundlessly hopeful new era’s Honghuang world!

These primordial indestructible spiritual lights were the primordial deities of later ages.

“Phew—! Finally… finally made it! It was so hard!” A spiritual light, brimming with the relief of survival, could not help but cry out in excitement the instant it stepped into the new era.

“Hahaha! At the dawn of creation, the primordial Dao’s source is revealed, the laws and order yet undefined—this is the perfect moment for us to seize the initiative, claim the best positions, and lay a solid foundation for our future path to enlightenment!”

“Fellow Daoists, do not hesitate—act now!”

Another spiritual light, brimming with ambition and drive, immediately surged toward a direction radiating dense primordial qi.

“Alas! What a pity! Though this journey through chaos was perilous beyond measure, nine deaths and one life, I still failed to cling to Pan Gu’s leg and did not gain the supreme fortune of ‘Pan Gu’s True Lineage’ like the Three Pure Ones.”

“Still, at least I’ve secured a place in the new era, and my own Dao has advanced somewhat—not too much of a loss!” Another spiritual light, after assessing its condition, sighed with a touch of regret yet deep satisfaction. “Hehe! This trip was worth it! Not only did I successfully strengthen my Dao imprint, I even altered my primordial roots—my future path will be far smoother! Excellent! Excellent!”

Another spiritual light, upon confirming the success of its “opportunistic scheming,” let out a smug, secretive chuckle.

The primordial deities now surged like birds just escaped from a cage, racing across the node between old and new eras, flying toward this brand-new, infinitely possible Honghuang world.

They feared that if they lagged even half a step, they might encounter some unpredictable anomaly and be left stranded in the old chaotic era.

One misstep, and they could truly perish along with the final collapse of this age!

Especially those “newbie Da Luo” who had only just broken through after the Purple Cloud Palace assembly, with shallow cultivation and little experience.

Their emotions now were like birds startled by a bowstring—filled with dread and unease.

They had truly been traumatized by this “deep-chaos tour”!

Full of boundless longing for the chaotic age and unwavering devotion to the primordial Dao’s source, they had struggled against time’s current, barely managing to reach this legendary “before the primordial.”

And then?

They hadn’t even had time to properly explore the Sea of Chaos.

They were suddenly wiped out by the [Balanced Demon God]!

Just when they thought Pan Gu had finally emerged to “restore justice” and cleansed those hateful “Dao-Reversal Demon Gods,”

they believed they could finally breathe easy, calmly observe the grand act of creation, and pick up some scraps.

But then—

They turned to see the [Destruction Demon God] going mad, ready to annihilate the world.

And that same Pan Gu, who had just been upholding justice, declared he must become the savior who would “recreate the era!”

And then, this “salvation”—

They were all wiped out!

“This chaotic age is too dark!”

“Every step is a trap, every corner a pit!”

“Yes, yes! Where’s the simplicity of chaos? Where’s the Dao’s ultimate simplicity? I didn’t see any!”

The many “newbie Da Luo” who had barely survived with their true spirits restored to the new era, upon safely landing, recalled their brief yet thrilling “journey” through the chaotic age, each filled with profound emotion and sighs of regret.

Before arriving, they had not been entirely unprepared.

They had inquired of veteran Da Luo sovereigns—those who had reversed time and entered chaos multiple times—about the “era of creation” and its precautions.

But most veteran Da Lous remained tight-lipped, unwilling to speak, as if that experience were some unspeakable taboo.

A few who did speak offered only brief, vague summaries of the general situation, glossing over the many dangers and “unwritten rules.”

How could these “newbies” have imagined that this seemingly simple, brutal “Pan Gu Opens Heaven, Demon Gods Perish” chaotic age concealed so many hidden machinations and deadly plot twists?

“So all this time, Pan Gu wasn’t some mindless ‘world-destroying madman’—he was actually a tragic hero who had to slaughter mercilessly to save chaos and forge a new era?”

Some newbie Da Lous began to form a Dianfuxingderenzhi of Pan Gu’s image.

“And what about ‘Hong Jun,’ who stirred up chaos, committed countless evil deeds in the chaotic age!”

After enduring this “chaotic life-or-death trial,” these newbie Da Lous all declared they had truly gained insight.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

As the primordial deities from later ages, filled with relief and newfound understanding of chaos’s complexity, flooded into the new era’s Honghuang world,

the nascent form of the newly formed Honghuang world suddenly underwent violent changes!

The clear and turbid energies, which should have been sharply divided, now began to subtly merge again, reverting toward a single chaotic mass.

If left unchecked, this newly opened world would collapse instantly, returning to formless chaos.

Simultaneously, the nascent timeline of the new era—just born alongside the world’s Chuxing —began to shake violently.

As if about to snap, shatter!

Pan Gu, seeing this, gently pushed forward his great opening axe!

Hum—

The great opening axe emitted a resonant, universe-shaking hum.

The supreme power of creation within it erupted instantly!

The next instant, this divine weapon, which had accompanied Pan Gu for countless eons, split into three.

One divine light, its color xuan-huang, shaped like a scroll, with yin-yang qi swirling and the Five Phases and Eight Trigrams manifesting—this was the [Taiji Diagram], symbolizing “balancing all things, suppressing all.”

The Taiji Diagram emerged and transformed into a colossal golden bridge spanning heaven and earth.

Instantly, it stabilized the violent, chaos-bound primal elements of earth, fire, water, and wind, restoring them to stability and balance—laying the most solid foundation for the new world’s permanence!

Another divine light, its color chaotic, shaped like an ancient bell, with sun, moon, and stars circling, mountains and rivers engraved upon it—this was the [Chaos Bell], capable of “suppressing time-space, governing fate.”

The Chaos Bell rang out a solemn, majestic chime.

The violently trembling, nearly shattered timeline of the new era instantly calmed and stabilized.

Its flow became smoother, more orderly!

And the final divine light, shaped like a banner, its surface densely covered with divine patterns and crisscrossed with sword qi—this was the [Pan Gu Banner], capable of “opening the primordial, governing all laws.”

The Pan Gu Banner transformed into countless sharp, peerless chaotic sword qi, radiating the dual truths of creation and destruction, sweeping outward into the endless chaotic void beyond the nascent Honghuang world!

Where these chaotic sword qi passed, layers of void split open.

In an instant, they carved out the myriad heavens surrounding the nascent Honghuang world.

Having completed all this,

Pan Gu took another step forward.

He thrust upward with all his might, holding aloft the descending “heaven.”

His feet firmly planted upon the newly formed “earth.”

“Grow! Grow! GROW!!!”

Pan Gu uttered low, powerful murmurs.

His already towering, universe-spanning body now began an unimaginable, infinite rise and growth!

As his body stretched higher, the nascent Honghuang world—still a blurry form—expanded outward at a visible, furious pace!

Heaven grew ever higher;

Earth grew ever thicker!

This process lasted an unknown duration.

Perhaps an instant. Perhaps eternity.

Until the once-phantom world Chuxing gradually solidified.

Its internal laws and order became complete; its capacity to sustain life and energy reached unprecedented heights.

Finally, when the newborn Honghuang world was utterly stabilized, no longer at risk of returning to chaos,

Pan Gu’s mighty body, which had held up the entire universe, seemed to exhaust its final ounce of strength.

His weary yet satisfied eyes cast one last, deep gaze upon this beautiful, hopeful world he had personally created.

Then, his towering, heaven-reaching body, deprived of all support, slowly yet with unbearable grandeur, collapsed downward onto the newly formed earth!

The sun, moon, and stars were born from his eyes, suspended in the nine heavens, illuminating eternity!

Mountains, rivers, and streams emerged from his sinews, blood, and bones, spreading across the earth, nourishing all beings!

Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning arose from his breath and emotions, harmonizing yin and yang, birthing life!

…

Pan Gu transformed his body into all things, selflessly and completely dedicating everything he was to this newborn Honghuang world!

And during this sacred process of Pan Gu’s transformation into all things and the world’s grand evolution,

the veteran Da Luo sovereigns, who had long waited nearby, finally seized their moment, crossing the node between old and new eras.

They followed Pan Gu’s Dao, returning to the Honghuang age!

This was the most stable and profitable method they had devised after multiple “chaotic creations”—to harvest Pan Gu’s bounty!

Since they could not, like the Three Pure Ones, claim the most precious Pan Gu legacy through the title of “Pan Gu’s True Lineage,”

they settled for the next best thing.

They quietly schemed to claim a portion of the “parts” formed from Pan Gu’s body after his transformation.

Even a trace of Pan Gu’s qi would be an excellent indirect path to elevate their own roots and fortune!

For example, one veteran Da Luo, master of transformation, swiftly snatched a strand of Pan Gu’s hair—just shed, not yet fully transformed into mountains—and fused it into his own origin, subtly becoming an ancient, powerful chaotic serpent, hidden deep within the earth.

Another, master of the Wind Dao, cleverly aligned his true spirit with Pan Gu’s final, long breath, becoming an invisible, formless primordial clear wind, carrying Pan Gu’s vital essence, drifting across heaven and earth.

These veteran Da Lous were all sharp and cunning, knowing exactly which were “high-voltage lines” and which were “safe zones.”

They dared not touch the key positions formed from Pan Gu’s core origin—those vital to the Honghuang world’s stability and future direction.

Such as Mount Buzhou, the cores of sun and moon and stars.

Afraid that even a momentary slip might invite the Dao’s backlash, resulting in death and the dissolution of their cultivation.

But those non-core components forged by the Primordial Pangu, seemingly insignificant yet still imbued with a trace of Pangu’s divine essence, occupied unimportant positions.

They became the “fengshui treasure lands” where these “opportunists” could freely unleash their schemes and pursue their ambitions.

After all, this journey through Chaos had already left them battered.

Having paid such a terrible price, if they didn’t find a way to claim a Pangu identity and gain higher-level Dao certification, wouldn’t this journey through Chaos have been in vain?

Unlike the Da Luo cultivators who fiercely competed with one another, each displaying their unique abilities within the newborn Hong Huang world,

those seven special beings who had long “hidden” within the core space of the Primordial Qing Lotus—the Three Pure Ones, Fu Xi, Nv Wa, and the transformed lotus seeds Qian Ti and Jie Yin—now appeared utterly relaxed, perfectly composed.

They did not rush to manifest themselves, as other deities had.

Instead, they remained in their profound, ineffable state as “Primordial Dao Spirits” or “lotus seeds,” quietly waiting.

Waiting for the most critical and most unique moment to arrive.

They waited until Pangu had fully transformed into all things, and the cosmic laws of the new Hong Huang world had largely stabilized.

They waited until the supreme treasure that had nurtured Pangu and carried out their “Chaos trial”—the thirty-six-petaled Primordial Qing Lotus—after completing its final mission, began to slowly disintegrate and dissipate.

It shattered into countless primordial spiritual treasures, scattering across Hong Huang.

At the very instant the Primordial Qing Lotus vanished completely!

The lotus seed, forged from Jie Yin’s will, brimming with infinite annihilation and purification, finally achieved its goal—quietly, imperceptibly, detaching from the fading Qing Lotus’s origin.

Guided by an invisible thread of cosmic causality, it pierced through empty space and landed with perfect precision upon the western lands of Hong Huang.

Meanwhile, the other seed, forged from Qian Ti’s will, shimmering with merit-gold light, also seized the moment of the Qing Lotus’s dissolution, drawn irresistibly to its destined future core treasure—the twelve-petaled Merit Golden Lotus—and fused perfectly with its origin.

Ultimately, both descended upon Hong Huang’s western lands seamlessly, without a trace.

The two brothers—one came for the “Pure World White Lotus Seed,” and ultimately returned as the “Pure World White Lotus Seed.”

The other came Jiezhu the “Merit Golden Lotus Seed,” and ultimately returned by means of its origin.

Perfectly realizing their grand plan: “Reversing Cause and Effect, Rewriting Their Roots!”

As for the other five—Three Pure Ones, Fu Xi, and Nv Wa—

The five streams of “Primordial Five Tai Qi,” symbolizing the most fundamental stages of cosmic evolution, flowed through empty space.

After the complete dissolution of the Primordial Qing Lotus, they surged forth like five purest, most primordial Dao currents, flowing from the very origin of the new Hong Huang era.

Their Dao permeated every inch of space, every moment of time, every law of the newborn universe, circulating throughout the entire epoch!

They became the most fundamental “Five Tai Pillars” sustaining the unceasing operation of this new Hong Huang world!

Their existence permeated the entire Hong Huang epoch, subtly shaping the world’s evolution and future…

“The Tai Yi Dao is complete!”

————

Transport Gate: [Monthly Tickets] [Recommendation Votes]

(End of Chapter)