Chapter 42: The Birth of the New World

Pangu glanced around at the surrounding Chaos Demons, their terrifying presence palpable, each one towering like a mountain, surrounding him.

Pangu ignored them completely, gripping the Primordial Axe tightly, channeling all his strength to strike a heavy blow that sliced through the chaos.

A magnificent world slowly emerged. Seeing Pangu’s disregard, the Chaos Demons erupted in furious cries, unleashing their treasured items or striking out with their ultimate techniques.

With a sweep of his hand, Pangu twirled the axe, its blade illuminating the boundless chaos.

The proud Chaos Demons disintegrated instantly, their energy merging into the newly forming Primordial World. Occasionally, some sturdy fragments survived the onslaught, crashing down into the wilderness.

Suddenly, Pangu’s eyes flickered with a strange light as he spotted a hollow willow tree ahead.

“Given your connection to my mother, I’ll spare your life today!”

Saying this, the axe’s energy aimed at the hollow willow weakened significantly.

The hollow willow tree hastily performed a spatial leap, sacrificing most of its chaotic body, yet its core remained intact!

It fared far better than the others of its kind!

“Kill!”

The self-proclaimed strongest Chaos Demon, the Time Demon God, unleashed his powers in an attempt to attack Pangu. Pangu cast a cold glance, and with a giant hand, he struck down! “Smash!” In an instant, the Time Demon God was reduced to ashes, his energy nourishing the Primordial World.

Jiang Ping observed Pangu’s actions and flipped through Genesis. “So the Chaos Qinglian and the hollow willow once lived in the same pond, creating a bond. No wonder Pangu decided to spare this one a way out.”

Jiang Ping realized that Yang Mei had become the only surviving Chaos Demon, but was now grievously injured and fleeing deep into the chaos to heal.

With the Chaos Demons vaporized by Pangu’s strike, the newborn world was still in disarray, chaotic elements of earth, water, fire, and wind colliding.

When he let go, the Primordial Axe transformed into three great treasures: its blade became the Pangu Banner, the axe head turned into the Chaos Bell, and the handle morphed into the Taiji Diagram.

With a sweep of the Pangu Banner, he opened up the heavens and the earth, generating earth, water, fire, and wind, constantly expanding the new world.

The Taiji Diagram formed a golden bridge, clarifying the muddled waters, calming the elements, and bringing order to the world’s energies.

The Chaos Bell rang out, repressing the primordial space-time, solidifying the Primordial World.

Seeing the heaven and earth about to align, Pangu stepped into the center of the Primordial World.

Under the vast sky, with his feet firmly on the ground, he stood tall between heaven and earth, supporting the entirety of creation! With each passing day, the sky grew a bit higher and the earth thicker, pure air rising continuously, while turbid air sank.

Pangu himself grew taller and taller—after countless years, the sky reached its limit, and the earth plunged deep into the abyss.

Pangu had transformed into a towering giant, sustaining the heavens like a colossal pillar.

Exhausted, Pangu gazed over the boundless new world and suddenly felt as though something vital was missing.

With a serene smile, he suddenly roared, and Pangu transformed into all beings; from then on, his physical form was lost to the Dao.

His left eye became the moon, his right eye became the sun, and his spine transformed. Pangu’s effort in opening the heavens was immeasurable; such merit could hardly be surpassed, outshone only by the destruction of worlds! The Dao resonated, and boundless merit energy descended, further dividing Pangu’s primordial spirit.

The leftover merit energy gradually transformed into a nine-story exquisite pagoda.

Initially towering ten thousand feet high, the pagoda soon shrank to a mere foot tall, subsequently following the strongest primordial spirit away.

Boom! The vast Primordial World trembled violently, taking a complete form—heaven and earth no longer merged, the world’s barriers resisting the outside chaos.

Simultaneously, it continuously absorbed chaotic energy, strengthening the world itself.

Caught in the cataclysm, though Pangu had not noted the earthworm, it did retain a sliver of life, whether called an earthworm or a burrowing bug.

At this moment, as Pangu became all beings, the Creation Jade Plate above continued to shatter, and the earthworm crawled desperately toward it during its critical moment of life or death!

The Jade Plate transformed into a flowing light, carrying the earthworm far away; the Creation Jade Plate inscribed with the three thousand daos, lacking any offensive or defensive capability.

It was born alongside Pangu, merely a supreme cultivation assistance tool. Jiang Ping glanced at the shattered Creation Jade Plate, his expression unchanged, uncertain of its significance.

The immense Chaos Qinglian fulfilled its duty and, like Pangu, transformed into countless shards of light, scattering into the Primordial World.

Among them, four seeds stood particularly out: the blood-red seed, the pure white seed, the golden seed, and the pitch-black seed.

At this moment, the Primordial World was born, the Dao obscured, the Heavenly Dao manifested!

Countless myths and legends, grievances and amorous bonds would arise from this vast land. “Huff…”

Having witnessed Pangu’s opening of the heavens, Jiang Ping exhaled deeply.

As a child of Huaxia, raised on stories of Pangu, he felt overwhelmed with excitement to see the myth being reenacted in his own hands! Suppressing his overwhelming emotions, after passing through the first calamity of chaos, Jiang Ping hurriedly turned to Genesis to see if he had gained anything.

On the third page, Primordial History, Chaos Era:

The King of Chaos, Pangu, emerged, fulfilling the Dao’s mandate, wielding the Primordial Axe to carve out the heavens and earth. The Primordial World came into being.

With three thousand Chaos Demons fallen, remembering their ties, the Space Demon Yang Mei was grievously wounded, fleeing into the chaos depths to become the lone survivor among the Chaos Demons.

The earthworm, heavily injured, crawled up the shattered Creation Jade Plate, burrowing into the Primordial World.

Pangu supported heaven and earth; with his death of body and Dao, his form transformed into the myriad things of the Primordial World. Pangu’s effort in opening the heavens was immeasurable, celebrated in a poem: “When chaos had yet to separate, heaven and earth were in turmoil, none could see. Since Pangu split the chaos, from henceforth, clarity and murkiness were discerned.”

The era of Chaos ended!

“The Primordial World has appeared,” Jiang Ping remarked, gazing at the vast super world with a smile.

This world is infinitely larger than the original, a distinct heaven and earth.

Moreover, the chaos outside the Primordial World is boundless; however, the emergence of the Primordial World is gradually shrinking the chaos.

After the first calamity of opening the heavens, Genesis recovered 100 points. Now Jiang Ping only had this little left as a reserve. The original points were far too precious! Almost omnipotent, Jiang Ping had invested all points this time, taking a significant risk.

Fortunately, the world has now been successfully opened. As for the 100 points he recovered, Jiang Ping’s eyes sparkled, and a bold idea took shape in his mind.

“There’s nothing more boring than knowing the story’s ending,” Jiang Ping lamented.

If it always followed the myth, how dull that would be! I would tire of it myself. Not to mention, in various adaptations of Jin Yong, there’s always a slight plot change to keep the audience engaged.

“Genesis, what would happen if the beings of the three-dimensional world entered a small world?” Jiang Ping inquired.

“Three-dimensional beings lack your access, so they cannot perceive the small world,” Genesis replied.

“Oh, really?”

Despite being somewhat prepared, Jiang Ping still felt a bit disappointed.

“But if it’s merely the consciousness and soul, consuming original points is still permissible.”

With a twist, Genesis continued.

Jiang Ping’s eyes lit up—original points truly are omnipotent!

However, the consumption is too high; he quickly pressed, “What benefits do three-dimensional beings gain from cultivating in the small world?”

“Essentially, their energy feedback ratio far surpasses any other small world beings since they co-exist in the three-dimensional realm.”

Jiang Ping’s eyes sparkled; this would do!