Descending upon the Primordial World

The Chaos Gods have never been so united.

Hundreds of Chaos Gods joined forces to search for Rahu, the mastermind behind everything, throughout the Chaos. The Heavenly Eye God's divine eye scanned every inch of the void in the Chaos day and night—such a spectacle was unprecedented in the history of the Chaos.

However, several hundred years have passed, and Rahu seems to have evaporated from the chaos, leaving not a single hair behind.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" The War Demon God smashed the chaotic stone table in front of him with a punch, sending shards flying. The surrounding servants were so terrified that they all knelt on the ground. "Hundreds of demon gods, searching for hundreds of years, and not even a stray dog ​​can be caught!"

The Space Demon God sat opposite him, his face equally gloomy: "That Rahu is incredibly slippery. And—"

He paused, his gaze becoming deep: "I suspect someone is helping him."

In fact, this suspicion was not only correct, but also quite accurate. Over the years, Xuanbao had often taken precautions among these Chaos Demons, so he would know immediately what they were doing.

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"Help him?" The War Demon frowned. "Who?"

"I don't know." The Space Demon God shook his head. "But if someone hadn't covered up his secrets and erased all traces, how could a defeated general at the sixth level of the Saint Realm have disappeared so completely right under our noses?"

This conjecture silenced all the demons present. If someone was indeed secretly helping Rahu, then that person's methods were likely far beyond their imagination.

Just then, a rapid message light appeared in the council hall.

"Report—!"

A Chaos God responsible for patrolling the outer perimeter stumbled into the main hall, his face bearing a complex expression of shock and excitement: "Your Excellencies! While patrolling the edge of Chaos, we captured some post-natal beings from the primordial era!"

"The primordial era?" The War Demon God raised an eyebrow. "The world that Pangu created?"

"Exactly!" The demon god caught his breath and continued, "We originally intended to take down those ants in the process, but that squad was quite strong. Their leader was a peak Quasi-Saint cultivator, and they possessed a rather powerful innate treasure. It took us some effort to capture them, and from their memories, we learned a startling piece of information—"

He raised his head, his eyes gleaming with greed: "According to the information, the Primordial World underwent a world advancement thousands of years ago. Its current world level has surpassed that of ordinary Great Thousand Worlds! Moreover, their Heavenly Dao seems to have encountered some problems; although their defenses are formidable, there appears to be an opening within!"

Upon hearing this, the entire council hall fell silent.

What kind of world advancement? Surpassing the vast universe?

Those words were like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of every demon god.

The reason why the Chaos Gods were interested in the Primordial World was ultimately because it was the world created by Pangu, containing Pangu's legacy and origin. However, the time Pangu spent creating the Primordial World was too short, and its world level remained at the "Great Thousand Worlds" level. For the top-ranking Chaos Giants, it didn't hold much appeal.

But if the Primordial World completes its world ascension, then things will be completely different.

A world surpassing even the Great Thousand Worlds, its origins so profound and its laws so perfect, would make any Chaos Demon God drool. To devour such a world would almost guarantee a breakthrough in cultivation, and might even allow one to touch upon the legendary realm!

"Is the news reliable?" The War Demon stood up, his gaze fixed intently on the demon who had delivered the message.

"Absolutely reliable!" The demon god patted his chest and guaranteed, "We searched the memories of that quasi-saint and confirmed it's true. Moreover, according to that quasi-saint's memories, after the primordial world advanced, dozens of saints were born, greatly increasing their strength. However, their high-end combat power—those above the seventh level of sainthood—still only includes the Three Pure Ones and that Heavenly Emperor. Most of the other saints are between the first and third levels of sainthood."

The War Demon God and the Space Demon God exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.

"Gather our forces." The War God made a decisive decision, his voice carrying an undeniable air of dominance. "Notify all willing demon gods—target: the Primordial World!"

The news spread rapidly through the chaos, as if it had grown wings.

Within a few short months, almost all the Chaos Gods knew about the advancement of the Primordial World. Those Gods who were originally exhausted from the search for Rahu seemed to have been given a shot of adrenaline, and they all turned their attention to the world created by Pangu.

What does it mean to have a world that transcends the vast universe?

It signifies a vast amount of origin, perfect laws, an opportunity for breakthrough, and the possible true inheritance of Pangu.

For those chaotic giants who have been stuck at the bottleneck for countless eons, this is simply a godsend.

The War God was the first to respond. He was already seething with anger because he had been tricked by Rahu, and he needed an outlet for his frustration. The Primordial World, this tempting prey, had just walked right into his trap.

The Space Demon God followed closely behind. Although he was much more composed than the War Demon God, he too could not remain calm in the face of a temptation that transcended the Great Thousand Worlds. Moreover, his forces had suffered heavy losses in the previous civil war and urgently needed to replenish their source energy to recover their strength.

Then there were the old subordinates of the Destruction Demon God, the forces of the Devouring Demon God, the Void Demon God, the Time Demon God...

One after another, the giants of chaos have expressed their intention to participate in this "feast".

Of course, there were also calm voices.

The Heavenly Eye Demon God was one of them. He used his innate divine eye to peer into the direction of the primordial world from afar, then frowned: "The Heavenly Dao of that world seems a bit off."

"Something's not right?" The War Demon God raised an eyebrow. "How is something wrong?"

"Too...clean." The Heavenly Eye Demon God carefully chose his words. "Generally speaking, after a world advances, its Heavenly Dao will have an unstable adaptation period. The laws will fluctuate frequently, and the world's barriers will have periodic weak points—these are all normal. But the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World feels to me like a mirror that is so smooth that it is flawless and without any flaws."

"Doesn't this just prove that the Heavenly Dao of that world is very powerful?" The War Demon God said dismissively.

"No." The Heavenly Eye Demon God shook his head. "Things that are too perfect often have problems. I suspect that the Heavenly Dao of that world may be controlled by some kind of force. Or rather—someone is deliberately maintaining that 'perfect' appearance."

The War Demon God was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "So what if someone is manipulating things behind the scenes? With so many demon gods joining forces, are we afraid of a newly advanced world?"

The Heavenly Eye Demon God opened his mouth, as if to say something more, but ultimately kept it closed. He knew that the Chaos Demon Gods were currently blinded by the allure of the Primordial World. Any further words from him would be a waste of time.

Thus, an unprecedentedly large coalition army was assembled amidst the chaos.

Leading the group were over ten top-ranking Chaos Giants, including representatives of the War God, Space God, former subordinates of the Destruction God, and the Devouring God. Under their command were hundreds of elite Demon Gods, ranging in cultivation from the sixth to the eighth level of the Saint Realm. Adding to this their respective legions and affiliated forces, their total strength was terrifying.

Their goal is singular—the primordial wilderness.

At this moment, the primordial world was not entirely unaware of this.

Xuanbao stood on the Heavenly Star-Gazing Platform, holding a jade slip that had just been transmitted from the Chaos in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Those chaotic demons and gods have finally turned their attention to the primordial world." He handed the jade slip to Bai Lu beside him, his tone tinged with helplessness. "I thought we could hold out for a few thousand more years."

Bai Lu took the jade slip, scanned it with her divine sense, and her expression turned solemn: "The War Demon God, the Space Demon God, the former subordinates of the Destruction Demon God, the Devouring Demon God... more than ten top-ranking Chaos Demon Gods, and hundreds of other Demon Gods. With such a lineup, given the current strength of the Primordial World, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid we can't stop them." Xuanbao finished her sentence for her, then grinned. "But who said we have to force our way through?"

Bai Lu was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Xuanbao didn't answer directly. Instead, he turned and looked down at the thriving primordial land below the Heavenly Court. Thirty-six Sages, tens of thousands of Quasi-Sages, and countless Great Luo Golden Immortals—such a lineup would have been unimaginable thousands of years ago. But even so, it was still insufficient against the true giants of the Chaos.

"We definitely can't win in a head-on confrontation," Xuanbao said slowly. "But we don't need to fight them head-on. The Primordial World is our home ground; we know every blade of grass and every tree here like the back of our hand. As for those Chaos Demons, their understanding of the Primordial World is limited to the memories of that captured hunting team."

"We can use this to wage guerrilla warfare against them." A cunning glint flashed in Xuanbao's eyes. "They have a large number of people, but they are also a big target. We can use the complex terrain and laws of the Primordial World to divide their forces and defeat them one by one."

Bai Lu nodded thoughtfully: "That is a feasible strategy. But the premise is—we must have enough time to make the arrangements."

"As for time..." Xuanbao stroked his chin, then grinned, "Let's see how long our 'gatekeeper' can hold out."

The "gatekeeper" he mentioned naturally refers to the Heavenly Dao avatar.

Since the Primordial Era's ascension, the Heavenly Dao Avatar has been stationed outside the Primordial World's barrier, like a tireless stone statue, keeping all Chaos Demons who attempt to approach the Primordial Era at bay. Over thousands of years, more than three hundred Chaos Demons have perished at his hands, a remarkable record.

But this time, he was not facing a few scattered soldiers, but a massive coalition of hundreds of elite demon gods.

"Let's stall for as long as we can." Xuanbao stretched, then turned and walked down from the observatory. "Let's go, time to get to work. We need to upgrade the prehistoric defense system before those Chaos Gods come knocking."

Meanwhile, deep within the chaos, a massive allied army was marching mightily toward the primordial world.

The War God stood at the bow of a giant warship forged from Chaos Demon Gold, gazing at the gradually clearing world barrier in the distance, a ferocious smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"The primordial world... the world of Pangu... I have arrived."

Behind him, hundreds of Chaos Gods surrounded him like stars, radiating a suffocating pressure. That pressure converged, like an invisible torrent, dispersing some of the chaotic currents along its path.

However, just as the allied forces were about to enter the prehistoric warning zone—

A gray light appeared silently in front of the allied forces.

The light wasn't dazzling; in fact, it was somewhat dim. But the moment it appeared, the entire allied army's advance came to a sudden halt. Those Chaos Gods with lower cultivation levels felt an extremely terrifying aura pressing down on their shoulders like an invisible mountain, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

The War Demon God's pupils contracted slightly, but his face didn't show much surprise. He had long expected that the Primordial World wouldn't be so easily breached. That gray light must be the "gatekeeper" that the Heavenly Eye Demon God had mentioned.

The grey light slowly coalesced, transforming into a figure. The figure wore a simple grey robe, had an ordinary face, but his eyes seemed to contain a ceaselessly flowing river of destiny. He stood silently in the void, his gaze calmly sweeping over the allied forces before him, then spoke softly:

"This road is blocked."

The sound was not loud, but it was like the supreme voice of the Great Dao, resounding simultaneously in the consciousness of every demon god.

The War God sneered, stepped out of the warship, and came to the front of the formation: "You are the gatekeeper of the primordial world? State your name, for I do not kill nameless nobodies."

The Heavenly Dao clone looked at him expressionlessly, as if looking at a clown jumping around: "You are not worthy to know my name."

The Demon God of War's expression instantly turned incredibly ugly. He had traversed countless eons of chaos, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like this!

"You're courting death!" the War Demon God roared, unleashing a punch!

That punch condensed the full power of his peak eighth level of the Heavenly Realm! Wherever the fist energy passed, the void collapsed, the laws were annihilated, and even the chaotic currents were punched into a huge hole!

However, the Heavenly Dao clone simply raised its right hand, spread its five fingers, and then—made a fist.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the fist energy collided with the fist of the Heavenly Dao Avatar, a terrifying energy storm erupted! The chaotic airflow within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was instantly shattered, and a huge hole with a diameter of millions of miles was blasted into the void. At the edge of the hole, fragments of laws flew like a torrential rain!

The War Demon God took a slight step back during the collision. For the first time, his expression turned serious.

"A Saint at the peak of the eighth level... No wonder the Primordial World could hold out for thousands of years." The War Demon God shook his numb fist, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "However—the stronger the opponent, the more interesting the fight!"