wjnovel Chapter 606 - 476: Pan Sheng’s Creation
Chapter 606 - 476: Pan Sheng’s Creation
Time wheels on, and the years sing a deep song, three thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.
Above the Central Demon Realm, auspicious clouds linger eternally, with a thousand rays of propitious aura cascading, dyeing the entire domain in a sacred and harmonious glow.
At the core of this Demon Realm lies the Celestial Vault Palace, suspended above the nine heavens, reigning supreme over all demons.
Within the main hall, sandalwood incense curls in the air.
The Golden Saint, adorned in a moon-white robe embroidered with golden phoenixes, sits with dignity on the highest White Jade Chair in the hall.
Three thousand years have passed, and she has reached the pinnacle of Demon Immortal, just a step away from the Divine and Demonic Realm.
On either side of the hall, four majestic and powerful Divine Demon Lords stand respectfully with their heads bowed.
They are all overlords of the Central Demon Realm, renowned for their divine might, commanding millions of demon soldiers and revered by all demons.
But at this moment, in front of the Golden Saint, they are like obedient vassals, their waists slightly bent, and their heads bowed low:
"We pay our respects to Her Majesty, the Golden Saint!"
This title is not about cultivation level, but about the presence of the Celestial Vault Saint, who astonishes and dominates true martial arts.
Everyone knows that the Golden Saint, in front of them, is the blood relative of the Saint, and even the supreme ruler of all demons, Lu Jun, must treat her with equal respect, not daring to show any slight.
"You may all dispense with the formalities."
"Report the domain’s affairs over the past century one by one."
The four Divine Demon Lords step forward in turn, reporting in deep voices.
They speak at a calm pace, with clear logic, from the allocation of cultivation resources within the domain to the education and cultivation of the demon people under their command, leaving nothing omitted, fearing even the slightest omission.
The Golden Saint listens quietly, occasionally nodding slightly, or asking a key question, her tone flat, yet she always manages to point directly to the core of the issue.
After half an hour, the report is complete.
The Golden Saint gently raises her hand, speaking softly:
"Tilt cultivation resources threefold towards lower-tier demons. The Saint once said, ’All beings have a path, opportunities should be given.’ This matter is entrusted to you, now withdraw."
"Yes! We obey your command!"
The four Divine Demon Lords respond in unison, once again bowing and saluting, then slowly turning to exit the main hall.
Not until they walked beyond the range of the palace, free from that invisible pressure, did they quietly breathe a sigh of relief:
"Though Her Majesty the Golden Saint has not yet become a Divine or Demon, her dignity and bearing are heavier than even the old Sovereign under the Supreme. Truly worthy as the Saint’s blood relative!"
Within the main hall, the sandalwood incense still wafts.
Not long after, a maidservant dressed in a blue palace robe strides in quickly: "Your Majesty, the two princes have arrived."
The dignity on the Golden Saint’s face softens slightly: "Let them come in."
"Understood."
The maidservant withdraws in response. Moments later, two tall figures walk side by side into the main hall, their footsteps steady and powerful, neither hurried nor slow.
Since the birth of the Celestial Vault Saint, Chen Sheng, the status of the brothers Yuanji and Yuanba has also risen significantly.
As the Saint’s brothers, assisting the Golden Saint in governing the palace, they have become renowned, their status on par with most Divine and Demon Lords.
Many Demon Race forces vie to connect with them, and even the core circles of the Sacred Courtyard of All Demons must show them respect.
Yet despite this, the two brothers remain steadfast in their hearts.
They cultivate the Cultivation Techniques passed down by Chen Sheng, refining both nature and mind, never overjoyed by the rise in their status, showing no trace of arrogance.
Over the years, they have devoted themselves to cultivation, diligently managing the subordinates of the Celestial Vault Palace, awarding and punishing justly, handling affairs fairly, and earning high esteem among their subordinates, who all admire them wholeheartedly.
Yuanji and Yuanba’s eyes reveal a trace of longing and concern, softly asking:
"Mother, three thousand years have passed. Our elder brother has been creating realms in the outer region. I wonder if his cultivation is progressing smoothly?"
Upon hearing this, a trace of yearning also flashes in the Golden Saint’s eyes, and she speaks:
"I believe it is progressing very smoothly."
She pauses, then continues:
"Previously, the Supreme personally took me to the Great Sun World to meet Saint Lu, who said that this matter will come to fruition naturally."
...
Meanwhile, in the boundless void, chaos like the sea.
A giant sits within, body still with the Hongmeng, breath resonating with the chaos.
Within its shell, there is another vast chaos forming a cosmos, where a White Tiger Sacred, born from a Divine and Demon embryo, lies crosswise, its body stretching tens of thousands of miles, like an ancient divine mountain spanning the chaos.
Between its eyebrows, the Pan Wu Dharma Seed hangs in the void, radiating a myriad of brilliant rays, illuminating the boundless dark chaos with bright splendor.
In an instant, the White Tiger Sacred slowly opens its golden eyes—those are two masses of burning chaos divine flames.
Where the gaze sweeps, the chaotic void trembles, the chaos qi transforms into raging waves, surging into monstrous waves!
"Consolidate one breath, Pan Sheng is born from it!"
The desolate Dao sound, like ancient thunder exploding, pierces through the chaos barriers, resounding through the boundless void.
"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
Three successive inquiries of Void Refining burst forth, each word embodying the incomparable might of Creation, shaking the chaotic air currents into a humming resonance, as countless time and space perish and reincarnate amidst the sound waves.
Buzz—
In the midst of a prolonged Dao Rhyme roar, the sacred White Tiger shifts the world with a single thought, suddenly rising from the earth!
Its body crazily surges at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly breaking through from ten thousand miles to a hundred thousand, a million miles, ultimately forming an ancient divine body that supports heaven and earth, like an immortal pillar connecting the cosmic upper and lower worlds, its divine might subduing the entire chaos in reverence.
It gazes around, only to see the two principles yet undivided, dimly obscured chaos, heaven and earth, sun and moon not yet conceived, all chaos resembling an egg, the primal Qi swirling in mist, without light or form, without sound or voice, only eternal solitude and emptiness.
"Creation! Creation! Creation!"
Three cries of Creation burst forth again, before the sound fades, the Pan Wu Dharma Seed at its brow suddenly erupts, infinite divine light floods out like a breached river, swiftly coalescing into an ancient Creation Axe in the void.
The moment the axe forms, it naturally emanates a terrifying aura capable of cleaving chaos and reshaping heaven and earth, the divine light flowing from the axe blade distorts and collapses the chaotic space-time around it.
Rumble—
The axe falls with an earth-shattering power!
With a crisp crack, chaotic space-time is split open, a giant fissure stretches across billions of miles in the void.
Pan Sheng moves swiftly, the Creation Axe strikes like a storm falling in all directions.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Billions of radiant axe lights continuously tear through the chaos, each containing the supreme law of the Pan Wu Dharma Seed, cleaving the endless chaotic Qi into rolling, damaged, splattering pieces.
Under these billions of wild hacks and chops, the chaotic Qi finally begins to transform—within the originally whole primal Qi, two distinct streams of black and white suddenly emerge.
The black stream is heavy and dense, the white stream, light and dynamic, the two rotate and alternate in the void, first forming a mass of inexhaustible chaos, then slowly deriving into the Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram.
As Yin and Yang circulate, the light and clear are drawn by Yang Qi, rising slowly, gradually coalescing into the heavenly vault, while the heavy and turbid are encapsulated by Yin Qi, sinking slowly, gradually congealing into the thick earth.
Soon after, the forces of earth, fire, wind, and water also separate, each occupying a realm, beginning to nurture the vitality of this new world.
And the newly born heavenly vault rises steadily by ten thousand miles every day, the newly congealed thick earth also solidifies by ten thousand miles in depth daily.
"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
Pan Sheng stands at the center of heaven and earth, beneath the vast heavens, stepping on the desolate earth, his body expands in sync with the continuous expansion of heaven and earth, always maintaining a posture of supporting heaven and earth.
Upon the divine body, countless Dao Principles and Runes flash, recording every detail of the evolution of heaven and earth.
This celestial White Tiger is indeed Chen Sheng’s avatar, nurtured with endless effort—Pan Sheng.
Created specifically to open the chaos within, to forge his own Small Thousand World!
Boom!!!
Time loses meaning in the evolution of heaven and earth, countless ages pass unknown, and with a resounding thunderous echo that shakes the universe, the world opened by Pan Sheng finally begins to coalesce into form!
[Pan Wu Celestial Creation Profound Technique: One hundred and twenty layers (Pan Sheng’s Creation, Transforming into All Things)]
An supreme will permeates the heavens and earth, Pan Sheng’s colossal body abruptly trembles.
And then it collapses with a bang!
The just coalesced world trembles violently!
Soon after, Pan Sheng’s body begins to disintegrate, transforming into all things!
Its breath turns into wind and clouds between heaven and earth, its sounds become thunder shaking the universe.
The left eye becomes a blazing sun, the right eye a luminous moon, the limbs and body transform into the four polar mountains and five Divine Peaks, supporting the entire heavenly vault.
The flowing blood turns into the rivers, lakes, and seas crisscrossing the earth... its muscles and veins become the geographical veins of the earth...
Muscles transform into vast, boundless fields... hair and beard become the stars strewn across the sky, adorning the heavenly vault...
Teeth and bones turn into hard gold stones and minerals... sweat becomes rains that nourish all life, benefiting all beings...
Chen Sheng’s will hangs high above the heavenly vault, like an eternal Dao Sun, overlooking this newly born world.
His thought flickers and the prepared Chaos Primordial Crystal swiftly flies out from the depths of the void, bursting into brilliant light, one by one stable Dao Principles spewing from the crystal, merging into the four corners of heaven and earth.
The trembling world immediately becomes stable, with Yin Yang circulation more smooth, earth, fire, wind, and water also tending towards peace.
Finally, Pan Sheng’s remnant body merges completely with the world, even the Pan Wu Dharma Seed transforms into the core of this world, becoming the immortal foundation supporting the operation of the world.
"Pan Wu Creation, Small Thousand accomplished!"
"All authority is my law!"
"All beings are my bloodline!"
Chen Sheng’s will transforms into Dao sound, resounding throughout the entire newly born world, each word becoming the supreme law of this land.