Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1677: One thousand eighty-eight, it’s all the fault of the Chaos Demigod_2

Chapter 1677: One thousand eighty-eight, it’s all the fault of the Chaos Demigod_2

"Long ago, there was still contact with other worlds, but as time passed, the surrounding worlds gradually became invisible."

"Their world slowly transformed into an isolated island, drifting in the vast void, direction unknown."

After meeting Jiang Chen, Jiang Xuan shared with him all the information he had learned.

"From what you’re saying, the position of their world is not fixed; it keeps moving, and it’s even heading in the direction away from the Prehistoric World."

Jiang Chen felt something was amiss. The positions of worlds were not immutable; this, he could understand.

Though the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds seemed far distant from the Three Realms, if viewed from a macro perspective, one could discover that the so-called All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds were actually a circular arrangement of countless worlds, with the Three Realms situated at the center of this circle.

All worlds revolved around the Three Realms, continuously rotating.

This is also the reason why the Three Realms are called the Main World—they are definitively the center of Heaven and Earth, with countless worlds orbiting them, as if flocking to their brilliance.

And as these worlds rotate, the Fate they carry naturally converges toward the Three Realms. Given the accumulation of such immense Fate, the uniqueness of the Three Realms becomes understandable.

"All worlds orbit around the Three Realms. Even if they move, it should be to approach the Three Realms. Escaping in the opposite direction, moving toward farther regions—this is unreasonable in every way."

Jiang Chen had never been to the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, but he had studied their operational logic. Such a phenomenon of worlds moving toward the periphery of the Prehistoric World clearly violates the natural logic of world operation; it is not a natural occurrence but one caused by external forces.

"What about their world—does it still exist now?"

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen continued to ask.

"No, during the course of movement, their world disintegrated."

"What’s mysterious is that although the world shattered, its essence was preserved, all converging onto the sacred mountain beneath them—the fragments of Cang Mountain."

Jiang Xuan also felt something eerie about this. Outside the Great Thousand Worlds, Medium and Small Thousand Worlds drifting through the void often disintegrate—this is quite common.

After all, the void is not a safe place; it inherently possesses the power to assimilate all things. Medium and Small Thousand Worlds, thinner in their origins, cannot withstand the devouring of the void, which is only natural.

However, the void is no benevolent realm—once it destroys a world, it ought to devour its origins rather than allow its essence to converge and remain intact.

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"Is this a unique phenomenon, or does it occur repeatedly over intervals?"

Jiang Chen seemed to have a realization and asked.

"This, I truly don’t know. After all, I haven’t ventured into the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds in a long time."

On this matter, Jiang Xuan indeed lacked clarity. His primary duty was to guard the Nine States, preventing unforeseen changes, leaving him less informed on matters concerning the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

"Let me take a look!"

With a thought, Jiang Chen summoned the Dao Mirror, radiating divine light that instantly enveloped the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, relying on its ability to perceive past, present, and future to investigate similar occurrences.

Soon, the trajectory of all transformations within the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds over nearly ten million years was revealed before Jiang Chen’s eyes.

"It’s definitely not a unique phenomenon. Over the past ten million years, of the worlds detached from the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, there have been at least eight hundred, if not a thousand."

"However, the detached worlds are all Medium Thousand Worlds and Small Thousand Worlds—not one is a Great Thousand World, which is why no one has noticed."

Returning from his thoughts and connecting this to recent events, Jiang Chen gradually pieced together what had been happening.

"Someone is secretly extracting Pangu’s primal essence."

Jiang Chen was certain that his conjecture was completely accurate. Worlds disintegrating without their origins dispersing—those preserving these origins undoubtedly aim to extract Pangu’s primal essence from them.

"What? Extracting Pangu Great God’s primal essence from these worlds?"

"Is it even possible to achieve such a thing?"

Jiang Xuan seemed shaken by Jiang Chen’s speculation, exclaiming in disbelief. To him, this matter was not only implausible but near impossible to accomplish. The idea of extracting Pangu’s primal essence felt as distant as a fantastical dream.

"It’s possible!"

"The entire Prehistoric World is transformed from the flesh and blood of Pangu Great God, and primal essence exists within flesh and blood itself."

"Therefore, in theory, as long as one collects enough fragments of the Prehistoric World and refines them, Pangu’s primal essence can be extracted from them."

"Of course, such extracted primal essence wouldn’t be particularly pure, but even so, it is still Pangu’s primal essence—a treasure of unparalleled quality, even more precious than the Original Source of the Heavenly Dao."

"If one were to refine a Creation Pill using Pangu’s primal essence, not only could it help someone breakthrough to Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos, it might even assist in achieving Wuji Daluo Jinxian."

"Moreover, even legendary strong ones in the Chaos Realm might glean substantial benefits from refining Pangu’s primal essence."

Jiang Chen spoke with steadfast certainty.

The reason for his confidence? It was evident: he had secretly attempted such methods before. How else would he know the intricacies so well?

For someone like Jiang Chen, whose ingenuity knew no bounds, it was unthinkable for him not to consider methods to reverse-refine Pangu’s primal essence from the fragments of the Prehistoric World. And indeed, he came up with not just one method.

Take, for example, the ancient era. The Human Demon was hunted down by countless powerful beings because he had refined the Fate of all races into the All-Spirit Creation Pill.

Based on this incident, Jiang Chen conceived a bold idea: since all races were manifested from the Original Source of Heaven and Earth, and since that source itself was derived from Pangu’s primal essence...

Didn’t this mean that if he fused the fate of all races into a single entity, it could potentially allow the reverse-refinement of Pangu’s primal essence, thereby giving birth to even more powerful Innate species?

Of course, this remained an idea. Jiang Chen never acted upon it.

The main obstacle was the failure to collect the complete Fate of all races. Even after a century of effort, he had managed to secretly gather most but couldn’t secure the rest.

Without the entirety of all races’ Fate, reverse-refining Pangu’s primal essence was impossible.

Though this method remained untested, Jiang Chen did indeed attempt refining Pangu’s primal essence using fragments of the Prehistoric World. However, he didn’t use typical fragments but pieces of Mount Buzhou. After all, the results were the same—they were all formed from Pangu’s flesh and blood.

Jiang Chen actually succeeded. After exhausting all methods, he refined a fragment of Mount Buzhou dozens of times until he finally obtained a small cluster of Pangu’s primal essence.

It was precisely this success that convinced Jiang Chen the method of reverse-refining primal essence from fragments of the Prehistoric World was feasible.

Nonetheless, this method carried ominous implications and violated the balance of Heaven and Earth. Even with occasional attempts, one would face the wrath of the Heavenly Dao. Thus, Jiang Chen only dared to do it once and refrained from trying again.

"Such reverse-refinement of Pangu’s primal essence using fragments of the Prehistoric World could only be carried out by heinously evil Chaos Demigods."

After some thought, Jiang Chen added.

He was equally certain that the mastermind behind this was a Chaos Demigod. The reasoning was simple: this method fundamentally undermined the roots of the Prehistoric World, surely inciting the wrath of the Heavenly Dao.

Even Jiang Chen, someone blessed by Heaven, dared not act recklessly again after trying once, yet this hidden figure had done so nearly a thousand times.

Such actions were utterly brazen, seemingly disregarding the Heavenly Dao altogether. For Jiang Chen, there was no one more audacious than Chaos Demigods.

"True. Besides a Chaos Demigod, who else would have the audacity to reverse-refine Pangu’s primal essence using fragments of the Prehistoric World?"

"Even if such actions were taken by Saints, the Heavenly Dao would likely strike them down without mercy."

Jiang Xuan interjected, sighing with amazement. Jiang Chen’s comments had shattered his understanding. Never before in his life had he envisioned someone bold enough for such defiant deeds.

To reverse-refine Pangu’s primal essence using fragments of the preexisting world—what unparalleled disrespect! What immeasurable arrogance! It was akin to declaring oneself an enemy of Heaven and Earth. Even the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou wouldn’t dare such things.

"Ahem!"

Jiang Chen coughed twice, feeling somewhat embarrassed to reveal that he himself had previously done just that.