Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 138 – On a Whim, Pangu Is Finally Born!

Time does not exist in Chaos, and tens of thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

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For the Chaos Demon Gods, such a span is nothing more than a brief slumber, an insignificant moment in eternity.

Suddenly, Gu Chuan, who was deep in meditation within the central dojo of Chaos City, opened his eyes. He had been comprehending the laws of the Dao, yet an inexplicable sensation interrupted his Closed-Door Training.

"Hm?!"

This feeling was rare—so rare, in fact, that he had only experienced it once before, when he obtained the Eternal Clock. Every time it occurred, it signified the coming of an event that would shake the very fabric of existence.

Given his current cultivation, very few things were worthy of triggering such a whim.

"This sensation... Could it be? Is Pangu finally about to be born?"

Deep within Gu Chuan's sea of consciousness, the Chaos Eight Trigrams technique activated, rapidly deducing the karmic tides. Almost instantly, he felt an immense tremor along the karmic line connected to Pangu. A powerful force surged through his consciousness, resonating within the vast currents of Chaos.

The previously vague and illusory karmic thread had now become solid, tangible.

Even the great river of fate rippled, and space-time trembled as if the very Source of Chaos was preparing to give birth to an unparalleled existence.

"Indeed, it has been a long time. The moment has finally come. How could I possibly miss such a grand event?"

With that thought, Gu Chuan stood up, his figure flickering before vanishing seamlessly into the void of Chaos. His presence faded into nothingness, unnoticed by even the most powerful Demon Gods.

A day later, Gu Chuan arrived at the location where Pangu was about to be born. Despite his unimaginable speed, it had still taken him a full day to traverse the distance from Chaos City to this sacred site.

One could only imagine how unfathomably vast Chaos was—an ordinary Demon God would require tens of thousands of years to reach this place.

In the distance, an ethereal sight unfolded before him.

"The Chaos Green Lotus is about to mature."

Gu Chuan materialized into human form, standing with his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed upon the colossal lotus.

The last time he had seen this legendary treasure, it had spanned only ten light-years. Now, it had expanded to a staggering diameter of one hundred light-years—ten times its previous size.

Its sheer immensity was inconceivable. Even Gu Chuan's primordial serpent form, stretching ten light-years in length, paled in comparison. The Chaos Green Lotus was vast beyond measure, befitting the status of the greatest Demon God ever to be born.

The very air vibrated with divine resonance.

A massive vortex of chaotic energy swirled around the lotus, forming a layered energy barrier—129,600 layers deep.

Its emerald-green leaves unfurled, exuding boundless vitality. Each lotus leaf carried the essence of creation itself, as though a single petal could sustain an entire world.

Its roots extended deep into the Source of Chaos, absorbing unfathomable amounts of primordial energy. They pierced through the void, anchoring the lotus to the fundamental fabric of Chaos itself.

The region surrounding it had become an independent realm, sealed off from the rest of Chaos. Even with Gu Chuan's current strength, breaking through its defenses would be nearly impossible. The Chaos Green Lotus was indeed worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as the Chaos Orb—one of the supreme treasures of Chaos.

And now, it was trembling.

The energy within churned violently, the voice of the Great Dao reverberating from within. The lotus leaves shuddered ever so slightly.

Pangu's birth was imminent.

"Hm?!"

Gu Chuan furrowed his brows.

Through his Divine Sense, he perceived thousands of Demon Gods rapidly approaching from the distance. Drawn by the phenomenon, these mighty beings had gathered, their eyes filled with greed and ambition.

"Look! A chaotic phenomenon of unimaginable scale!"

"Incredible... A Chaos Green Lotus has matured! This is a supreme treasure!"

"A Chaos Supreme Treasure is about to be born?!"

"We are truly blessed by fate! If we can obtain this treasure, our strength will transcend even the most ancient Demon Gods!"

"Even the Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness lack Chaos Supreme Treasures. If we obtain it, we will reign supreme over the Chaos World!"

"This is an opportunity of eternity! We must seize it!"

Their gazes burned with desire. In their eyes, the Chaos Green Lotus was no longer a celestial marvel but a treasure to be claimed. Some even began to prepare their attacks, hoping to claim its power for themselves.

Their greed was palpable, their impatience uncontrollable.

Gu Chuan's expression darkened.

"They dare to attack the Chaos Green Lotus?"

Although he knew the lotus's defenses were virtually impenetrable, this was the crucial moment of Pangu's birth. Any interference—even the slightest disturbance—could result in catastrophic consequences.

And Gu Chuan would not allow that to happen.

He held great respect for Pangu. After all, in his past life, it was said that humans were created from Pangu's divine transformation—the great being who had split the heavens and the earth.

This karmic bond was unbreakable.

Even if Chaos Green Lotus's defenses were indomitable, Gu Chuan would still act—for the sake of his own peace of mind.

He took a step forward, his presence expanding to encompass the entire void. His voice resonated with boundless authority, a command imbued with the very laws of the Great Dao itself.

"Begone!"

One word.

That single word tore through the fabric of Chaos.

The sound of the Great Dao thundered across the universe, sweeping outward for tens of thousands of light-years. The fundamental laws of existence trembled before its might.

The gathered Demon Gods were paralyzed with shock.

For a fleeting moment, their bodies were no longer under their control. A terrifying force seized them, rendering their divine abilities useless.

They could not resist. They could not fight back.

And then—

Like dust before a hurricane, they were hurled away.

Thousands of Demon Gods were forcibly expelled, rolling helplessly across space-time, their figures vanishing into the endless void.

They had been flung hundreds of thousands of light-years away in an instant.

Stunned silence.

They could not comprehend what had just happened. Their minds buzzed with shock, the single word "Begone" still echoing within the depths of their consciousness.

In that moment, they realized the unfathomable gap between themselves and the being who had spoken.

And they were utterly powerless before him