Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 139: Son of the Great Dao – Pangu!

"What just happened?!"

A look of horror spread across the face of a demon god. Since its birth, it had never felt such fear. Even now, its legs trembled uncontrollably, and every cell in its body shivered.

Its mind buzzed violently, as if shaken by the resonance of the Great Dao itself, nearly shattering its consciousness.

At that moment, it felt as if its very existence no longer belonged to itself, like a candle flickering in a raging storm—fragile, insignificant, and at risk of being extinguished at any moment.

Never before had it felt so powerless, as though it could be crushed out of existence in an instant.

"The Chaos City Lord... Chaos City itself just manifested!"

A demon god roared in alarm. It had once heard Gu Chuan's sermons and recognized his voice immediately.

"What?! The Chaos City Lord?!"

The words sent shockwaves through the crowd of demon gods. While they had all heard of the Chaos City Lord's legend, few had ever witnessed his power firsthand.

Now, they truly grasped his unfathomable might—just a single roar had sent them hurtling hundreds of thousands of light-years away. The sheer power was beyond comprehension.

"It really is the Chaos City Lord! No wonder... such power is beyond dispute!"

"This is the supreme force of Chaos itself. We are nothing before it!"

"If even he desires this treasure, we have no chance."

"We should leave before we offend him further. He has already shown us mercy."

"Indeed, if that roar had been unleashed with full force, we would have been annihilated instantly!"

The demon gods accepted their inferiority without resentment. This was the immutable law of the Chaos Realm—the weak exist only to serve the strong, and power commands absolute respect.

As the undisputed ruler of Chaos, the Chaos City Lord had every right to claim the strongest treasure. It was not a matter of fairness but of absolute dominance.

Even if they harbored thoughts of resistance, it would be meaningless. They simply lacked the strength. And since the Chaos City Lord had already shown restraint, challenging him further would only invite death.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The demon gods fled at full speed, not daring to linger near the Chaos Green Lotus.

Now, with no interference, the lotus finally bloomed completely. Its leaves spread wide, releasing an unparalleled fragrance—the scent of the Dao itself.

Even a single breath of it could extend one's lifespan, greatly enhance cultivation, and nourish the very soul. The benefits were beyond imagination.

For tens of thousands of light-years in every direction, space seemed saturated with the divine aroma, forming an ocean of fragrance.

Even Gu Chuan found himself immersed in its essence. Every cell in his body quivered in excitement, instinctively absorbing the scent as if it were the purest elixir of the Dao.

It was more than just a fragrance—it was a force that unraveled the very mysteries of existence.

Boom!

Under Gu Chuan's watchful gaze, the Chaos Green Lotus split open completely.

Blinding golden light erupted from its core, like the first rays of dawn piercing through the eternal darkness, illuminating the boundless chaos in every direction.

Then, from deep within the lotus, a colossal figure emerged.

His body was sculpted from pure power, every muscle chiseled like unyielding stone, exuding a divine presence that resonated with the very fabric of Chaos itself.

Though his form resembled that of a human—with hands, feet, and a head—he was far from ordinary. This was a true Dao Body.

Simply by standing within the void of Chaos, his presence formed a perfect balance with the Source of Chaos, creating an unshakable trinity.

Yet this being was no mere human.

He was a titan, towering over all existence. His sheer height spanned a hundred light-years, making him the largest demon god in Chaos.

With a single outstretched hand, he could encompass an entire star field. To him, planets, suns, and celestial bodies were nothing more than tiny specks, akin to grains of sand in the infinite void.

His body was covered with countless pores, each capable of inhaling the boundless energy of Chaos itself. With just a single breath, he could transform his surroundings into a swirling vortex of primordial power.

There was no doubt—this was the Chaos Demon God, Pangu!

Rumble!

The very Source of Chaos trembled upon his emergence.

Hymns of praise echoed across the cosmos.

Golden lotuses blossomed from the void.

Drums of the Dao resounded through existence.

All of Chaos bore witness to this divine moment.

Even the demon gods dwelling at the furthest edges of Chaos felt the tremors, their instincts screaming in alarm. An unfathomable entity had been born, sending ripples through the primordial realm.

Some of the most powerful gods, sensing the disturbance, began scouring the void in search of its source.

"Pangu..."

Gu Chuan's eyes gleamed with profound realization. Under his All-Seeing Eye, he glimpsed the deeper truths of existence—and what he saw shook him to his core.

Pangu's eyes were unlike anything in creation.

One eye radiated the scorching light of the Sun.

The other exuded the eternal darkness of the Moon.

Together, they embodied the Dao of Yin and Yang, containing within them the boundless transformations of existence itself.

His internal organs were not of flesh and blood but manifestations of the Five Elements, the Four Symbols, and the Eight Trigrams.

Every inch of his being pulsed with the essence of the Dao.

Even his hair was imbued with the Laws of the Great Dao, as if he was the living embodiment of the Three Thousand Dao, the true Son of the Dao.

Merely gazing upon him, one could perceive the cycles of the sun and moon, the orbits of the stars, the eternal flow of Yin and Yang, and the ever-turning wheel of the seasons.

He was a microcosm of creation itself.

"Eighty-one Dao Laws!"

Gu Chuan was stunned.

Pangu had just been born, yet he had already mastered eighty-one Dao Laws—a feat that placed him on equal footing with Gu Chuan himself.

Though Pangu had yet to reach the peak of his strength—the moment he would split the heavens—he had already surpassed all other demon gods from the instant of his birth.

His talent was beyond comprehension.

"The Four Supreme Chaos Treasures!"

Gu Chuan's gaze sharpened as he took in the sight before him.

In Pangu's left hand rested the Good Fortune Jade Plate.

In his right hand, he wielded the Sky-Opening Axe.

Strapped to his back was the Heaven-Opening Chisel.

And beneath his feet lay the Chaos Green Lotus.

Born with the blessings of the Great Dao itself—this was the ultimate privilege of a supreme existence.

Compared to him, Gu Chuan had painstakingly cultivated, schemed, and battled countless foes just to barely reach the same level.

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Yet Pangu had been born with it all.

However, Gu Chuan quickly dismissed the thought. At his level, he had long transcended attachment to such emotions. This was simply the natural order of Chaos.

After all, in the entire history of the Chaos Realm, there had only ever been one Pangu.

At that moment, Pangu stepped forward from the Chaos Green Lotus, turned to Gu Chuan, and clasped his hands respectfully.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for standing guard."

His voice resonated like the eternal chime of the Dao, shaking the very fabric of existence itself.