Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Apart from the twelve ancestral witches, no one else could see the true face of the Pangu Palace.

Even the later-born ancestral witches Chi You and Hou Yi were not recognized by Pangu's heart.

Despite trying for millennia, Ying Zheng still felt no resonance whatsoever.

This made Ying Zheng feel frustrated: "Could it be that I am truly not destined to have Pangu's heart?"

But considering that sudden premonition, the opportunity must be extremely great, and it would be too much to give up now.

Then, Ying Zheng opened his eyes and glanced at Hou Tu, realizing that Hou Tu belonged to the same camp as him.

He decisively retrieved the fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation. The fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation before him originated from the same source as Pangu's heart.

As the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation shimmered with seven-colored light, Houtu's gaze fell upon them, and she was immediately startled, exclaiming softly, "Could this be a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation? But how could this be... Wasn't it all in Hongjun's hands?"

It should be noted that the Jade Disc of Creation is a divine object of the same level as Pangu's heart.

In a sense, the Jade Disc of Creation is even more mysterious, because it can help people attain enlightenment.

Unlike the heart of Pangu, which only the twelve ancestral witches could initially gain its approval.

Even Houtu and the others could not use Pangu's heart for much. They only used it to suppress the fortune of the Wu tribe and maintain the bloodline of Pangu.

Now, guided by the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc, Ying Zheng's will easily penetrated the core of the Pangu Palace.

Here, Ying Zheng saw a heart beating as vast as the world itself.

"Boom boom boom!"

An incomparably powerful surge of blood energy erupted with each heartbeat, far surpassing the power of Houtu, the ancestral witch who attained enlightenment.

It should be noted that after regaining her status as an ancestral witch, Houtu has integrated the bloodline she once abandoned.

Even today, it still cannot compare to the heart of Pangu, which shows how vast the blood and energy contained within the heart of Pangu are.

Seeing Ying Zheng's shocked expression, Houtu also appeared: "Shocked, aren't you? This is the heart of the Father God. It's a pity that even as a descendant of the Father God, I can only barely gain the approval of Pangu's heart and have failed to obtain its creation. You are the only outsider who can enter this place. Although you entered with the help of the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, you still have the opportunity to inherit the legacy of Father God Pangu."

In response, Ying Zheng looked at Houtu with a teasing expression and said, "Aren't you afraid that I have truly inherited the legacy of Pangu? Aren't you jealous?"

Houtu subconsciously shook her head in denial: "If you, fellow Daoist, can truly inherit Pangu's legacy, I will only rejoice for you. This is the will of the Father God, how could I, as his child, not be happy?"

Looking at Houtu's earnest reply, Ying Zheng suddenly felt bored: "Perhaps only your Wu tribe thinks this way. You desperately want to seize every opportunity, and regardless of whether you yourself can obtain it, you won't allow outsiders to have it, lest they surpass you."...

After saying this, Ying Zheng stepped towards the beating heart and disappeared into it.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was not rejected by Pangu's heart, he stepped inside and disappeared.

Houtu was startled and instinctively stepped forward.

However, it touched Pangu's heart, which meant that Pangu's heart refused to let her in.

This caused Houtu to show a look of dejection: "Does entering require a fragment of the Creation Jade Disc?"

At the same time, Houtu said with a somber expression, "Indeed, seeing others receive the blessings of the Father God, my heart still cannot help but beat with resentment. Ying Zheng, you think too highly of us. Over the years, our people's faith in the Father God has not been as pure as it used to be."

Just then, among the dozen or so Ancestral Witches discussing matters in the Ancestral Witch Hall, the first to be born, Ancestral Witch Dijiang, and others showed a slight change in expression, their faces revealing shock: "What's going on? Why is Pangu's heart behaving so strangely? Has someone entered it and received the Father God's blessings? Could it be Houtu?"

Thinking of this, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches rushed towards the Pangu Palace. Chiyou and Houyi also reacted, and when they arrived at the Pangu Palace with the other Ancestral Witches...

Then they saw them merge into the Pangu Palace. Chi You and Hou Yi, the Ancestral Witches, looked helpless: "We are ultimately just evolved from the blood of the Ancestral Witches, and have not been recognized by the Father God."

Chi You and Hou Yi exchanged a glance, both seeing the desolation in each other's eyes.

This was a severe blow to their faith, but they have gradually gotten used to it over the years.

At this moment, Dijiang Zuwu and others, who had entered the core of the Pangu Palace, saw Houtu standing outside Pangu's heart and asked in confusion, "Houtu, if you are here, then who is the one who entered?"

The faces of Dijiang Zuwu and others were filled with a murderous intent. They had long regarded Pangu's heart as the foundation of the Wu clan, and they would not allow outsiders to touch it, let alone obtain the legacy of their father god.

After all, this is a relic left behind by a being who had just transcended halfway, so its value is self-evident.

It's unfair to give it away to outsiders so easily.

Seeing the murderous intent on their faces, Houtu immediately warned, "It is Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng who has entered the heart of the Father God. There is no need to be so hostile. If he truly inherits the legacy of the Father God, we must also respect the will of the Father God."

How could Dijiang Zuwu and others not understand the admonition in his words?

Understanding is one thing, doing it is another.

The ancestral witch Zhurong, whose temper was already fierce, said unwillingly, "This is a legacy left to my witch clan by the Father God. Only my witch clan can inherit it. I am truly unwilling to let outsiders get it!"

In response, Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, glanced at Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, and warned, "Zhurong, do not cause trouble. That is the Primordial Dao Venerable, even Houtu is no match for him. You should understand the current situation. Our Witch Clan cannot afford to offend the Dao Venerable."

Upon hearing this, the Ancestral Witch Zhurong, seemingly unwilling to give up, appeared to want to say more: "I..."

But the ancestral witch Dijiang interrupted him, rebuking him sternly: "Zhurong, this is my witch clan!"

Under the serious gazes of Dijiang Zuwu and others, Zhurong looked at Houtu's equally disapproving expression and could only lower her head and whisper, "I understand."

Then, the ancestral sorcerer Zhurong turned and left. He truly did not want to see the legacy left by his father god fall into the hands of outsiders; it would break his heart.

At this moment, Ying Zheng, who had entered the heart of Pangu, was enveloped by pure and vast blood energy.

These vital energies nourished his physical body and primordial spirit, gradually strengthening his already perfected physical and primordial spirit. But Ying Zheng couldn't care less about the transformation of his physical body and primordial spirit now, because he saw a towering figure standing in the void before him.

The figure exuded a transcendent aura, revealing an ancient and vicissitude-like atmosphere and a supreme and transcendent Daoist charm.

His presence inspires awe and reverence – he is none other than Pangu, the great god who created the primordial world.

But why is the image of the great god Pangu appearing inside Pangu's heart? And that mark seems to have been imprinted by the primordial spirit.

Though it was only a wisp of remnant hope, it was preserved through the warmth and nourishment of Pangu's heart.

However, for someone with cultivation at the level of Pangu, reviving with just this wisp of remnant spirit should be a piece of cake.

Why was Pangu never resurrected? This was a question that remained deeply in Ying Zheng's mind.

Perhaps, the mystery can now be solved.

Just as Ying Zheng was deep in thought, suddenly, the remnant spirit of Pangu opened its eyes, looked at Ying Zheng with a solemn expression and said, "The one who came after you, you have arrived."

The resounding voice echoed in Ying Zheng's ears, instantly waking him from his deep thoughts.

Looking at the seemingly sentient remnant before him, Ying Zheng was startled: "Great God Pangu, did you foresee my arrival?"

“This remnant of my will was left for you. Young friend, are you willing to accept my deal and help me revive?” Pangu’s remnant soul asked solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng gave a wry smile: "Once I entered this moment, I had no other choice."

Ying Zheng could now sense that the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc that had brought him in, hovering above him, were no longer under his control.

But then again, who could be considered the true master of the Jade Disc of Creation in front of its original owner?

It is estimated that even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun was not qualified, let alone Ying Zheng.

To this, Pangu replied with an inscrutable expression, "No, you have a choice. You can refuse, but the price will be heavy."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng thought to himself, "The price is likely to be the loss of fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, and also the loss of control over the River of Destiny."

After all, the reason why Ying Zheng is able to control 50% of the power over the River of Destiny is because of the channels left by Pangu.

Without those passages, Ying Zheng would never have been able to get even a step closer to the Destiny Disc that transcends different levels.

Don't underestimate this half-step transcendence; taking just half a step makes a world of difference to Ying Zheng and others.

If the power of the Disc of Destiny were to erupt, it could easily suppress an enlightened being, leaving them with no chance of ever rising again.

This is precisely why Ying Zheng and Yang Mei never gave up on completely controlling the river of fate/the river of time.

Since we cannot refuse, we must consider how to gain more benefits from the transaction. Moreover, the task of helping the great god Pangu to revive must be incredibly difficult—given his near-transcendent state, he has been fallen for two eras and has yet to recover; there must be a hidden reason behind this.

Therefore, Ying Zheng tentatively asked, "How can we help the great god revive?"

The great god Pangu looked at Ying Zheng with a half-smile: "So, you agree to this deal?"

Ying Zheng did not refute: "Indeed, I accept this deal. But I think the Great God Pangu would not let me suffer a loss, would he?"

The great god Pangu couldn't help but chuckle: "You youngster, you really aren't willing to suffer any loss. Very well, I will help you take a further step in controlling the River of Destiny. However, I am not at my peak, and at most I can help you control another 30 or 40% of the power. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's heart surged with emotion. Although he wouldn't completely control the River of Destiny, gaining another 30-40% of its power would be equivalent to controlling 80-90% of it. The power he could then mobilize would be even more terrifying. With Ying Zheng's confidence, he felt that through his own efforts, he could potentially gain complete control of the River of Destiny. At the same time, precisely because the rewards were so high, Ying Zheng was even more worried about the difficulty of reviving Pangu—the reward was always proportional to the task.

At this moment, Ying Zheng probed again: "The Great God Pangu has not yet told us the conditions required to resurrect the Great God."

Pangu laughed heartily: "Now that you've boarded the pirate ship, do you still think you can escape? That's wishful thinking! Someone has already helped you with the matter of resurrecting me. You only need to wait until those two juniors merge and then imprint this mark into their bodies." After speaking, Pangu condensed a mysterious and dazzling mark in his palm, which floated in front of Ying Zheng and was finally imprinted on the Jade Disc of Creation.

Ying Zheng recalled Pangu's words—that someone was already helping him—and the mention of "the fusion of two juniors" immediately brought to mind Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou. It seemed they were merely pawns in Pangu's revival. But making them submit would be no easy task, especially given Pangu's current state; it was uncertain how much influence he could exert. Furthermore, judging from his attitude, he wouldn't offer any further assistance during the process; Ying Zheng could only rely on himself.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng could imagine how arduous this task would be. Were the Demon Ancestor Rahu and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun mere puppets to be manipulated? Moreover, after they devoured and merged, their power would undoubtedly increase further. Imprinting this mark into their bodies would be no easy task. However, considering that the Great God Pangu would help him further grasp the power of the River of Destiny, and with the blessing of the River of Destiny's power, Ying Zheng had some confidence.

"The item has been given to you; remember to seize the opportunity. If you fail, you will lose everything you have gained," the great god Pangu warned.

Ying Zheng solemnly replied, "I will do my utmost to accomplish this great task."

Pangu was quite satisfied with Ying Zheng's attitude: "Then, I will help you take control of destiny."

Then, the remnant soul of the Great God Pangu suddenly dissipated, and countless rays of light danced and gradually merged into Ying Zheng's body. At the same time, an infinite suction force seemed to emanate from Ying Zheng's body, drawing in vast blood energy to merge into his physical body and primordial spirit. At this moment, Ying Zheng's will and true spirit gradually sublimated, reaching the source of the River of Destiny—the Void of Destiny.

Gazing at the Disc of Fate before him, Ying Zheng heard the words of the great god Pangu, tinged with reminiscence and sorrow: "To meet again, under such circumstances..."

Even Ying Zheng couldn't hear what followed, but from the sighing and melancholy tone, it was clear that the great god Pangu had an inextricable connection with this Wheel of Destiny. Perhaps, although Pangu wasn't the creator of this wheel, he should have known its origin.

Therefore, Ying Zheng asked out of curiosity, "Does the Great God Pangu know the origin of this Fate Disc?"

"The origin of this Disc of Destiny is unknown, and it is related to the previous generation of transcendent beings. Young friend, you should know that the evolution of chaos requires the five primordial elements to go through five major cycles. After that, chaos will collapse and return to nothingness, and then start all over again. The chaos we exist in has already gone through countless cycles and given birth to countless transcendent beings. And this River of Destiny and the River of Time and Space are the handiwork left by the transcendent beings."

Hearing the secrets revealed by the great god Pangu, even Ying Zheng was deeply shocked and speechless. It should be known that we are now at the end of the Primordial Era, with only two more eras remaining before this cycle reaches its end. What seems like a long period of time is, in reality, very little time remains for Ying Zheng and his people.

"Naturally, if one can reach the half-step transcendence realm, although still affected by the collapse of chaos, one can preserve one's own Dao fruit and wait for the next recurrence of chaos. If you can completely take control of the River of Destiny, its special nature should be enough for you to survive."

Ying Zheng was deeply grateful for what the great god Pangu had told him. However, he would not place his hopes on the River of Fate—this river, along with the River of Time and Space, was a creation of the transcendent beings, and in essence, beyond their control. To place his hopes on it would be foolish, as life and death would then be beyond his control. Therefore, Ying Zheng had to at least reach a state of half-step transcendence, or even complete transcendence, before the collapse of chaos, so that he could, along with Nuwa and others whom he cared about, escape this collapse and recurrence of chaos.

"Enough of the small talk. Look carefully, this is all I can do to help you."

As the faint sigh echoed, an invisible force condensed into an axe-like light in the void. Within that axe light, the power of a near-transcendence manifested, like a guiding light illuminating the path ahead. After all, having cultivated to this point, Ying Zheng still didn't know how to advance further. Now, the Great God Pangu had revealed the secret of a near-transcendence for him, allowing Ying Zheng to understand how to step into that realm. However, reaching that step was extremely difficult, certainly beyond Ying Zheng's current capabilities. (End of Chapter)