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

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

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

The faces of Dijiang Zuwu and others were filled with murderous intent. They had long regarded Pangu's heart as the foundation of the Wu clan, so how could they allow outsiders to touch it, or even obtain the legacy of the Father God?
After all, this was something left behind by a being at the half-step transcendence level, so its value is self-evident.

They felt resentful that it was given to outsiders so easily.

Seeing the murderous intent on their faces, Houtu immediately warned them, "It is Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng who has entered the heart of the Father God. There is no need for such hostility. If he has truly inherited the Father God's legacy, then we must also respect the Father God's will!"

How could Dijiang Zuwu and others not understand the admonition in Houtu's words?

But understanding is one thing, actually doing it is another.

The already short-tempered Ancestral Witch Zhurong shouted indignantly, "This is a legacy left to our Witch Clan by our Father God. Only our Witch Clan can inherit this legacy. I am truly unwilling to let outsiders inherit it for no reason!"

In response, Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, glanced at Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, and warned, "Zhurong, don't cause trouble. That's 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, Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, seemed unwilling to give up, as if she wanted to say something more: "I..."

But the Ancestral Witch Dijiang interrupted him directly, rebuking him sternly: "Zhurong, this is for the sake of our Witch Clan!"

Under the stern gazes of Dijiang and the other ancestral witches, Zhurong glanced at Houtu's equally disapproving expression, lowered her head, and muttered softly, "I understand..."

Afterwards, Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, turned and left. He really did not want to see the legacy left by his father fall into the hands of outsiders, as that would cause him unbearable heartache.

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

The power of this blood and energy is nourishing his physical body and primordial spirit, strengthening them little by little, even though they should have already reached their peak.

But at this moment, Ying Zheng could not care about the transformation of his physical body and primordial spirit, because he saw a towering figure standing in the void before him.

The figure exuded a transcendent aura, displaying an ancient and vicissitude-like presence and an unparalleled Daoist charm.

One glance is enough to inspire awe and admiration; that 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? Moreover, that mark seems to have been imprinted by the primordial spirit.

Although it was just a lingering remnant, it was preserved by being nurtured by Pangu's heart.

But if one's cultivation level reaches that of Pangu, then with just this wisp of remnant spirit, reviving should be an easy task.

Why was Pangu never resurrected? This was also a question that had been buried in Ying Zheng's heart for many years.

Perhaps, the answer to this mystery can be revealed today.

Just as Ying Zheng was deep in thought, suddenly, the remnant spirit of Pangu opened its eyes and looked at Ying Zheng with a solemn expression, saying, "The latecomer, you have finally arrived!"

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

Looking at the lingering remnant before him, which seemed to possess sentience, Ying Zheng was greatly alarmed: "Great God Pangu, did you foresee my arrival?"

"This lingering remnant of my soul 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 revealed a bitter smile: "The moment I stepped into this place, I had no other choice..."

At this moment, Ying Zheng could clearly feel that the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc that had been hovering above his head and had brought him in were no longer under his control.

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

It's estimated that even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun didn't have that qualification, let alone Ying Zheng.

To this, Pangu said with an inscrutable expression, "No, you still have a choice. You can refuse, but the price will be extremely high!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng silently complained to himself, "The price will probably be losing the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, and also the authority 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 behind by Pangu.

Without those passages, Ying Zheng would never have been able to get close to the Destiny Disc, which was at the half-step transcendence level.

Don't underestimate the significance of taking just half a step beyond. For people like Ying Zheng, simply taking that half step makes a world of difference.

If the power of the Wheel of Fate 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 Laozu never gave up on completely controlling the river of destiny and the river of time.

Since they cannot refuse, they can only consider how to gain more benefits from the transaction.

Moreover, just thinking about assisting the Great God Pangu in his revival reveals the immense difficulty involved.

After all, with Pangu's cultivation at the half-step transcendence level, two eras have passed since his fall, yet he still has not been able to revive. There must be some unknown secrets hidden within this.

At this moment, Ying Zheng tentatively asked, "Then, how exactly can I revive you?"

Upon hearing this, the Great God Pangu looked at Ying Zheng with a half-smile: "So, you've agreed to this deal?"

Ying Zheng did not deny this: "That's right, I accept this deal. But I think the Great God Pangu wouldn't let me suffer a loss, would he?"

The great god Pangu chuckled, "You little rascal, you really don't want to suffer even the slightest loss. Very well, then let me help you take a further step in controlling the River of Destiny. However, I am not at my peak right now, so at most I can only help you gain another 30 to 40% of the power. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was extremely tempted. Although he could not completely control the River of Destiny, if he could control another 30 to 40% of the power, it would be equivalent to having 80 to 90% control over the River of Destiny.

By then, the power he can mobilize will be even more terrifying.

With his confidence, Ying Zheng felt that he might have a chance to completely control the river of fate through his own efforts.

However, the generous rewards only made him more worried about the difficulty of reviving Pangu.

After all, the reward is always proportional to the task.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng probed again: "Great God Pangu, you have not yet told me the specific conditions for resurrecting you."

To this, the Great God Pangu laughed loudly, "You're already on the pirate ship, do you still want to get off? Don't you think that's wishful thinking? If you want to resurrect me, someone is already helping you. You just need to wait until those two little ones merge, and then imprint this mark into their bodies." As soon as he finished speaking, the Great God Pangu condensed an incomparably mysterious and dazzling mark in his hand, which floated in front of Ying Zheng and finally imprinted itself on the Creation Jade Disc.

At this moment, Ying Zheng recalled what the Great God Pangu had just said—that someone was already helping him, and that the two little guys had merged—which immediately reminded him of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou.

It seems that the two of them were merely pawns on the path to the revival of the Great God Pangu.

However, getting them to comply won't be so simple. Moreover, it's still unknown how much influence the current Pangu deity can still exert on them.

Moreover, judging from his attitude, Pangu will not lend a hand during this process, and Ying Zheng will have to rely on himself for everything.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng could imagine how daunting this task would be. Were Demon Ancestor Rahu and Dao Ancestor Hongjun mere puppets to be manipulated?
Moreover, after the two of them devour and merge with each other, their strength will undoubtedly increase further. At that time, how easy would it be to implant this mark into their bodies?

However, thinking that the great god Pangu would help him further grasp the power of the River of Destiny, and with the help of the power of the River of Destiny, Ying Zheng had some confidence.

"The gift 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.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng solemnly promised, "I will do my best to accomplish this task."

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

Subsequently, 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, Ying Zheng seemed to emanate an endless attraction, drawing in vast amounts of blood energy to merge into his physical body and primordial spirit.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's will and true spirit gradually sublimated, and he arrived at the source of the river of destiny—the Land of Nothingness.

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

Even Ying Zheng couldn't hear what was said next, but from the sighs and melancholy in the tone, it wasn't hard to deduce—

There is an inexplicable connection between the great god Pangu and this Disc of Destiny.

Perhaps Pangu was not the creator of this Wheel of Fate, but he should have known its origin.

So Ying Zheng asked curiously, "Does the great god Pangu know the origin of this Disc of Destiny?"

"The origin of this Wheel of Fate is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is related to the transcendent beings of the previous generation. Young friend, you should know that the evolution of chaos requires going through the five primordial elements, which in turn evolve into the five great eras. After the cycle, chaos will collapse, everything will turn into nothingness, and then it will start all over again."

"The chaos in which we live has gone through countless cycles of reincarnation and has given birth to countless transcendent beings. And this long river of fate and the long river of time are the handwriting left by these transcendent beings."

Even Ying Zheng was awestruck by the secrets recounted by the great god Pangu. It must be understood that this was already the end of the Primordial Era—

Two more eras remain before this cycle of evolution comes to an end.

It seemed like an extremely long time, but in reality, the time left for Ying Zheng and his men was running out.

"Of course, if one can cultivate to the half-step transcendence level, although one will still be affected by the collapse of chaos, one will be able to preserve one's own Dao fruit and wait for the next recurrence of chaos. If you can completely master the River of Destiny, you should be able to preserve it due to its special nature."

Ying Zheng was deeply grateful for what the great god Pangu had told him.

But he will not place all his hopes on the course of fate.

After all, the River of Fate and the River of Time are creations of the transcendent being, and are essentially things that he cannot fully control.

Placing your hopes on this is an extremely foolish choice—at that point, your life and death will be out of your control.

Therefore, Ying Zheng had to at least reach a semi-transcendence, or even attain the state of transcendence, before the chaos collapsed.

He led Nuwa and others, whom he cared about, to escape the cycle of chaos, collapse, and recurrence.

"Enough with the small talk. Listen 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, a power at the half-step transcendence was evolving, a guiding light for the path ahead.

Throughout his cultivation, Ying Zheng still didn't know how to advance further. Now, the great god Pangu revealed to him the secret of achieving a partial transcendence—

This made Ying Zheng understand how to take that step. However, reaching that step was extremely difficult.

It is certainly beyond the reach of the current Qin Shi Huang.

Just then, the accumulated axe light condensed into an unparalleled momentum, carrying an invincible sharpness that suddenly cleaved down, tearing apart the defenses of the Disc of Fate with lightning speed.

"Clang!"

The axe light, carrying the true spirit of Ying Zheng, ignored the resistance of the Disc of Destiny and flew straight towards the depths of the Disc of Destiny's origin.

Wherever he went, Ying Zheng took the opportunity to leave his own soul imprint, thereby further seizing control of the Wheel of Fate.

This process was both extremely long and extremely short for Ying Zheng.

As he imprinted his soul mark, and as the marks multiplied, countless insights into the great principles of destiny began to resonate in Ying Zheng's mind.

This allowed Ying Zheng to unconsciously increase his control over the Dao of Destiny.

Once the power of the axe light completely dissipated, Ying Zheng was only one and a half percent away from completely mastering the Wheel of Fate.

However, this one and a half percent of power seemed like an insurmountable chasm. Ying Zheng stood there, gazing at the core of the Wheel of Fate—

One could sense that an incredibly terrifying power of destiny was brewing within it.

The axe light just now was dispelled by this terrifying power of fate. It is clear that even the power of the great god Pangu could not overcome it.

To truly master this Wheel of Destiny, Ying Zheng would need to reach at least a half-step transcendence level in his mastery of the Great Dao of Destiny.

At the same time, as the axe light completely dissipated, Pangu's melodious words echoed in Ying Zheng's ears: "Young friend, I will pass on to you the insights I gained from exploring the river of destiny in the past. As for how much you can grasp, that depends on your own destiny." (End of this chapter)