I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 7: Respectfully Inviting the Father God to Rebirth!! (Please Read On!!)

Rumble.

The heavens trembled, and the sky and clouds changed color. The Zhou Tian Star Array, which could still maintain some light, became dim and without light in an instant.

bang

All living beings prostrated themselves on the ground. Even the Heavenly Saint felt an overwhelming aura descend upon them, as if giving them no chance to prepare.

"Heaven, the will of Pangu."

"No, this is the aura of Pangu."

puff--.

The saints instantly spat out golden blood, which splattered all over the primordial land. Nuwa's red embroidered ball was instantly knocked back to its original form, dimmed and lost its luster, and turned into a kite that fell directly to the primordial land.

"No--."

With a roar, Nuwa was unwilling, but faced with Pangu's aura, she was still like an ant.

It is said that all people below the level of a sage are ants, but at this moment all the sages realized that in the face of Pangu, even if Pangu was dead, even if he only had a trace of his breath, the sages were still ants.

"Father God, I am your child. Are you trying to take away my opportunity?"

The Sage Taiqing roared in resentment, but Pangu's aura did not give in at all.

puff--.

A mouthful of golden blood gushed out, sprinkling across the primordial land, instantly nourishing it, and those destined to achieve it all broke through quickly.

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and the two Western Saints were all forced to lower their heads. However, the Three Pure Ones were kneeling on the ground, unable to move. No matter how powerful you are, you have to be a grandson in front of Laozi.

"Is this the true form of Pangu?"

Ye Yang struggled to lift his head and saw that the twelve Ancestral Witches had long since merged into one. Although he could still vaguely see the twelve figures, a larger figure enveloped them.

Above this dark and primordial wilderness, a gigantic, burly man with tattoos on his upper body, holding a heaven-splitting axe, with the Thirty-Three Heavens above his head and the primordial earth beneath his feet, appeared as an unparalleled war god.

His robust physique was incredibly terrifying, surpassing even the might of Mount Buzhou, and his disheveled hair added to his wild and untamed appearance.

Although this figure has not yet solidified, its mere appearance was enough to make all the primordial saints kneel on the ground, unable to muster any thought of resistance.

As for those so-called primordial great beings, they are not qualified to participate in such a scene.

Ye Yang felt both relieved and fearful. He was relieved that he had found the right backer this time, but he was also afraid that even a wisp of aura was enough to make a Heavenly Saint kneel down, whether he wanted to or not.

If even a trace of its aura can be so powerful, then how powerful would Pangu be at his peak?

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun was so overwhelmed that he almost knelt down. If it weren't for the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, he would probably have lost his face. Even the Zixiao Palace was slightly shaking.

Old man—.

A ripple spread out, and a terrifying aura rushed towards all parts of the primordial world. Many powerful beings who had been hiding were instantly awakened. Even the innate demon gods who were still surviving in the depths of chaos suddenly opened their eyes wide, and a subconscious fear instantly struck their hearts.

"Hmm? The aura of Pangu?"

"This is impossible. Chaos shattered, and Pangu perished. This was ordained by the Great Dao. So why is Pangu alive again?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, Yang Liu, the Time-Space Ancestor, and others all looked towards the primordial land, and what instantly came into view was an enormous head that had already touched the edge of chaos.

"This Pangu?"

"Oh no, my Dao heart is starting to be in turmoil. Damn Pangu, you killed us while you were alive, and now that you're dead you still won't let us have any peace of mind."

"Fellow Daoists, now that Pangu has awakened, we must protect ourselves. Let us join forces quickly!"

In an instant, a barrier appeared deep within the chaos, and the gods finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, at this very moment, Hongjun's projection appeared:

Fellow Daoists

In an instant, these remaining demon gods looked at it:

"Hongjun?"

"You actually managed to force that out?"

Ignoring them, Hongjun said:

"With the shattering of chaos and the formation of the primordial world, fellow Daoists have found a place to live. If Pangu were to awaken, the world would inevitably revert to chaos. Fellow Daoists, you would not wish to see this happen."

Yes, Pangu has been resurrected. The entire primordial world evolved from Pangu's body. Once Pangu truly comes back to life, then this primordial world is destined to evolve back into chaos.

Heaven could not resurrect Pangu, but its own strength was insufficient, so it did not seek help from the still-living Chaos God.

"Fellow Daoists, let's take a gamble. Once it evolves into chaos, we won't be so lucky."

"In that case, let's make our move."

Rumble.

At this very moment, two golden beams suddenly shot out from the primordial wilderness, ascending to the Heavenly Court and the Outer Heavens, and descending to the Nine Netherworlds and the Azure Yellow Springs.

"That is."

Ye Yang was shocked. He saw Pangu's two eyes begin to flash, as if they could see through the nine heavens and ten earths. Although they were separated by trillions of kilometers, it was as if they were right in front of him.

Finally, their eyes met, and in that instant, Ye Yang seemed to fall into a permanent illusion, or perhaps enter the memories of Pangu.

Rumble.

"I am Pangu, the god of power, today I create heaven and earth."

I saw Pangu's cultivation, the Creation Lotus, the three thousand Chaos Gods, and the creation of heaven and earth.

Whether it was a fleeting moment or countless years, Ye Yang experienced so much in this moment.

Snap

Suddenly, two clear sounds rang out, and Ye Yang woke up with a start. He suddenly felt a sense of ease throughout his body, which surprised him greatly.

"What...what's going on?"

I felt like I had finally grown up, and I no longer felt like I was being watched by my parents and teachers when I was a child.

It's as if you can truly control everything about yourself.

However, before Ye Yang could think further, the world suddenly changed color.

Splash!

In an instant, a terrifying suction force appeared, which none of the saints could stop.

"Oh no, Pangu is absorbing essence and blood in an attempt to be reborn."

"Look at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, their life force is being drained."

To everyone's horror, the essence of the twelve ancestral witches, like a surging river, rapidly burst forth from their bodies and rushed straight towards the phantom of Pangu.

"Damn it, Pangu has been resurrected! We absolutely cannot let him be resurrected."

However, at that very moment, the Three Pure Ones also felt their souls being forcibly extracted.

"Oh no, elder brother, my soul is being torn apart! Is this my way back to the Father God's embrace?"

"No, I don't want to die. I am a saint, a saint—."

The Three Pure Ones were terrified and hurriedly resisted, but what could they do? On the other hand, the Witch Clan was completely at ease. The twelve Ancestral Witches knelt down and allowed the phantom of Pangu to absorb the essence of the Ancestral Witches.

"We respectfully pray for the resurrection of the Father God."

In an instant, the difference in status was immediately apparent.

Rumble.

The primordial world trembled and began to evolve into chaos. The saints were unable to rise up because of Pangu's aura, especially the Three Pure Ones, who were being extracted from the world.

Nuwa, needless to say, must have already vomited countless amounts of golden blood at this very moment; it's likely that females are naturally more prone to bleeding.

At this moment, the secrets of heaven were in complete chaos. The Heavenly Dao had begun to resist the aura of Pangu with all its might, and had no time to spare for anything else.

In contrast, Ye Yang, protected by the Witch Clan, although feeling the pressure, was still able to barely maintain his composure. However, just then, a voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Ye Yang of the Human Race, at this moment, the heavenly secrets are in chaos and order is collapsing. This is the best opportunity for your human race to break free from the control of the sages. Why don't you quickly swear an oath to become the Ancestor of Humanity?"

(End of this chapter)