The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Darkness descended, the earth collapsed, mountains crumbled, and tsunamis and storms swept across the entire new Earth.

Humanity's highly advanced technological civilization is vulnerable. The steel jungle that is as tall as mountains on the earth is like a rice field blown by a storm, with the straw either lying down, flattened, or uprooted.

All the destructive weapons of human technological civilization have been reduced to scrap metal in this apocalyptic disaster.

What about living beings?

There was no hope of survival; the dead and wounded were almost completely wiped out.

They are as fragile as rag dolls, or even more like clay; they crumble in the wind, crumble in the rain, crumble in the fire, melt in the soil, and break in the metal.

People die, a great many die. Every second, at least 100 million people turn to ashes, which are carried by the wind into the sky and scattered in the atmosphere. Together with the dust of the earth, they envelop the earth, making it difficult for the sun to shine on the entire world.

And then, they finally saw the culprit who killed them and turned their bones to dust.

It was an indescribable existence, lurking on the Earth's surface like an octopus, covering half of the Earth, and even plunging deep into the Earth, deeply embedded, stirring up towering, scalding, scarlet magma.

It is as if He is sucking the essence of the earth from its core, and He is not even sparing the mantle or any matter on the surface, trying to devour the earth completely.

The creatures that had turned to dust and were now floating in the atmosphere could only sigh with the wind. They could not suffer horrific physical and mental distortions for witnessing this indescribable demon, so they were actually lucky.

But the surviving creatures on earth were not so lucky. Although they could not see the body of the indescribable demon, they could hear its whispers. The voice was more divine than the devil's, like an airplane flying through their brains, or like thousands of flies buzzing incessantly in their minds.

Indescribable, beyond compare, some creatures had their brains shattered on the spot, turning into a pile of rotten tofu; some creatures vomited maggots, had tentacles growing from their eyes, horns growing from their ears, and pustules growing from their bodies. All sorts of terrifying and bizarre mutations occurred among survivors in various parts of the earth, inescapable and unavoidable.

Death is sometimes a blessing in disguise.

At the same time, as the indescribable demons on Earth churned and thrashed, their roars and whispers spread along the spiritual and astral dimensions, reaching the material dimension of the entire universe.

He is calling, calling upon the part that once belonged to Him, calling upon His own power.

He wants to reclaim his original reason, all his spirituality.

The ancient and true gods, wandering in the astral realm, the spirit realm, and the material dimensions of the universe, heard His call and, as if bewitched, poured all their energy into projecting themselves toward His Earth, like moths to a flame.

This is also a kind of return, from division to unity, from dissolution to integration. Countless madness and order are about to converge on Earth, and more terrifying forces will be projected onto this planet that is somewhat unremarkable in the universe.

Oh oh oh!

Just then, God, the ruler of the celestial realm, awoke.

At the same moment, the ruler of the spirit realm, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, and the ruler of the material reality dimension, the Fallen Mother Goddess, also awoke together.

With soft chants, they drove away a great number of the old and the true God, splitting the source and uniqueness within them—the authority of the old and the source of the true God's power—but all of this was easily torn apart by the pillars.

Then they "held" these primordial substances and uniqueness and cast them to Earth, to meet the great, one, original, and greatest Creator.

They are Him, and He is not them, yet they need each other.

Only through integration and restoration of order can He return, and the original Creator reappear in the world.

However, the three pillars developed selfishness, or rather, "human nature."

They also want to have themselves, not to become Him.

Therefore, they are about to choose betrayal, but the premise of betrayal is return.

Therefore, they will return, bringing with them the essence and uniqueness that were plundered and stripped from the old God and the true God.

Because His return is inevitable, it is His will, and the pillar cannot be shifted or twisted.

Greatness is descending, traversing from the most distant past, the earliest chaotic era, to arrive before this final apocalypse.

The original whispers of the Creator continue; it is not His roar, but the entire universe rejoicing in His awakening and impending return.

They all longed for and anticipated His return!

The three pillars eventually arrived on the new Earth and witnessed this indescribable and great being.

At the same time, they also revealed their existence.

God is the ruler of the celestial realm. He represents the will of all gods and beings, and therefore He is an abstract, formless aggregate of light formed by the convergence of the radiance of countless stars in the celestial realm.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun is the ruler of the spirit world. All spiritual beings and all spiritual creatures are under his control. Therefore, He is an indescribable and ineffable gray fog.

The Fallen Mother Goddess is the ruler of the material dimension of reality. She is the combination of all the characteristics of matter and cannot be described in words. Ordinary beings will be deformed on the spot and turned into a pool of flesh and blood when they see her.

They approached Earth together, merging into Earth's astral, spiritual, and material dimensions, and then offered their worship and offerings, as well as themselves, to the unspeakable Creator.

At the same time, the power of the Creator seemed infinite, extending throughout the entire universe, and once again capturing the Old Ones who had evaded the Three Pillars.

The Superstar Overlord, the High-Dimensional Overlord, the Child of Chaos, and the Mother Tree of Desire were all captured, then torn apart, their source matter ripped apart, and their uniqueness completely seized and gathered into the New Earth.

"Creator!!"

With a roar, the decaying king, now possessing self-awareness, struggled and murmured incessantly, trying to break free from the control and tearing apart of the original creator.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. In this universe, everything that exists, everything that is matter, and everything that is governed and controlled by the Creator. Even things as powerful as they once were can only be taken by Him.

And just as they roared, the three pillars that had merged into the body of the original creator also launched their own rebellion.

However, they did not rebel directly, but allowed the Creator to split on its own, just like when the universe was first created.

But just as their plan was about to be implemented, a clear bell suddenly rang out from the indescribable body of the original Creator.

Dang dang dang.

"What?"

The three pillars, beginning to show signs of humanity, raised questions.

They did not understand where the sudden bell came from.

But before they could think further...

A purple light rose from the body of the original creator, but it vanished in an instant, taking the bell sound with it.

Woo woo woo.

Then, the universe resounded with ghostly wails and howls.

This reminded the three pillars of their origins.

The original Creator shattered and split here. (End of Chapter)