This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 802 - 430: Second Brother, Third Brother, Log In! [Two-in-One, 6k]

Pangu True Master's "Creation" will drove the Giant Axe, each swing returning the established order to the original point of Chaos.

Their battle lacked earth-shattering energy explosions, for all the energy derived from their Dao.

The battlefield was not in physical space but in the higher and more fundamental projection of the "Great Dao True Realm."

Each collision of axe light and immortal light was a mutual validation and debate of the fundamental Daos of "Creation" and "Beginning."

Contained within the axe blade was absolute strength to sever all constraints and reshape all rules.

Flowing from Xuanqing's fingertips was the primordial authority to define all rules and impart all concepts.

This was a confrontation born of the same origin, like roots and trunk, part of the same whole yet vying for dominance over the entire tree.

As the light of the axe passed, the countless world illusions constructed by Xuanqing with "Primordial" power emerged and dissipated, their birth and demise consuming the power of the axe light.

Where the immortal light reached, the chaotic aura around Pangu True Master was ordered and given the initial "Name," causing the operation of strength to become slightly sluggish.

This balance was exquisite to the extreme, a stalemate where neither side could overpower the other.

The underlying logic of the entire Universe was repeatedly formatted and rewritten under their contest.

Ultimately, after a purest collision, both sides retreated an unimaginable distance.

Xuanqing's Dao shadow remained stable, radiant, without joy or sorrow, like an eternal rock.

The body of the [God of Chaos] was also undamaged, and the will from Pangu True Master became clearer and more active.

"Gratified."

A grand and ancient voice resounded not through vocal cords but directly in the depths of Xuanqing's Dao Heart.

"With the Dao of 'Primordial,' you can withstand my 'Creation' power without collapse, without falling from my name."

Pangu True Master's will conveyed satisfaction, like a senior evaluating a junior.

"However..."

The tone suddenly shifted, laced with a hint of amusement and challenge.

"If your 'Primordial' only stops here, then you won't be able to handle me, this 'Chaos Demon God.'

With the words, the massive body of the [God of Chaos] underwent a new transformation.

The body was no longer just a conglomeration of energy and demonic origin, but began transforming into a more real, more solid "Dao Body."

Every inch of skin was imprinted with the divine patterns of the Creation of Heaven and Earth.

Each breath made the surrounding Chaotic Void groan under the burden.

The Giant Axe in hand, that grey axe blade representing "Destruction," deepened in color as if it could swallow a Saint's gaze.

Pangu True Master seemed to be gradually adapting to this shell created by the Demon Gods and transforming it into a "Pangu's True Body" truly fitting for himself.

The aura was escalating in a geometric progression.

Seeing this, Xuanqing's eyes, reflecting the scene of the Universe's inception, finally revealed a ripple for the first time.

He did not speak back, as words were now meaningless.

He simply, calmly sent a thought across distant times and spaces.

This thought, along the "Heaven Path" he laid, instantly crossed countless world barriers.

"Second Brother, Third Brother."

His call was simple and direct.

"There's a troublesome Demon God here, you should come by."

...

In the Primordial Human Ancestor Land, Shouyang Mountain, within the Eight Sceneries Palace.

An elder dressed in a simple Daoist robe, whose aura merged with all things as if non-existent yet omnipresent, slowly opened his eyes.

He was Taiching Daoist Venerate, Taishang.

At the moment, he walked in countless incarnations among the nascent human tribes, teaching rituals, transmitting Elixir Fire, and sowing the seeds of civilization.

When Xuanqing's call came, he was enlightening an infant of the Human Race with a thread of Innate Wisdom.

His motion paused slightly, and those eyes that seemed to have seen through the eternity of epochs, tides of the world, revealed a rare hint of surprise.

"Demon God?"

A ripple rose in Taishang's heart.

"What kind of Demon God could trouble even Eldest Brother?"

He knew his elder brother's nature and strength, as the master of "Primordial," a source of all consequences, theoretically, nothing should be tricky to him.

Unless...that Demon God's roots touched upon some origin that even Eldest Brother could not easily handle.

He withdrew his enlightening finger, modestly nodded to the Human Clan Clan Leader before him, and his figure dispersed like blue smoke.

Meanwhile, on the East Sea Coast, at Golden Turtle Island, within the Biyou Palace.

A Daoist dressed in a green Daoist robe, with sharpness rising to the skies between his brows, surrounded by the rise and fall of billions of sword lights, was giving a lecture.

He was Shangqing Lingbao Venerate, Daoist Lord Yu Chen.

Below the Daoist platform, disciples like Duobao, Jin Ling, Wu Dang, Turtle Spirit listened, entranced.

Yu Chen's Dao was "Intercept," was the supreme Sword Dao seeking a glimmer of survival for everything and cutting off all obstacles.

His lecture did not explicate the Heavenly Dao principle like Xuanqing's, nor as Taishang's teachings of non-action and nature, but was full of change and vitality.

Xuanqing's call was like a bolt of lightning, blasting in his heart's lake.

Daoist Lord Yu Chen's lecture ceased abruptly, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Eldest Brother called me?"

He too felt astonishment.

"What in the Three Realms and Six Paths, what Demon God requires our three brothers to join forces?"

Yet, despite the astonishment, Daoist Lord Yu Chen's actions were without hesitation.