The newborn void expanded rapidly, expanding endlessly. In the spot where that original chaotic luminous mass had been, the first primordial planets began to form. Each planet was astonishingly vast, millions of times larger than those celestial bodies now ruled by the Star Lords across the cosmos. All these primordial planets revolved around Tianyuan Star - Pan Gu's avatar.

Among them one particular planet emerged instantly after Tianyuan Star shattered during Pan Gu's transformation. Slightly smaller than Tianyuan itself, it radiated countless blinding spiritual lights as it cautiously orbited at high speed while continuously absorbing the mysterious energies emanating from Tianyuan Star.

Thirty-six million Hongmeng divine scripts flashed across Tianyuan Star's surface before vanishing into thirty-six million rays of light that pierced the planet. Inside, they evolved into thirty-six million primordial soul imprints which naturally divided into ten-million-eight-hundred-thousand groups according to cosmic laws - some containing hundreds or even thousands of soul imprints, others just one.

These soul imprints varied in strength; lone-imprint groups were terrifyingly powerful while multi-imprint groups paled by comparison. Yet every group's collective power was exactly equal, totaling precisely the same raw energy across all ten-million-eight-hundred-thousand groups.

Guxiechen suddenly understood - this planet orbiting Tianyuan Star and absorbing Hongmeng laws of Heaven Dao represented the future Diyuan Star that would birth thirty-six million ancient Demon Kings. When these Demon Kings were taking shape, other primordial worlds remained formless masses with nothing within them.

Just then Pan Gu slaughtered countless chaotic beasts, extracting their life essences to infuse his newly created universe. All soul imprints in Diyuan Star convulsed as they absorbed this essence, forming rudimentary embryonic forms of life. With Pan Gu hunting endless varieties of chaotic creatures, the thirty-six million ancient Demon Kings manifested bizarre appearances - avian beasts, aquatic fish, flora, minerals, utensils, even kitchenware.

Guxiechen's divine consciousness entered Diyuan Star and easily located his familiar Da Yan Forty-Nine Fierce Knives. As expected, forty-nine battle-axes of lethal intent lay in different forms across a nascent balance wheel's nineteen support points, sleeping while chaotic energies fed the wheel to accelerate their growth.

Even as they developed, these knives instinctively released blade qi to attack fellow developing knives within the same womb - attempting preemptive annihilation and absorption before fully forming. These ancient deities and demons began devouring each other even before consciousness or physical forms emerged. Pan Gu continued his frenzied cosmic expansion with seemingly endless vitality.

Each time this primordial world expanded, heavenly laws solidified further while Dao strength grew stronger. If Pan Gu's expansion had continued unimpeded, the cosmos would have become unimaginably vast - thousands of times larger than the realms Guxiechen inhabited today, perhaps still expanding endlessly as it does now.

Guxiechen's physical consciousness and three soul fragments pondered deeply. Myth told of Pan Gu exhausting himself until he could no longer sustain creation. But Guxiechen clearly saw Pan Gu wasn't blindly expanding - every ten thousand years he'd return to Tianyuan Star for rest, his chaotic lotus absorbing energies while his cultivation continuously strengthened. Such a Dao Saint should theoretically still be creating worlds today.

But when Pan Gu expanded the cosmos about one hundred times larger than their current realms, an immense pressure suddenly erupted from chaos space. A giant comparable in size but superior in power rode through this new universe on a chaotic beast, immediately spotting Pan Gu mid-creation. Without warning he slashed with his strange blade, stabbing Pan Gu squarely in the chest as the creator welcomed him warmly.

Guxiechen sensed clear intent within that pressure - consumption and enhancement! Primordial Hongmeng Saints who created universes could indeed devour each other to strengthen themselves. New worlds were vulnerable and risky; any encounter with chaos raiders could mean total annihilation. Guxie-chen suddenly recognized this as the same scenario as their realm's newborn universe.

The cosmos was vast, making collisions between new universes astronomically rare. But when Pan Gu was attacked by a Hongmeng Saint from elsewhere, that very same threat faced their own newborn realms. Fortunately, chaos space's immensity made such encounters statistically insignificant despite occasional incidents like Pan Gu's.

Though fighting within his created world, the invading giant successfully ambushed Pan Gu and overpowered him temporarily. But after Pan Gu unleashed cosmic retaliation by channeling the entire universe's might against him, they destroyed each other in a catastrophic war that annihilated 99% of Pan Gu's creation, leaving only what would become their current realms.

From their final exchange Guxiechen learned this attacker was older but far less talented - having stolen power through countless ambushes on fellow Hongmeng Saints. If not for this betrayal, the realm they now inhabited might rival strength against that invaded universe by other great beings.

A deep sigh escaped as Guxiechen's vision shifted to another scene: Pan Gu dead, heavenly laws in chaos. Diyuan Star's thirty-six million demons emerged alongside myriad lifeforms born from Pan Gu's residual essences. Primitive stars also absorbed some of these essences to begin incubating nascent Star Lords - though only hundreds had formed at that time.

These ancient Demon Kings settled into the cosmos for cultivation and enlightenment, entangled in endless karma and disputes. But one being - Hongjun in his earthworm form before taking human shape - secluded himself on Tianyuan Star's Buzhou Mountains to deeply comprehend heavenly laws while collecting thousands of naturally-born disciples with exceptional talents.

Among them were the Three Pure Ones formed from Pan Gu's soul fragments, Bodhi Sage manifesting a primordial banyan tree and Buddha-bridge Daoist from a sacred lotus pedestal, plus countless others including Nezha's mother. At Hongjun's peak teachings, how many disciples gathered to listen?

Meanwhile other Diyuan-born deities had no patience for such discipline - they schemed endlessly to absorb each other's essence into ultimate forms. Like the Forty-Nine Fierce Knives battling with blood-soaked fields of corpses and empty wastelands filled with vengeful spirits, all while countless ancient Demon Kings similarly warred in a cataclysmic holocaust between different Dao law factions.

They knew consumption meant power - if one could merge all thirty-six million's essence into a single body, they'd achieve the same Dao realization as Pan Gu himself. As these Demon Kings bled across eons, Hongjun secludedly taught his disciples until forty-nine great calamities passed since Pan Gu's creation ended.

Eventually exhausted of killing games where none could truly defeat another, all turned to focus on Hongjun - who through secret cultivation had long possessed a solitary heavenly law power from Diyuan Star. His strength naturally surpassed other deities; after forty-nine calamities refining his techniques, he now stood undisputed among them with thousands of disciples reaching great heights.

The Dao Wheel emerged suddenly as Pan Gu's death fractured the laws - whoever controlled it could become the universe's embodiment. Thirty-six million Demon Kings gathered at Tianyuan Star for this prize without need for words. They all attacked furiously toward the celestial wheel suspended high above, its endless rotation showering infinite Dao essence that instantly elevated any contacting demon.

Possession of the entire Dao Wheel would mean unimaginable power! The Demon Kings went mad with desperation, their wrath shaking stars themselves as they bled across the cosmos. In this chaos, primordial Star Lords hadn't yet formed and many celestial bodies remained uncreated.

But the Demon Kings' violent conflicts accelerated cosmic maturation - each dying deity's blood stained ancient stars to birth new Star Lords. Thus came a cycle where fallen ancient deities became heavenly lords of constellations. These beings were equally powerful, born from the same primordial source yet forever locked in an existential stalemate.

They could kill endlessly beneath that colossal Dao Wheel but still never destroy each other - they were fragments of the same cosmic law after all! Just as those Forty-Nine Fierce Knives could fight to complete their balance wheel, the Dao Wheel itself and faith-based Demon Kings remained eternally irreconcilable yet equally eternal.

Their rage fractured endless voids until every last bit of power was spent. When even the most vicious knives couldn't hold their blades, Hongjun emerged with his thousands of disciples. Immediately he deployed an array containing all future killing formations: the Execution Sword Array, Ten Thousand Daoist Formation, Nine-Course Yellow River Formation - the primordial source from which all later killing arrays descended.

Its array eye was that very blade which had slain Pan Gu! A weapon not bound by this universe's laws could destroy any ancient Demon King. Guxiechen floated above the Dao Wheel watching Hongjun descend to survey his exhausted enemies.

A faint smile played on Hongjun's lips - a knowing smirk of cosmic superiority beyond heaven and earth itself. To him, those thirty-six million fellow primordial beings were no more than ants ready for extermination. As he stood at array center holding Pan Gu's killer blade, the Demon Kings rose defiantly, cursing wildly as Hongjun coldly raised his weapon.

A single slash cleaved through thousands of desperate attackers in a blood-soaked apocalypse that shattered Tianyuan Star itself. The Dao Wheel dimmed as death winds swept across realms while Hongjun's disciples fell one by one - leaving only three thousand survivors: the Three Pure Ones, Buddha-bridge and Bodhi Sages, Nezha's mother...

Suddenly all fallen Demon Kings rose again, biting their right index fingers to spit out a single drop of lifeblood each. Thirty-six million drops coalesced into a massive blood pearl vibrating with Hongmeng scripts as they screamed curses at Hongjun:

"We swear! Even if you kill every ancient Demon King today, this blood pooling all our essences will someday return in another era to wage eternal war against your disciples and yourself!"

When the world's balance finally wavered or when Hongjun's power faded, this cursed pearl would reincarnate as one gathering all their hatreds - destined to steal cosmic fate itself.

The Demon Kings infused all battle memories into this pearl before deliberately erasing them from their own souls. They refused to remember their defeat even in death.

Hongjun's face turned ashen when he heard these curses, raising Pan Gu's blade for final strike... but the countless minds behind the blood pearl had already vanished beyond even Dao Wheel's reach.

Each Demon King then carved out a piece of flesh from their hearts - thirty-six million fragments fusing into one perfect body containing all heavenly laws except Hongjun's. Though small like ordinary deities, this form was hidden within chaos space through special rituals allowing it to absorb primordial yin energy.

This would become the "Original Heaven Demon" in future Daoist and Buddhist teachings - the progenitor of all devils who wielded magic drawn from its essence via sacrificial rites became known as demon kings.

The enforcers of the celestial realms, born from inheriting fragments of ancient demon gods' flesh and essence, wield intrinsic primordial laws. They were naturally attuned to the existence of Primordial Demonic Beasts through their harsh sacrificial cultivation rituals that siphoned endless power from these beasts for rapid ascension.

This Primordial Demon Beast's physical form was forged by defeated ancient demons as a vessel for a blood pearl fused with the curses of ten thousand demons. Should this pearl trace its origin and awaken, it would instantly claim both the demon beast body and a terrifying force capable of directly challenging Hongjun. The flesh shared an identical spiritual lineage - merely by merging consciousness with it, the pearl could seamlessly command the body they were never truly separated.

Ancient Xiechen watched in numb horror as Hongjun Daoist cleaved through millions of demonic gods with his feral blade. Each fell like ancient Pangu's blood nourishing lifeforms everywhere. His heart ached as if each slash struck his own flesh. The fleeing deities scattered chaotically, but Hongjun's array was merciless and his weapon could slay even the primordial.

As immortal after immortal perished in crimson rains, countless celestial stars formed absorbing their essence to birth starlords. Most ancient beings either fell or were sealed; only a thousand escaped into chaos including forty-eight of Da Yan's cursed blades. Yet these remnants imprinted their memories onto that blood pearl - remembering Hongjun taking the Dao Wheel but not realizing what occurred.

Tears flowed as Ancient Xiechen grasped his truth: he was San Qing's paradox, the embodiment of ten thousand demons' final will in that cursed blood. When Hongjun vanished or weakened, the ancient curse would unleash an eternal feud against him and his disciples.

Now with Hongjun and San Qing absent seeking higher realms elsewhere, Ancient Xiechen emerged suddenly. Visions flashed before him: parents copulating, a womb holding twins - one suffused with crimson energy, another bearing Taiji symbols and three azure beams crowned by purple radiance. One was the blood pearl's manifestation; the other their schemed heir.

Through divine artifice, San Qing had sent a soul fragment to this universe searching for a mother. They imbued the chosen child with boundless potential through their willpower to ensure he'd join their earthly sects as an authentic disciple. Every sacred artifact would naturally gravitate toward him, infused with complete Dao insights and secret techniques to make him their successor.

But ancient curses awakened - Ancient Xiechen's blood pearl merged with this predestined heir in the womb before devouring it whole! The cursed energy masked his true nature while San Qing's orchestrated fate unfolded perfectly on his body. He became a disciple of Jiu Yao, allied with Kunlun and Lingnan, Earth Union's mightiest cultivator.

He claimed over hundred left by Kunlun mystics in this realm, then accepted San Qing's deliberately delivered artifacts containing their entire Dao comprehension and secret cultivation methods. The blood pearl usurped all benefits meant for the heir!

Ancient Xiechen laughed wildly - what absurdity! No wonder his fortune was boundless when San Qing themselves had engineered it all to protect him from birth! When would San Qing realize they'd simply provided everything for their greatest enemy?

Roaring with mirth, he ascended through illusions. A chaotic aura erupted as he proclaimed: "I am who I am - Ancient Xiechen!" Mockingly facing three approaching sword beams, he sneered at San Qing's self-inflicted downfall.

Who cared about ancient grievances when Hongjun and San Qing had left this universe? He was an anomaly yet once controlling the Dao Wheel, he would be the embodiment of fate itself. Other rebels remained mere paradoxes regardless their origins.

The swords advanced but Ancient Xiechen ignored them while deep in thought. Chaos energy rippled violently as spatial ripples expanded from him - those three beams barely progressed by a hair's breadth per tea time. Jiu Yao, Kunlun and Lingnan had been San Qing's grand design for this heir to test whom the child would choose... yet Jiu Yao's Corpse Emperor and...

If he couldn't trust his own mentors and brothers, who could he? Isolation was bitter; he despised cold heights of detachment.

Calmly watching Hongjun disciples crumble into golden dust, Ancient Xiechen now fully merged with all ancient powers including Hongjun's Dao laws. He was becoming the Dao itself!

Zhang Daoist and Zhengyi Daoist paled as their revered elders disintegrated. Would they meet same fate? As he inhaled deeply, his consciousness surged into a projection realm.

His Yuan Yang pearl unleashed fire ravens consuming into energy to fuel that perfect body - a form he'd dared not touch before. Twelve feet tall with flawlessly sculpted flesh, it casually grabbed three-colored swords shattering its own arm as the blades imploded.

Both bodies spewed blood staring at damaged arms: "Damn interdimensional rules! This new realm's laws are stronger!"

What sort of world did San Qing belong to? Ancient Xiechen's face darkened. Would they send more disciples? Return themselves?

Cynically watching fallen acolytes, Chapter One reached 12010 words.

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