Chapter 115: The Chaotic Clash of Three Thousand Demon Gods

Everything is relative; when compared to the thickness of the nail on Pangu’s right big toe, the silver dragon fighter jet, flying at eighteen times the speed of sound for a full minute, seemed insignificant. This comparison served only to highlight Pangu’s immense and towering stature.

Suddenly, as the first grand crescendo of the celestial music reached its peak, accompanied by the synchronized playing of zithers, drums, and horns, and underscored by a haunting, barely audible male choir, a dragon’s roar echoed through the deep, kaleidoscopic starry sky: "Awoo!"

A low hum for a chant, a high pitch for a roar—a massive black dragon surged forth. Wherever it passed, stars shattered and galaxies reversed their flow. As the audience gazed in awe, a description of the entity appeared: Xu, the Demon God of the Void of Chaos. Its true form was a black dragon, and its divine artifact was the World-Grinding Disk.

"Tsk, tsk, is this part of the dragon race? What kind of dragon is a black dragon?"
"Why has this Void appeared? Is it here to help Pangu create the world?"
"How should I know? Just watch quietly."
"Wait, look! Another great god has appeared!"

*Poof! Poof! Poof!*

Deep crimson flames billowed, incinerating the starry sky as a man entirely composed of fire emerged. At that moment, all two billion people of Fama felt a sudden, sweltering heat—a primal urge to burn.

The description for this figure followed: Yanhuo, the Demon God of Chaotic Fire. True form: Fire. Divine artifact: None. "As long as the flame does not extinguish, my body shall never perish!"

*Poof! Poof! Poof!*

Colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and white shimmered brilliantly as a flower from the Other Shore began to bloom, eventually transforming into human form.

Daoist Bian, one of the three thousand Demon Gods of Chaos. True form: Nine-Colored Glazed Other Shore Flower. The flower and leaves never meet; when the flower blooms, the leaves are gone, and when the leaves grow, the flower has withered. Through countless lifetimes, the flower and leaf are destined to miss each other.

*Hum!*

A low, guttural roar signaled the arrival of another great Demon God.

West of Kunlun, there lives a beast. Its form is like a dog with long hair; it has four legs, resembles a bear but lacks claws, has eyes but cannot see, can move but cannot travel, has ears but cannot hear. It possesses human-like intelligence but lacks internal organs, and its intestines are straight and uncoiled, allowing food to pass right through. If it encounters a person of virtue, it attacks them violently; if it encounters a wicked person, it follows their commands.

True form: Unknown. Divine artifact: The Sky-Opening Axe. Innate ability: Devourer of Heavens and Earth.

"Oh my god, this Demon God is so ugly."
"The Sky-Opening Axe? Is that the same axe held by the great god Pangu?"
"Look, it's devouring the galaxy!"

As the melody grew increasingly intense, the audience found it hard to keep up. Although "three thousand" was merely an abstract number, the sheer volume of Demon Gods appearing simultaneously was overwhelming.

The female gods were cold, elegant, and enchantingly peerless, their aura suppressing the heavens until the galaxies dimmed. The male gods were arrogant and domineering, their presence shaking the very foundations of the starry sky. Beyond these, there were others: fiery divine birds, vipers with sinister eyes, Chaos Qilin with scales as red as the ocean, golden dragons shimmering with brilliance, and droplet-shaped entities.

Furthermore, aside from the individual descriptions for each Demon God, a list titled "The Ranking of the Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos" appeared in shimmering gold:

Pangu, Demon God of Chaotic Force
Hongjun, Demon God of Chaotic Creation
Luo Hou, Demon God of Chaotic Destruction
Yang Mei, Demon God of Chaotic Space
Shichen, Demon God of Chaotic Time
Jushi, Demon God of Chaotic Gravity
Piaomiao, Demon God of Chaotic Ethereality
Mingyun, Demon God of Chaotic Fate
Linghun, Demon God of Chaotic Souls
Lunhui, Demon God of Chaotic Reincarnation
Fengyin, Demon God of Chaotic Sealing
Qiankun, Demon God of Chaotic Cosmos

The list was in no particular order, with no right or wrong. Seeing the gods assemble, the two billion people of Fama felt the mounting pressure and longed for the appearance of Le Xiaotian.

At this moment, the musical accompaniment reached its final, grandest crescendo. Finally, the camera shifted to focus on Le Xiaotian. Surrounded by the three thousand Demon Gods whose full scope could not be captured, he waved his hands, setting a magnificent tempo.

The million performers, wearing holographic glasses, had already let their spirits soar into the vastness of the starry sky. United in will, they followed Le Xiaotian’s precise demands, playing with fervent energy, every breath and step perfectly synchronized. The female choir provided an ethereal chant, while the male choir sang out with chests puffed: "Roar! Roar! Roar!"

As the climax hit, the three thousand Demon Gods moved.

*Swish!*

The first move of the Sky-Opening Axe: The Heaven-Breaking Strike!

The crescent-shaped blade flashed, shattering stars and twisting the void, though it struck no one.

*Swoosh!*

With lightning speed, the Chaotic Needle from the tail of the Viper struck viciously toward the center of Pangu's brow. Pangu pivoted, turning to swing his axe at the viper’s head.

Amidst their offensive and defensive exchange, the remaining Demon Gods erupted into a chaotic melee. A Three-Legged Golden Crow’s sharp iron talons gripped the head of the beast known as Chaos, its beak piercing the skull to feast on the marrow. A flash of black light appeared as the first sword beam of Chaos sought to pierce the Golden Crow. Before it could recover, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, sharing the true form of the Three-Legged Golden Crow, intercepted the strike.

The Chaos Bell, shrouded in chaotic energy, captured the beam, emitting a series of harsh, clashing sounds. Within the ethereal mist, the first breath of chaos began to devour the energy of the bell itself. The Chaos Qilin spat thunder and fire, weaving them into a mode of lightning-flame. The golden dragon radiated light, scales bristling as it chanted in dragon tongue, its sound waves instantly obliterating dozens of stars.

Hongjun manifested the Great Void magic, becoming the heavens and earth itself, seeking to devour and merge everything. Similarly, the Demon God of the Void was consuming all, aiming to extinguish the wills of the other gods. There were no true friends here, only a frenzied, desperate slaughter.

As the galaxy shattered, the two billion people of Fama trembled, filled with confusion.

"Why are all these Demon Gods fighting each other?"
"Don't you get it? They are all merging the Great Dao, seeking to prove their path to the Primordial Realm."
"They have developed their own wills and are now competing for the power of the heavens and earth—the essence of the universe. If they succeed, there will be no spiritual energy left for the beings that come after them."
"It seems so. The philosophical foundation of this mythological world is built upon the 'Qi' of the Mother of Eternal Waters; they focus on the innate primordial breath."
"Look! Many of the Demon Gods are dying!"
"They can't die. They are simply changing the way they exist."