Chapter 234: The Truth of the World!

“With my soul… carry out my deeds…”

Lu Qingyang mumbled this sentence over and over.

His eyes were wide open, his face filled with disbelief.

These words were clearly Great God Pangu addressing someone else!

But how could there be anyone else beside him?

Lu Qingyang’s thoughts raced, yet his gaze unconsciously drifted to the Blade Horn in his hand.

“Could it be…”

His mind trembled slightly, and he vaguely guessed the answer.

But he did not say it outright. Instead, he silently put the Blade Horn away.

“Zhang!”

At the same time.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down.

“Boom!”

The lightning flashed bright. Lu Qingyang had intended to dodge.

But he discovered that this lightning seemed to have a marvelous effect on his cultivation.

After all, he had only undergone Tribulation Crossing a few years ago.

Yet at this moment, his cultivation was clearly rising.

This filled Lu Qingyang with unexpected delight.

He immediately threw himself into cultivating at full speed.

But as time passed, he grew more and more astonished.

Though this lightning could help him temper his body and raise his strength.

It also caused the aura within his body to merge more and more with this land of lightning!

The Simulation’s summary of my time here has a line: “barely left the land of lightning.”

It seems staying any longer will do me no good.

Lu Qingyang frowned, preparing to leave.

But the pleasure of his rising cultivation made it hard to tear himself away.

So he had no choice but to cultivate and raise his strength while difficultly dragging his steps, trying to leave this region.

And that walk took him nearly a hundred years.

A hundred years later, just as Lu Qingyang was about to enter his two hundredth year.

He finally left that land of lightning.

By now, his cultivation had reached the peak Great Vehicle level, just as in the Simulation.

And following a vague, unseen guidance, he arrived at the banks of a river and lake.

What followed was the familiar process.

The Blade Horn vibrated, and images appeared in his mind.

After a hazy, cloud-shrouded scene faded.

Lu Qingyang’s certainty about his guess rose to seventy or eighty percent.

Without a word, he rose and continued onward.

And soon he arrived at the final location in the Simulation besides Mount Heaven.

A mountain range shaped like the bridge of a nose stretched across the land.

If I’m not mistaken, Great God Pangu’s nose transformed into a mountain range.

This place should be one of them.

Lu Qingyang overlooked the entire mountain range, light flickering in his eyes.

The Blade Horn had already vibrated just now.

The images that appeared gave Lu Qingyang ninety percent certainty in his guess.

At the same time, that vague, unseen guidance also completely vanished at this moment.

“Hum~”

Lu Qingyang flicked his finger, taking out that thumb-sized black Blade Horn from his robes.

He sighed softly, his eyes full of complex emotion. “I roughly know your origins now.”

“But if that’s truly the case, you should be anything but ordinary…”

Lu Qingyang murmured, his thoughts surging.

Along this journey, he had finally gained a general understanding of this world and the Blade Horn’s origins.

Lu Qingyang raised his hand lightly.

He used a technique to sketch a majestic figure in the air.

He was verifying his conjecture!

That majestic figure was, needless to say, Great God Pangu.

Then, Lu Qingyang waved his right hand, and the phantom of a giant axe appeared in that majestic figure’s hand.

What followed was the familiar creation of heaven and earth.

And after heaven and earth were fully separated and formed, that majestic figure seemed to feel it was too plain as it was.

So he waved his large hand, and the Heaven-Opening Axe instantly scattered into countless fragments.

Each fragment mimicked its master’s movements, sweeping through the air.

In that instant, world after world was born in this region of heaven and earth…

This should be your origin.

Lu Qingyang stopped the movements of his hands.

He let out a long breath.

This was his guess.

And he believed this was the truth of the world.

In a sense, this place was the Primordial World.

But not the Primordial World created by Great God Pangu.

Rather… one of the Primordial Worlds created from the fragments of the Heaven-Opening Axe.

This also corresponded perfectly with the countless Great Thousand, Middle Thousand, and Small Thousand Worlds in reality.

Perhaps the Myriad Realms really did come to be this way!

And the Simulator was taking him through the true Myriad Realms, across any timeline!

As for this miniaturized Primordial World, though great powers still existed here.

It could absolutely not have Saints.

At most, it reached Quasi-Saint.

There was no other reason. This world lacked the nourishment of Great God Pangu’s true body.

In other words, this world’s plane level was actually just that of a Great Thousand World.

Only a Prehistoric Great Thousand World.

And Lu Qingyang still had not figured out his identity in the previous life.

What confused Lu Qingyang even more was that the Heaven-Opening Axe was such a supreme treasure.

Even if it were only a fragment, its power should be terrifying beyond measure.

How could it show no reaction at all?

Could it have lost its spirituality after creating the world?

Lu Qingyang muttered inwardly, then immediately shook his head and denied the possibility.

A Chaos Supreme Treasure could never be so simple.

Forget it. I probably just don’t have any Pangu bloodline or the like, so it’s hard to control.

In the Simulation, nothing new happens at this point.

So… it’s time to figure out a way to grab some treasures and bring them back.

Even if this is a miniaturized Primordial World, it’s enough for me to enjoy in the real main world!

Lu Qingyang’s lips curved upward.

Since it was already confirmed that this world was, in a sense, the Primordial World.

Then naturally he had to grab some good things and bring them back.

And soon, he began freely roaming across this vast land.

Searching for treasures unique to the Primordial World.

But as the War of the Three Races continued, the various tribes clashed frequently.

As a result, Lu Qingyang did not find many treasures.

And as time passed.

A thousand years went by in the blink of an eye.

By the time Lu Qingyang became a Nine-Turn True Immortal, he was already over one thousand two hundred years old.

But unlike in the Simulation Points, this time he did not return to the tribe.

Instead, he went directly to the legendary Mount Heaven — that is, Mount Buzhou!

He still refused to give up on the Heaven-Opening Axe fragment showing no reaction.

If even in this Return to True world he could not awaken it.

Then even if he brought it back, he probably would have no way to use or control it.

So for now, he still had to figure out a way to master the Heaven-Opening Axe fragment.

And only Mount Buzhou might be able to help him.

In mythology, the Twelve Ancestral Shamans claim to be Pangu’s descendants.

If I could get a drop of Ancestral Shaman blood essence or something…

It would absolutely awaken this Heaven-Opening Axe fragment.

Lu Qingyang stood beneath the majestic Mount Buzhou, gazing at the enormous peak that pierced straight into the heavens, and murmured softly.

But he knew he was dreaming.

If his guess was right, the Twelve Ancestral Shamans in this miniaturized Primordial World were, if not Saint level.

Then at least Quasi-Saint.

He simply had no way to shake them.

However, in the next instant, Lu Qingyang suddenly remembered something.

Right! Five hundred years later, when I am one thousand seven hundred years old, a major event happens in the Simulation!

The Fire God Zhurong and the Water God Gonggong knock down Mount Buzhou.

That… even Mount Heaven was knocked down. The scene must have been tragic.

Ancestral Shaman blood essence…

A bold thought suddenly surged into Lu Qingyang’s mind…