bioinnovel Chapter 336 Typhon, the Father of the Gods
Chapter 336 Typhon, the Father of the Gods
Chaos turned around and walked towards the outside of the mountain.
He took three steps and then stopped.
Because there was a person standing in front of him.
The man was completely naked, with bluish-gray skin, and was so thin he was skin and bones.
His hair was very long, trailing on the ground, and it was all white, as white as snow.
His hands were bound by chains, but the chains had loosened.
Pangu.
Pangu looked at the chaos, his blue eyes expressionless.
"I've held on for 30,000 years, but I can't hold on any longer. But killing you is still enough."
Chaos stared at Pangu, its golden pupils shrinking to pinpoints.
"You...your hand..."
Pangu looked down at his hands.
The chain was still on her wrist, but it had loosened.
The gap in the pillar of heaven has been filled, and he no longer needs to support the sky.
For the first time in 30,000 years, he let go.
He flexed his fingers, and the bones cracked.
Thirty thousand years of iron chains had left deep marks on his hands; the flesh beneath the marks was white, devoid of blood.
Chaos took a step back.
He was at the peak of the seventh level of the Chaos Realm, while Pangu was at the ninth level of the Dao Realm.
There's a difference of two major realms; I can't beat him.
Pangu raised his hand and struck the chaos with a palm.
The palm print wasn't large, but its power was terrifying.
The palm print struck Chaos's chest, sending Chaos flying backward and crashing into the mountain wall, creating a large hole in it.
He fell out of the hole, a large section of the golden veins on his chest was severed, and blood gushed out from the cuts, burning holes in the ground.
Chaos got up, turned around and ran away.
Pangu did not pursue.
He looked at Su Fan, a complex emotion flashing in his blue eyes.
"This is all I can do for you. My body has endured for thirty thousand years, and it can't hold on any longer. This palm strike is my last bit of strength."
His body began to dissipate.
Starting from the feet, they gradually transformed into blue light spots.
The specks of light floated in the air, like bluish snowflakes.
Su Fan lay on the ground, watching Pangu dissipate. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a sound.
Pangu looked at him, and suddenly his blue eyes lit up.
"Go to the South Heavenly Gate. The crack in the Heavenly Dao is still there. Use your Dao to mend it. You are the Investiture of the Gods Envoy, and the Investiture of the Gods is part of the Heavenly Dao. If you merge the Investiture of the Gods into the crack in the Heavenly Dao, the crack can be mended."
Su Fan asked, "And then what happens after it's integrated?"
Pangu said, "You will die."
Su Fan fell silent.
Pangu's body dissipated, leaving only his head.
His eyes were still shining as he looked at Su Fan.
"Thirty thousand years ago, I created heaven and earth. After creating heaven and earth, I should have died. But I didn't die because the pillars of heaven needed someone to support them. I supported them for thirty thousand years, until you came. Now, I can die."
His head was also shattered.
The blue light spots drifted in the air and slowly disappeared.
Su Fan was the only one left inside the mountain.
He lay on the ground with both arms broken, several ribs broken, and his left leg injured.
He can't move.
Sun Wukong jumped down from the gap and landed next to Su Fan.
He was covered in wounds, his golden armor was mostly shattered, and his face was covered in blood.
But he was still standing.
"Kid, I'll carry you on my back."
He helped Su Fan up from the ground and carried him on his back.
Su Fan lay on his back, her chin resting on his shoulder.
Sun Wukong carried him on his back and walked towards the outside of the mountain.
Once we left Buzhou Mountain, the sunlight shone on our faces.
Su Fan squinted at the sky.
The sky is blue, with white clouds in the blue sky, and birds flying below the white clouds.
But he knew that this was only on the surface.
The crack in the Heavenly Dao still exists, above the South Heavenly Gate.
Sun Wukong carried Su Fan on his back and flew towards the South Heavenly Gate.
After flying for three days and three nights, we finally saw the South Heavenly Gate.
Most of the city wall of Nantianmen collapsed, and all the runes were destroyed.
There were 10,050 people standing on the city wall, not one missing.
The Primordial Celestial Venerable, the Master of Heaven, the Supreme Lord Laozi, the Bodhi Patriarch, Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Fuxi, Zhuanxu, Yang Jian, the Medicine Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, as well as those Taoist disciples, Buddhist disciples, human warriors, and elite demons.
They were all looking at the sky.
At the highest point of the sky, there is a crack.
The crack runs from east to west, traversing the entire sky.
The crack was filled with black nothingness, within which countless golden threads drifted.
Those threads represent the Way of Heaven, but most of them have already broken, and the rest are slowly breaking as well.
Chaos stood before the crack.
Pangu struck his chest, severing a large section of his golden blood vessels, but he did not die.
He reached in and inserted his hand into the crack.
He tore open a crack, and black mist poured out of it.
There were things wriggling in the fog; they were maggots.
Maggots of the chaotic realm.
They poured out of the cracks, falling onto the South Heavenly Gate, onto the ground, and onto the city walls.
A maggot fell in front of Su Fan, and Su Fan looked down at it.
The maggots were small, about a foot long, gray all over, with no eyes, no legs, only a mouth.
It has teeth in its mouth, a dense array of teeth, which snap together in the air, making a clicking sound.
Sun Wukong stomped on it and crushed it.
But there were too many maggots.
One after another, they poured out of the cracks like rain.
The people on the city wall began killing the maggots.
Sword light, knife light, Buddha light, demon light, all kinds of light flashed, slicing the maggots to pieces one by one.
But you can't kill them all.
There are too many maggots, and they keep swarming in.
Chaos stood before the crack, looked down at the people below, and smiled.
"The Primordial World, I have arrived."
Su Fan slid off Sun Wukong's back and stood on the ground.
With both arms broken, he used his shoulders.
He pushed Sun Wukong aside with his shoulder and walked towards Chaos.
Sun Wukong grabbed him.
"Kid, are you crazy? Your arm is broken, how are you going to fight?"
Su Fan did not answer.
He walked to the city wall and looked up at the chaos.
Chaos was also looking at him.
"You're not dead yet?"
Su Fan said, "You're not dead yet, how could I dare to die?"
He pulled the Investiture of the Gods from his pocket.
The Investiture of the Gods was unfurled, and 365 golden rays shot into the sky.
The golden light struck the maggots, causing them to burst open.
The blow struck Chaos, causing Chaos to take a step back.
Chaos looked down at his chest, where a hole had been punched by golden light. The hole wasn't big, but several golden blood vessels had been severed.
His expression changed.
"The Investiture of the Gods... You've integrated the Investiture of the Gods into the Heavenly Dao?"
Su Fan didn't speak.
He held up the Investiture of the Gods, and it shone with golden light in his palm.
Golden light illuminated the entire South Heavenly Gate, the gray sky, and the black cracks.
He threw the Investiture of the Gods into the sky.
The Investiture of the Gods flew into the crack.
The crack flashed briefly.
Golden light poured out from the crack, illuminating the entire sky.
The light grew brighter and stronger.
The cracks began to close, the edges of the cracks disappeared little by little, and the black void was gradually filled with golden light.
Su Fan stood there, feeling as if his soul was being pulled away by something.
It wasn't being sucked in, it was being pulled.
It was as if a rope was tied to his soul, with the other end tied to the Investiture of the Gods.
As the Investiture of the Gods was merging with the Heavenly Dao, his divine soul was also being pulled towards the Heavenly Dao.
He did not resist.
His soul began to leave his body.
First the fingertips, then the palms, wrists, and arms.
The soul is gradually drawn out of the body, like a needle being pulled from cloth.
It doesn't hurt, but I can feel it.
I can feel my soul leaving, and I can feel my body becoming empty.
Su Fan looked down at his body.
The body stood on the city wall, eyes open, but no light.
His chest was still rising and falling, and he was still breathing, but half of his soul had already been extracted.
He looked up at the Investiture of the Gods.
The Investiture of the Gods melted in the cracks, and golden light seeped little by little into the broken golden threads.
The thread was reconnected, and the crack began to close.
Su Fan pushed his divine soul into the Investiture of the Gods.
The divine soul merged into the Investiture of the Gods, and the Investiture of the Gods merged into the Heavenly Dao, causing the cracks to close faster.
Half of his soul merged into it.
The crack has closed up by a small portion.
Su Fan felt his consciousness fading.
He could feel himself disappearing, starting from his feet and moving upwards little by little.
My feet are gone, my calves are gone, my knees are gone.
He looked down and could no longer see his feet; he could only see a golden light.
He kept pushing.
Her thighs were gone, her waist was gone, and her chest was gone.
The crack has closed halfway.
Chaos's expression changed as he watched the crack close.
He rushed forward and slapped Su Fan's body with his palm.
Sun Wukong stood in front of Su Fan, his golden cudgel striking the palm print of chaos.
boom--!!!
Sun Wukong flew backward and crashed into the city wall, causing a large section of the wall to collapse.
He fell to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Chaos struck Su Fan with another palm strike.
The Primordial Celestial Lord stepped forward and struck out with a palm.
The two palms collided, boom—!!!
Yuanshi Tianzun was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground.
The Tongtian Sect Leader rushed forward, his Qingping Sword aimed at Chaos's neck.
Chaos reached out and grabbed the Qingping Sword, twisted it, and the sword broke.
He sent the Tongtian Cult Leader flying with a single palm strike.
Di Jun charged forward, Donghuang Taiyi charged forward, Fuxi charged forward, Zhuanxu charged forward, Bodhi Patriarch charged forward, and Yang Jian charged forward.
Everyone acted together.
Chaos swept out with a palm strike, sending everyone flying backward.
Ten thousand and fifty people cannot defeat Chaos.
Chaos walked up to Su Fan's body and reached out to grab him.
The moment his hand touched Su Fan's body, a golden light exploded from Su Fan's body.
The golden light struck Chaos's hand, and Chaos's hand exploded.
Golden veins, gray skin, and white bones scattered everywhere.
Chaos let out a miserable cry and staggered back three steps.
He looked at his hand; his hand was gone, leaving only a bare wrist.
Blood gushed from his wrist, burning a large hole in the ground.
He stared at Su Fan's body, his golden eyes filled with terror.
"Heaven's will... Heaven's will is protecting him..."
The crack continued to close.
Su Fan's consciousness was reduced to a tiny fraction.
He remembered many things.
This brings to mind that question—are you protecting their lives, or their souls?
Life is mortal.
The soul will not die.
Su Fan smiled.
He pushed his last bit of divine soul into the Investiture of the Gods.
The Investiture of the Gods suddenly exploded, and golden light filled the entire crack.
One by one, the broken golden threads were reconnected, and the cracks began to close from both sides.
The closing speed is getting faster and faster.
Finally, the crack closed.
The grayness in the sky began to fade.
Starting from the crack, blue gradually emerges, as if someone is slowly wiping away gray stains with a blue cloth.
The sun came out, the moon came out, the stars came out.
Chaos stood before the South Heavenly Gate, watching the sky turn blue, watching the cracks disappear, and watching his own hand explode away.
His body began to shatter.
Starting from the hand, it gradually transforms into gray specks of light.
The specks of light drifted in the air, like gray snow.
He looked at his own body, his golden eyes filled with resentment.
"The Heavenly Dao... the Heavenly Dao has been repaired... I... can't get back in..."
His body was completely shattered.
The gray light dissipated, leaving nothing in the sky.
On the South Heavenly Gate, everyone was looking at the sky.
Watching the gray fade away, watching the blue return, watching the sun shine on the earth again.
Sun Wukong stood on the city wall, looking at the sky, his eyes reddening.
He opened his mouth, wanting to call out "boy," but couldn't get the words out.
Yuanshi Tianzun stood beside him, remaining silent for a long time.
"He succeeded."
Sun Wukong remained silent.
He stared at the sky, at that blue expanse, for a long time.
The blue is very clean, so clean it's as if nothing ever happened.
But Su Fan's body was still standing on the city wall.
His eyes were open, but there was no light.
His chest was still rising and falling; he was still breathing.
His soul was gone, but his body was still alive.
Sun Wukong walked up to Su Fan's body and waved his hand in front of his eyes.
No response.
He nudged Su Fan's shoulder.
Su Fan swayed for a moment, then stood still.
Yuanshi Tianzun walked over and placed his hand on Su Fan's forehead.
A bluish light shone, illuminating Su Fan's body.
The expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face changed.
"His soul is gone, but there is still a trace of life in his body. It is not the life of a living person, but the life left behind by the Heavenly Dao."
Sun Wukong asked, "Can he still live?"
Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent for a long time.
"have no idea."
Just then, the sky darkened again.
It's not gray, it's black.
Black light shone down from the highest point of the sky, like a knife, cleaving a slit in the blue sky.
The gap wasn't big, just wide enough for one person, but the breath emanating from it sent shivers down everyone's spine.
The aura wasn't the rotten smell of the Chaos Realm; it was the smell of rust, the smell of blood, and an indescribable ancient scent.
It is older than Pangu, and older than the corpses of the Chaos Realm.
The expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face changed drastically.
"This isn't the aura of the Chaos Realm..."
The Tongtian Sect Leader gripped the broken sword tightly, staring at the crack.
"Where does this scent come from?"
A hand reached out from the crack.
That hand was huge, bigger than the city wall of Nantianmen.
The hands were golden, but not a primordial gold; they were a dark gold, like rusted bronze.
There are six fingers, each like a pillar reaching to the sky, and the nails are long, curved, like hooks.
There was no skin on his hands, only muscles and blood vessels. The blood vessels were black and looked like wriggling snakes.
The hand grabbed both sides of the crack and pried it open with force.
The crack was pried open to a width of ten feet.
A head peeked out from the crack.
That head was huge, bigger than Mount Buzhou.
It has no hair on its head, but is covered with scales that are dark gold in color, and each scale is as big as a door panel.
It has no nose on its face, only a mouth and two eyes.
Its eyes were blood red, and its pupils were vertical, like a snake.
Its mouth is huge, splitting from the left ear to the right ear, and it's full of black teeth, like rows of nails.
The leader looked at the South Heavenly Gate and the people on the city wall, a glint of greed flashing in his blood-red eyes.
"The primordial wilderness... I've been searching for it for a long time..."
Yuanshi Tianzun stared at that head, his hands trembling.
"Who are you?"
The head laughed.
His smile was awful; his mouth was split open to his ears, revealing his black teeth.
"My name is Typhon. From Greek mythology, the father of the gods. The corpse of the Chaos Realm is my father. The corpse that Pangu split open was my father."
Su Fan stood on the city wall, his eyes open, but there was no light.
But he moved his hand.