219: Chapter 219 All Sources Are Me - The Road Ahead Is Vast and Uncertain

Pangu smiled bitterly: "Senior, the Eternal Dao Realm cannot last much longer. In another epoch, I fear it will completely return to nothingness... You..."

"You just said 'in another epoch,' so what are you panicking about?" Jiang Chen interrupted him, his tone indifferent. "Rest assured, at the critical moment, I will not stand idly by."

"But..." Pangu wanted to argue, but the moment he met Jiang Chen's cold eyes, he forcibly shut his mouth.

"That's enough." Jiang Chen waved his hand, unceremoniously. "If there's nothing else, leave. With me in this epoch, it's not your place to intervene. When I get bored of playing, I will naturally return."

"Then... the River of Time and Space..." Pangu asked hesitantly.

"I will fix it, but not now." Jiang Chen's tone was slightly impatient.

Pangu and "Dao" exchanged a look, both seeing helplessness in the other's eyes. Ultimately, they said no more, bowed in unison, and their figures dissipated into nothingness.

Jiang Chen stood where he was, raised his hand and waved it; the nothingness receded, and the starry sky reappeared.

At this moment, he stood on the peak of Mount Buzhou, with the surging Outer Chaos above his head and an endless sea of stars beneath his feet.

Looking down at the vast universe, a trace of imperceptible melancholy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

All along, Jiang Chen had been searching for his own origins; that was the deepest obsession in his heart.

But when his memories truly awakened, he could not smile. It was not because of disappointment, but because—the truth was too heavy.

An indescribable loneliness surged like a tide, almost swallowing him whole. It was not the loneliness of being high up, but the absolute, desolate feeling that in this world, there is only me.

He is "Being," the starting point of everything. All things in the world are born from him. Even that supreme "Dao" is merely a phantom shadow created by his hand.

All living beings and the myriad worlds are branded with his traces.

It was as if, from the beginning of heaven and earth, he had always been playing chess against himself, setting the board himself, breaking the board himself, and self-directing an Eternal drama.

There were no opponents, no enemies. Everything that exists is merely an extension of his will.

If he wished, in a single thought, he could overturn an epoch and erase a cycle of reincarnation.

Even with just a single thought, even the "Dao" would collapse, return to nothingness, and go back to the beginning of chaos.

Perhaps it was those sleeping memories washing over his consciousness; at this moment, Jiang Chen was actually somewhat lost.

He had played for too long and was weary. The Eternal Dao-attainment he once craved was now within easy reach—but he suddenly didn't know what he wanted to do next.

His former goals had collapsed with a roar; what remained was only a vast, empty void.

Just as his mind was in turmoil, at the end of the Outer Chaos, a shocking thunderclap suddenly exploded! Boom——!!!

Heaven and earth trembled, the heavens shook, and the entire Honghuang World was quaking.

Jiang Chen's gaze narrowed, and a vast scene appeared before his eyes.

It was the Eternal Chaos beyond the Honghuang World.

At this moment, a battle worthy of being recorded in history was unfolding there!

The ten Chaos Fiendgods led their armies, pressing forward to collide fiercely with the Prehistoric Alliance in the chaotic void!

Bai Qi held the Honghuang battle flag, standing before the ten thousand armies. With a single command, thousands of troops evolved into a supreme military formation, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"Follow me—to conquer the world!"

The Heavenly Dao stood at the pinnacle of the void, with the nine ancestors of Hongmeng, the strongest of the myriad races, the Undead Race, the Human Race, and the peak powerhouses of the Pangu Clan behind him.

Here, the lowest cultivation level was the Great Luo Golden Immortal; Hunyuan Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints were everywhere, and there were millions of Dao-attainers.

Furthermore, there were the Four Great Sacred Beasts—the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, all of whom had emerged!

The Four Great Nether Beasts of the Samsara World—the Purgatory Black Dragon, Undead Evil Phoenix, Prison-Suppressing Demon Elephant, and Nether Ghost Tiger—had also broken through the void and descended upon the battlefield!

The Four Great Sacred Beasts and the Four Great Nether Beasts were equal in strength, both at the late stage of the Supreme realm, their pressure overwhelming.

Opposite them, led by Yang Mei, the ten Chaos Fiendgods stood side by side, their aura like an abyss, domineering over heaven and earth.

Behind them, tens of thousands of powerhouses stood in formation, their auras distinct, divided into nine major clans—the Time Clan, Angel Clan, Demon Clan, Fate Clan... all were the top existences of their respective worlds, and every one of them was a Dao-attainer level powerhouse.

In terms of overall strength, the Chaos side had a slight advantage.

The reason was simple—the gap in top-tier combat power was vast.

On the Honghuang side, only the Heavenly Dao had entered the Chaos Realm.

Whereas the ten Chaos Fiendgods were all giants of the Chaos Realm!

Although the Honghuang side had more than ten times the number of Supremes, Heavenly Sovereigns, and Dao-attainers compared to the Chaos Clan, facing ten Chaos Realm experts holding the line, the pressure was still like a mountain.

Hongjun, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Three Pure Ones, the Ancestral Witches, Haotian, and others looked grave.

They knew clearly that the true outcome did not depend on numbers, but on those few existences standing at the peak.

The Heavenly Dao could at most hold off three Chaos Fiendgods.

The Four Great Sacred Beasts and the Four Great Nether Beasts joining forces could barely contend with four.

That left three—no one could stop them!

Beyond the Honghuang World lay the Eternal Chaos.

At this moment, the chaotic void was filled with thick blood and killing intent; the sound of war drums tore through time and space, and the flames of war swept across the firmament.

The trillions of Honghuang troops had their backs to the origin world, their expressions solemn, their eyes burning with the fire of martyrdom.

"Swear to death—to protect Honghuang!" Bai Qi drew the God-Slaying Sword, pointing the blade directly at the Chaos army, his voice like thunder, shaking the ages.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Prehistoric Alliance roared in unison, the sound wave breaking through the chaos, causing heaven and earth to change color!

Yang Mei, Shichen, Jehovah, Satan, and the other ten Chaos Fiendgods looked down coldly, mockery appearing on the corners of their mouths.

Although there were many Honghuang powerhouses, very few could truly catch their eyes.

"Heavenly Dao, do you still intend to put up this meaningless resistance?" Yang Mei stared at the Heavenly Dao, his tone contemptuous.

The Heavenly Dao's pressure surged around him, killing intent roiling in his eyes, his voice exploding like thunder from the nine heavens: "Those who offend my Honghuang—shall be killed without mercy!"

The nine ancestors of Hongmeng, the Four Great Corpse Kings, the Three Pure Ones, the Ancestral Witches, the Human Race Holy Emperor, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, and other top Honghuang powerhouses stepped forward in unison, their auras soaring to the heavens, resonating with heaven and earth.

"Too much nonsense," Tongtian sneered, pointing his long sword at the ten Fiendgods, "If you want to fight—then fight!"

"Hahaha—just based on you, you dare to be enemies with us Chaos Fiendgods? Ridiculous!"

Satan laughed hideously, cold light appearing in his pitch-black pupils, as if an abyss had split open.

"Then let us fight to our heart's content!" The leader of the nine ancestors of Hongmeng—Dao Ancestor Hongjun, spoke coldly, his tone like an Eternal glacier, without a ripple.

Roar—Howl—Cry—Growl—

The Four Great Sacred Beasts roared to the sky, the sound shaking the chaos. Standing side by side with them were the Four Great Nether Beasts, their auras diametrically opposed—one side holy and majestic, the other evil and sinister, like the dead, baleful qi gushing out from the rift of hell.

"Kill—!" Bai Qi suddenly waved the Honghuang flag, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens, his roar tearing through the void.

"Kill—!"

"These scumbags dare to touch our Honghuang World; leave none alive!"

"Swear to defend our homeland, fight to the bloody end!"

"Fight!!!"

Once the order was given, the Prehistoric Alliance moved with their full force. Magical treasures rang out in unison, divine weapons were unsheathed, and colorful divine abilities tore through the chaos, illuminating the boundless void.

Yang Mei slowly raised his hand, his voice cold as frost: "Leave none alive, kill them all!"

"Kill—!!!"

The Chaos Clan army swarmed forward like a tide, their momentum no less inferior, even appearing more violent and ferocious.

Rumble—The two torrents collided fiercely; in an instant, earth, fire, wind, and water exploded, thunder raged, the void collapsed, and all things returned to ruin.