Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Opportunity? What a joke." Jehovah sneered, "The so-called opportunity is just an excuse for you to slaughter all the people in the West."

"Hahaha, that kid has always been your shadow."

"A shadow dares to claim to be the incarnation of fate. If you want to control the fate of everything, then come on."

"Killing me would bring you closer to that, wouldn't it!"

No one dared to say a word in the face of the oppressive feeling from Pangu God.

In the eyes of everyone, this may be the highest glory of Jehovah.

I thought Pangu God would show mercy and spare Jehovah's life.

"Yes, you are the only one step away from the answer I want."

As Pangu spoke, the giant axe in his hand moved slightly and pointed at Jehovah.

"There's nothing we can do. We didn't have to get to this point. It's a pity that you lost this game. You lost miserably."

Pangu naturally listened to Jehovah's words.

But who can understand?

After the creation of the world, as the ancestor of all things and the source of the heavens, he could not just watch the world go on.

How sad.

Pangu had long transcended life and death.

Countless causes and effects of karma ultimately turned into just one sentence from Pangu.

"It's time for the West to exit."

No one dared to object to this decree.

Sensing Pangu's murderous intent, Jehovah was not afraid.

Instead, he laughed loudly, and condensed the shattered holy mountains, even if it was just a tiny point of light, he would gather as much as he could.

"Pangu! I want to see the shadows behind the countless sacred things!"

"Are you really invincible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jehovah left, and his absence was forever.

For the first time, the sacred arena was truly destroyed.

If the arena is compared to a small world, then the great god Pangu has once again completed the act of creating the world.

Countless sacred blood rains fell and landed on people.

It's not the fur that's soaked,

But the human heart.

Jehovah left, and none of the Western saints survived this axe.

"Boom!"

The West ushered in the tilt of heaven.

The source of the pantheon has completely turned into a stagnant pool, and the balance has been completely broken.

The East stands tall and splendid, but the West is so depleted that nothing is left.

The 20th round of the sacred arena came to an end like this.

At this moment, the Valkyrie had already retreated, and the rules of the arena disappeared.

"The West... Is this the end?"

Everyone thought that Mythology was about to enter a period of great unification.

All belong to the Eastern pantheon.

however……

After the fall of the Western Sky, the origins of the pantheon did not disappear out of thin air.

Instead, it merged into Pangu's body, and unexpectedly, invisibly, propped up a sky that was level with the sky in the east.

"Balance, is it back again?"

People were shocked to find that although the Western pantheon had been destroyed, the Westerners on the Blue Planet had not disappeared with it.

It was as if the protection they enjoyed had nothing to do with the disputes among the gods.

Only then did people understand that the pure Western pantheon had long been out of balance with the Eastern pantheon, and that the Western pantheon that had now merged into Pangu's body had formed a new balance.

Over there, the Eastern Divine Realm.

The real holy leaders of the East began to emerge.

"Is it balance or unification? This balance that only belongs to the Eastern pantheon is actually unification."

Some people find it ridiculous.

The mythical arena descended, destroying the Western pantheon, just to welcome back...

Pangu?

Pangu God is back, but where is Su Ming, our summoner...

How much they wanted to mistake Pangu for Su Ming, but after all, they were not the same person.

Those disappeared innate saints are now showing up, probably to welcome this Pangu god.

In an instant, layer upon layer of skies appeared above the sky.

The thirty-six heavens were full, supporting the entire oriental charm.

Yuanshi Tianzun was the first to come forward and said, "Pangu God, you are back."

Lingbao Tianzun and Taishang Laojun also welcomed them with holy light.

After Nuwa dealt with Nezha's matter, she rushed over immediately.

I’m afraid Pangu is the only one who can receive such an honor.

Pangu stood proudly on the opposite side of the Thirty-Six Heavens, his eyes gloomy.

When these people get together, they are much stronger than before the beginning.

Maybe someday, no plane will be able to carry them.

"Yuqing, Shangqing, Taiqing, when the Heavenly Dao was in decline, it was because the three of you led the people to restore the balance of the Great Dao that this great world has been able to maintain stability for one reincarnation after another."

"This way, thank you very much."

The people below had no idea what ancient secret this was.

But at least, Pangu's attitude towards the Three Pure Ones was relatively polite.

As innate spirits, the Three Pure Ones actually existed earlier than Pangu.

But Pangu was the first personified creature in the heavens and all worlds.

Then came the creation of the world!

Taishang Laojun laughed and said, "Oh, that's too much. If you hadn't left the Chaos Primordial Beginning and given up your true self to build a new balance, the Western World would still be uncivilized."

It was because of Pangu’s sacrifice that the East and the West established this balance.

Those Westerners were shocked, what did this mean?

"Could it be that the Western pantheon was created by the great god Pangu?"

“It should be said that it discovered and brought the West to a balance point.”

Unfortunately, the West could not withstand the strong pressure from the East and eventually collapsed.

"I understand. It's like something that can expand and become stronger infinitely, but there needs to be a space that can hold it, otherwise the world will be destroyed."

In other words, the Three Pure Ones are getting stronger and stronger, and when no one can suppress them, this world...

I am afraid it will no longer exist, and the myth will be lost along with it.

"If the West can't do it, then I can do it."

Pangu's eyes darkened, and the Pangu Axe in his hand trembled again.

Yuanshi Tianzun also put away his smile and released his innate Taoist energy.

"You know, no one wants to be ridden on the head."

Seeing this scene, there is a sense of tension.

The audience on Blue Planet were all panicked.

"What's going on? Aren't they from the same family? Are they going to fight?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's status in people's hearts is no less than that of Pangu.

If these two people were to fight, wouldn't that be...

Moreover, the two parties in the battle are not Pangu and Yuanshi Tianzun.

But the entire Eastern holiness and divinity.

"How could this happen? Didn't we win? Why do we have to fight?"

Is this infighting?

Or does it mean that once people reach a certain level, there is no such thing as "we", and for the sake of so-called balance, they will eventually be pushed to the opposite side.

Emperor Fuxi also said: "If we have a choice, we really don't want to be your enemy. What a pity."

"If balance is not established, everything will be destroyed."

Fuxi was good at deduction.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't deduce a better path.

As Pangu said, since the West is unable to maintain the balance.

Then we can only push the great god Pangu to the other side of balance.

Unless there is one person, of course.

The iron law that can change the world requires "balance" to function.