Then mountains and rivers gradually appeared.

The prehistoric world is gradually improving.

But after a long time, the world was still silent, and loneliness once again surged into Pangu's heart.

This is not what he wants.

What he wants is a perfect world.

Instead of being alone here, staring at these extremely boring stone rivers in a daze.

Soon, he stared at the endless sea.

There were countless creatures, fish swimming in the road, monsters rampant, and all kinds of strange things.

Pangu was overjoyed and began to observe these creatures carefully.

He calls it life.

He imitated the structure of these creatures and began to create lives here.

One creature after another was created, and gradually, with the breath of life above the Great Emperor, they began to reproduce themselves, evolve themselves, and reproduce themselves.

Pangu was satisfied, and he finally saw the world he created.

At this time, Pangu sighed, "Is this the world you are thinking about? Unfortunately, this is not the case in the future."

Daochen's soul finally woke up.

He knew they were trapped in the prehistoric history.

At the same time, he also clearly remembered the scene of Pangu killing three thousand demons to create the world.

His understanding of the Dao has risen many levels.

He could feel that when he rushes out of history, his strength will grow by leaps and bounds.

Maybe he cannot directly achieve the eighth level of the holy realm, but he believes that as long as he accumulates for a while, he will be able to attack the eighth level of the holy realm.

The only thing missing now is the accumulation of holy power.

He looked at Hongjun and others who were frowning beside him.

Hongjun looked at Daochen in front of him, "Is this the world in the heart of God Pangu? I feel that it is not satisfactory!"

Dao Chen nodded slightly, "Pangu is destined to fall, this is the means of fate, because he will be the nourishment of the world, Pangu is the source of the prehistoric world, and everything is his evolution."

"Only after his fall can the prehistoric world truly become an unknown, powerful, self-developed world."

"Whether it is the way of heaven or saints, it is the result of self-evolution."

Hongjun Daozu smiled, and he found that Daochen did not mention fate.

"Does fate always exist?"

Dao Chen nodded slightly, "That guy already existed in the chaos, but he did not have the ability to transform. Only in the prehistoric world did he gradually gain the ability to transform. But he was very picky and needed a perfect body."

At this time, Daochen sighed sadly. At this moment, he finally understood why he appeared in the prehistoric world.

Everything has traces of fate.

Destiny values ​​his body.

Whether it is a system or other coincidences, everything is for strengthening his body and making his body perfect.

Just like Hongjun Daozu.

The way of heaven values ​​his body, while fate values ​​Dao Chen's body.

At this moment, Daochen felt that he was sympathetic with Hongjun and Daozu, and he was quite sympathetic.

But Daochen knew that Hongjun Daozu could help because Daochen had the ability to help him.

Daochen has no one to help with major issues.

Because fate can suppress the existence of the way of heaven.

Fate is too strong.

So powerful that Daochen was not sure to fight him.

This made Dao Chen even more urgent, and he needed to break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm as soon as possible.

Although he didn't know what methods fate had imposed on him.

But only when one's own strength becomes stronger can one be able to deal with the fateful body-taking.

No wonder there is suppression of the way of heaven.

Daochen has always felt that he is lucky.

As his strength becomes stronger and stronger.

Perception is becoming more and more acute.

I also see these things more clearly.

He deeply understood one thing, that is, whether it is fate or the way of heaven, none of these guys are good things.

They regard all things as chess pieces, and all life is just a chess piece in their eyes.

The Demon Destruction next to him didn't understand what they said at all.

But now he urgently needs to curry favor with Pangu in front of him.

"God of Pangu, is this the world you created? Please allow us to survive in it. We will definitely not destroy a little bit. We just want to practice here."

Daochen waved his hand, "Yes, go!"

He looked at the real world.

The demons he killed were all real, and the thoughts of these demons were also real.

The world here is also true.

But at the same time, this world is fake.

Because it is the history of the prehistoric times, what they have experienced is only a fragment of the history of the prehistoric times.

How to escape from this history?

He has just awakened his soul and his mind now.

But I can't find a way to get out of this world.

Daochen looked at Hongjun, "You have escaped once before? How did you get out?"

Hongjun Daozu shook his head, "I don't know, we were trapped in time and space, and escaped for no reason. It seemed that at that time, after Donghuang Taiyi ate something, he really ate a fruit casually, and then we escaped."

Dao Chen shook his head slightly, there was no useful information at all.

What kind of fruit does it have? What kind of breath does it have? Why is that fruit?

Everything must be said.

Unfortunately, Hongjun Daozu really doesn’t know.

He looked confused.

"Now we are all counting on you. Before that, I have been trying to escape from here, but I found that everything seems so real, whether it is chaos or this established world. Even with our joining, it is still developing itself. He did not follow the prehistoric history, and we were like we were entering another world."

Daochen was stunned for a moment, "Wait, are you saying we have entered another world?"

If you think about it carefully, what he said is not without reason.

This is indeed another world.

Pangu here became Daochen, and he opened up the world.

But the world has been successfully opened up, why is there no merit of opening up the sky? Why is there no great way? Why is there no reward from heaven and earth?

Is this different from the previous prehistoric times?

"This world is illusory. There is no real avenue here. Everything is a memory of time and space. When we break into this memory, this memory is destroyed. The road we go and the things we experience are just phenomena after the reorganization of the destructive memory."

"If we want to jump out of this memory, we must restore this memory to what it was before."
Chapter completed!