Primordial Chaos, Kunpeng, How Are You Guys Even More Underhanded Than Me?

Many years later, Kunpeng looked back.

The Dao is simply the Dao, the objective laws governing things. It is called great because it is eternal, and heaven because it is inscrutable. All things exist within the Dao.

There is no such thing as a Great Dao, nor any so-called Heavenly Dao. They are merely manifestations of the will of all living beings.

There are no schemes behind everything. They are simply choices made after weighing the pros and cons.

Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, the acquired races, the demon race, and the witch race fought until even heaven and earth in the primordial world could take no more.

Yet they pushed the frail human race to the fore, under the fine-sounding pretext that heaven and earth favored humanity.

Even the Dao Ancestor must heed the will of all living beings.

The Three Pure Ones made a point of defying convention. The three entered the Daoist sect together, then turned around and tossed their seats as Saints onto the ground.

Again and again, making choices and trade-offs: that is the norm in the primordial world.

Again and again, accepting failure: that is what makes the primordial world feel alive.

Nothing is predestined by heaven. Beneath the Heavenly Dao, every living being can become a dragon.

With ambition enough to swallow ten thousand miles, who else but me?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.