Prehistoric: Preventing Younger Brother Pangu from Opening the Sky at the Beginning

When I woke up, I was actually dressed as Pangu's brother Panda. Looking at my burly brother who is billions of feet tall, I fell into deep thought. In the prehistoric novel, Pangu died after the creation of heaven! And my cheap brother, whose name has not even appeared in countless prehistoric stories, was probably reduced to dregs by the aftermath of the creation of the sky! So, the moment Pangu raised his axe, I swooped down and hugged his thigh, bursting into tears: "Brother! This world cannot be open! How can you live if you are dead?" Pangu's movements paused, and from the depths of the chaos, three thousand gods and demons cast doubtful glances.