I Bear Pangu's Legacy, How Could I Lose?

Year 8060 of the Tianyuan Calendar.

The Chosen Continent, the Old Gods' Alliance, Borneo, and the Yingzhou Isles joined forces to awaken a sleeping ancient god.

The ancient god came from the void beyond the heavens, ferocious and bloodthirsty, and descended upon the Divine Continent.

With a great calamity approaching, the five supreme grottos of the Divine Continent, heirs to the sages' traditions, used one of Pangu's fingers from legend to pin the ancient god above the continent.

The crisis had been averted for now, but the fear remained.

After all, the ferocious ancient god had only been pinned down, not killed. It hung over the land of the Divine Continent, locked in a stalemate with Pangu's finger.

If it ever broke free, heaven and earth would be turned upside down.

Zhou Jiahao was only fourteen, but he had dreamed of becoming a hero since childhood.

One day, after staying up late to finish a novel, he was so moved by the characters' feats of reshaping the world and remaking the cosmos that he couldn't help exclaiming, "A true man should be like that!"

Before the words had even left his mouth, a voice sounded from beyond the mortal realm: "Like that? Then you go."

When he opened his eyes again, his soul had transmigrated to the vast, boundless land of the Divine Continent, a world on the brink of a great calamity, where prodigies were as numerous as the clouds and the struggle for supremacy had begun.

"???"

Before his shock had even worn off, Zhou Jiahao discovered that, for some reason, he could sense Pangu's finger towering above the Divine Continent, and had gained an inheritance that would let him prove the Dao through strength.

"Heave-ho!"

He couldn't help clasping his little hands behind his back, lifting his chin, and gazing up at the sky as he said gravely:

"You've worked hard. After waiting so long, you've finally awaited the hero who will end this chaos and lead the world into the light."