I Lay Low in the Primordial World Until I Become a Sage

The primordial chaos stretches on without end, and Heaven and Earth are formless.

Pangu cleaves the heavens and transforms into all things.

Yuan Long, Yuan Feng, and Zu Qilin appear one after another.

With a fishing rod in hand, Jiang Che stares, dumbstruck, as a black dragon rises from the vast sea and surges toward a blazing phoenix in the sky, unleashing towering waves.

One giant dragon after another soars into the heavens, while colorful phoenixes beat their wings and fly in. Corpses the size of mountains rain from the sky, and dragon scales and phoenix feathers drift on the wind.

The stench of blood fills Heaven and Earth, and even the endless sea turns crimson.

"Holy crap! This is the Dragon-Han Cataclysm!"