Pangu created the world

In those distant and untraceable years, the universe was nothing but a murky, viscous chaos. Darkness is like an impenetrable web, enveloping everything within it, without a glimmer of light or vitality, only endless silence and nothingness. This chaos is like a huge egg, with thick substances blending and entangling with each other, without any boundaries between heaven and earth, without any signs of life, as if the entire world has fallen into eternal slumber. ​

At the core of this chaos, a mysterious life is quietly giving birth. He is Pangu. For a long time, Pangu slept in the embrace of chaos, his consciousness immersed in a hazy state, unaware of everything outside. However, as time slowly passed, the sleeping Pangu gradually became conscious, and his soul began to awaken. At first, it was just a faint perception, like a candle about to extinguish in the darkness, faintly appearing in the endless chaos. But this trace of consciousness, like a spark, gradually spread within Pangu's body, awakening his desire to explore this world. ​

When Pangu fully regained consciousness, he opened his eyes but could only see pitch black, unable to see his fingers. The thick and chaotic substances around him tightly squeezed him, making every subtle movement extremely difficult, as if bound by invisible shackles. Pangu struggled fiercely in the chaos, trying to find some space, but no matter how hard he tried, the chaos around him remained motionless, like a stubborn cage, trapping him tightly. The feeling of being confined caused a strong sense of dissatisfaction and anger to surge in Pangu's heart. He longed to break free from this endless bondage and pursue the unknown freedom. ​

Driven by a strong desire within, Pangu's hands instinctively groped through the chaos. Suddenly, his fingers touched a hard object and traced its outline, discovering that it was a huge axe emitting a mysterious aura. This axe seemed to be specially prepared by heaven for him, with a strange light shining on its body. Although it appeared weak in chaos, it contained infinite power. At the moment Pangu held the axe, a powerful force surged into his body along his arm, as if resonating with his soul. ​

Pangu took a deep breath, used all his strength, lifted the axe high, and then fiercely chopped towards the chaos in front of him. Only a loud bang was heard, like a bolt from the blue, causing the entire chaos to tremble. This axe split open endless darkness and tore open a huge crack in chaos. With the appearance of the crack, a faint light seeped in from the crack. Although the light was weak, it was like the dawn of hope, illuminating Pangu's face and illuminating this chaotic world. ​

The clear air in the cracks is like a bird breaking free from its cage, drifting lightly upwards and gradually condensing into the sky; And the turbid air is like a heavy boulder, slowly sinking and accumulating into the earth. Pangu watched this magical change, his heart filled with joy and pride. But he knew deeply that this was far from enough. If he relaxes at this moment, the pure and turbid qi may merge again, and everything will return to a state of chaos. So, Pangu resolutely decided to use his own body to support heaven and earth. ​

He stood up straight, with his head facing the sky and his feet firmly on the ground. As time goes by, the sky keeps rising, the earth keeps thickening, and Pangu's body is growing at an astonishing speed. Every day, he has to bear enormous pressure, with the weight of the sky like millions of mountains pressing on his head; The gravity of the earth is like countless hands pulling him down. But Pangu gritted his teeth and, with his tenacious will, always held his position without any retreat. ​

So, 18000 years have passed. Throughout these long years, Pangu never had a moment of rest. His body continued to grow, from the size of an ordinary person to a towering giant. The sky becomes incredibly vast, dotted with stars; The earth has become vast and boundless, with mountains and rivers undulating and meandering. However, long-term support has already exhausted all of Pangu's strength. His body began to become exhausted, with every muscle aching and every bone groaning uncontrollably. ​

Finally, Pangu could no longer hold on. He let out a deafening roar, which contained his attachment to the world and the satisfaction of completing his mission. Subsequently, his body collapsed with a loud bang. The fall of Pangu triggered a earth shattering upheaval. His left eye transformed into a dazzling sun, bringing warmth and light to the earth; The right eye has turned into a bright moon, illuminating the path ahead of people at night. His hair and beard scattered in the sky, turning into twinkling stars that adorned the pitch black night sky. ​

Pangu's body transformed into undulating mountains, some towering into the clouds, majestic and spectacular; Some stretches gently, like sleeping dragons. His blood flowed like a rushing river, countless rivers such as the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, like the blood of the earth, nourishing all things in the world. His skin turned into fertile soil, nourishing the flowers, trees, and fruits of crops on the earth. The breath he exhaled turned into a gentle breeze and ever-changing clouds, blowing across the earth and bringing coolness; Clouds float in the sky, adding a touch of lively color to the sky. His sweat turned into crystal clear rain and dew, nourishing the dry land and allowing all things to grow vigorously. ​

Although Pangu has passed away, his spirit will forever remain in this world. He used his own life to create a living space for all things in heaven and earth, and created a world full of vitality and hope. His story has also been passed down from generation to generation in the long river of human history, becoming an eternal spiritual symbol of the Chinese nation, inspiring generation after generation to bravely move forward and never give up in the face of difficulties and challenges.