Right now, whether Pangu had been born or not remained unknown to Lin Feng, nor was it his primary concern at the moment. His most urgent task was indeed to take human form as quickly as possible. Only by successfully transforming could he gain the freedom of movement to explore the mysterious Chaos World and seek out opportunities for survival.
In that vast and boundless Chaos World devoid of light and darkness, Lin Feng floated in solitude like a single grain of sand in the vast sea. The Qi of Chaos hung like a heavy curtain, shrouding everything in a mysterious and ancient atmosphere. Instinctively, Lin Feng absorbed this mysterious Qi of Chaos, as if it were his only means of survival in this realm of chaos.
The Qi of Chaos was an ancient and powerful force containing endless mysteries. Lin Feng's body acted like a giant whirlpool, continuously drawing in the surrounding Qi of Chaos. The integration of every wispy thread of the Qi of Chaos made him feel a potent power surging within his body. However, the growth of this power did not happen overnight; it required a long period of accumulation and settling.
Gradually, Lin Feng fell into a profound and lengthy slumber. In this chaos, time seemed to lose its meaning, and everything became exceptionally slow. Slumber appeared to be his only way to pass the time. There was no warmth from the sun, no gentleness from the moon, and no twinkling of stars—only endless darkness and the flowing Qi of Chaos. In such an environment, Lin Feng's consciousness gradually blurred, as if he were merging into one with chaos.
Even in his slumber, Lin Feng's body still instinctively absorbed the Qi of Chaos. His soul seemed to drift in a void world with no direction and no goal. Yet, this slumber was far from meaningless. It was a self-protection mechanism for Lin Feng within the Chaos World, as well as a preparatory process for his future transformation.
During his slumber, subtle changes constantly occurred within Lin Feng's body. At the same time, the sleep granted his mind a moment of tranquility. In this chaotic world, free from external interference, worries, and anxieties, there was only inner peace and anticipation for the future.
However, the slumber was not entirely smooth sailing. Sometimes, Lin Feng was affected by certain unstable factors within the Qi of Chaos, plunging him into a state of unease. His body would tremble slightly, and his consciousness would become blurred. Yet he never gave up; relying on his stubborn willpower, he repeatedly shook off the unease and plunged back into slumber.
In the vast void of chaos, time flowed silently like water, its tracks impossible to trace. There was no alternation of sunrise and sunset, no changing of the four seasons, and no way to perceive the passage of time at all. The Qi of Chaos resembled a mysterious and heavy curtain, tightly wrapping the entire world in profound unknown.
Right within this seemingly eternal Chaos World, a long Yuanhui of time quietly slipped away unnoticed, fleeting like a white horse passing a crevice. It was an unimaginably long stretch of years, yet within this mysterious realm of chaos, it felt like merely the blink of an eye.
On this day, a miracle blossomed in the chaos like a brilliant star. Lin Feng, that brave soul who had endured countless difficult challenges and prolonged tempering in the chaos, finally ushered in the crucial moment of transformation.
At first, the Qi of Chaos seemed to respond to some mysterious summons, beginning to slowly converge toward Lin Feng's glowing orb of a body. Those wisps of the Qi of Chaos coiled around the orb like nimble threads. As time passed, the orb began to tremble slightly, resembling a seed about to crack open its shell. Yet this subtle tremor acted like a giant boulder dropped onto a calm lake surface, instantly triggering a chain reaction in the surrounding Qi of Chaos.
The Qi of Chaos around the orb began to churn violently, forming small whirlpools. Spinning, these whirlpools emitted a low, rumbling sound, like the roar of an ancient beast. The power of the whirlpools grew increasingly formidable, drawing more of the surrounding Qi of Chaos into them and enveloping the entire area in an aura of violent turbulence.
Next, the light of the orb grew more intense, and the flashing of runes became more frequent. The radiance resembled a dazzling sun, piercing through the darkness of chaos. The mysterious runes were like twinkling stars in the night sky, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light, while a mighty power surged around like a roaring tide. Wherever the light reached, the Qi of Chaos retreated in succession, as if surrendering to this formidable power.
The flashing of the runes was accompanied by intense energy fluctuations; each flash was like a minor explosion, releasing immense energy. These energies impacted the surrounding Chaos Space, causing ripples to spread as if countless stones had been tossed onto a calm water surface.
Gradually, a figure became increasingly distinct. Lin Feng's limbs and facial features gradually emerged. His torso was upright and resolute, resembling an immortal monument in the chaos capable of resisting the erosion of time and the onslaught of storms. His expression was handsome and steady, and his gaze revealed determination and confidence—the brave light of fearless challenge toward the future.
The moment the transformation was finally completed, a powerful aura instantly swept across the entire Chaos Space. This aura spread outward in all directions from Lin Feng like a violent tempest. Buffeted by this aura, the Qi of Chaos churned and surged like raging waves. The distant chaotic void was illuminated by this aura, as if a raging fire had suddenly ignited in the darkness.
Embedded within the powerful aura were the fluctuating ripples of the Power of Time. These ripples spread outward in all directions; wherever they passed, time itself seemed to undergo subtle changes. In some places, the flow of time accelerated, while in others it slowed down, and the entire Chaos Space was affected by this mysterious Power of Time.
As the brilliant light of transformation slowly subsided, Lin Feng stood quietly amidst the chaos like a towering mountain peak. He raised his head slightly, his expression stern and his gaze piercingly sharp, as if able to pierce through the endless chaotic void.
His voice was deep and solemn, carrying an unquestionable majesty as it boomed through the chaos: "I am Lin Feng, the Time Demon God. Having traversed long and distant ages and tasted countless hardships and difficulties, I have finally achieved transformation."
As his words fell, the Qi of Chaos churned violently, as if paying a respectful and awe-filled response to this majestic existence. Lin Feng's upright figure stood in the chaos like an immortal monument, emanating a formidable aura chilling to the bone, ever ready to meet all challenges of the future.
Feeling his brand-new body, Lin Feng's heart was filled with emotion and joy. This journey had been fraught with loneliness, bewilderment, difficulties, and challenges. Yet he had never given up, always firmly believing that he could transform and carve out a world of his own within this Chaos World.