Zhou Fan planned to give at least one more person an opportunity before leaving the planet and either going back to the fiendcelestial world or, if he had time, go to another planet and repeat the process of giving out opportunities.
On this side of the planet, he spent a while in the same disguise as before. Surprisingly, he had not met another person worthy of an opportunity.
There were only three days until Pangu stopped cultivating, and Zhou Fan was about to call it quits and go back to the fiendcelestial world.
Suddenly, something happening off the path he was traveling down caught his attention.
On the side of the road, a group of bandits held two people. Both of them were slowly being tortured.
The two being tortured were a man and a woman. Based on the young looking man not far from them, they were likely parents.
The bandits were slowly cutting the two parents up. There were already a hundred shallow cuts on them, but they were still alive.
Zhou Fan recalled hearing something about a group of bandits that enjoyed torturing people on his journey.
They were unofficially called the horror bandits.
As they cut the two people up, they seemed to be enjoying the look on the young man's face.
Zhou Fan continued walking while looking, but he could not see the young man's facial expressions as he was facing the other direction.
As Zhou Fan walked further down the path, he saw the look on the young man's face. He was clenching his teeth so hard that they actually had cracks on them. His hand was clenched so hard that his nails were almost reaching his bones. If looks could kill, the entire world may have already died.
Zhou Fan had never seen such a rageful expression on the face of anyone. Much less on the face of a mortal.
If given the opportunity, it looked like the young man would rip his own skin off and suffocate the bandits to death with it.
Unfortunately, the bandits were all cultivators. There was nothing he could do but watch.
Zhou Fan disappeared on the path.
Just as the young man's teeth were about to completely shatter from his clenching, a voice was heard in his head.
"Do you want power?" The voice asked. The voice sounded like a dehydrated old man was speaking.
The young man would have normally looked around confused, but he was in such intense rage that he directly skipped that part.
He did not even answer the voice, but the voice seemed to understand his silence as a yes.
"What would you be willing to do for power?" The voice asked.
Once again, the young man did not respond, but his eyes seemed to speak for him.
'ANYTHING!'
"Even if I ask you to kill your parents?"
'ANYTHING!' His eyes responded again.
"What if I told you to destroy the world?"
"ANYTHING!" He screamed out loud.
"Even if I tell you to kill yourself?"
"ANYTHING!"
"Then kill yourself." The voice said.
The young man, without even thinking, grabbed a nearby stick and stabbed it in his eye. He dug with all his might, trying to reach his brain.
At that point, a normal person, even consumed by unimaginable rage, would snap out of it.
This young man, however, was special. No matter the pain, he continued to dig. Just as he was about to reach his brain, the stick disappeared.
"Good!" The voice said.
Suddenly, the young man's face healed, but it was not the same as before.
In place of his old eye, a dark red eye, surrounded by black where the whites of his eyes once were, appeared. From that eye, red cracks on the skin appeared, covering his entire face.
His face looked as if it was glass hit by a metal ball, cracked everywhere.
Suddenly, the eye moved, and a wave of red flames appeared in front of the young man, devouring everything. The forest, the bandits, his parents, the wild animals. Everything.
As the young man was about to pass out, the voice was heard once again.
"You are hereby the first demon king of the Heavenborn race. What is your goal?" The voice asked.
The young mans mind moved at the speed of light. 'To kill. To destroy.' He responded with a hazy mind.
"To kill what? To destroy what?" The voice asked.
'To kill all living things. To destroy HEAVEN! The creator of all suffering!' He screamed in his mind.
"In that case, lay low, grow strong, and defeat Tian Ren. Heaven cannot personally act. In honor of your conviction, I hereby give you a second title. The First Heaven Defying Cultivator." The voice said.
Those words were the last thing the young man heard before passing out.
As he passed out, Zhou Fan, in his original form, appeared next to him.
'I didn't expect to find someone like him.' He thought to himself.
'Sorry heaven. Sorry Tian Ren. I found you both a worthy opponent.' He chuckled to himself.
He then changed the young man's meridians, instantly to immortal rank. He refrained from giving him providence since he was going against heaven.
Heaven was known as the creator to all of the people in the heaven galaxy. If that was so, then they would also likely believe that Heaven controlled luck.
Giving the young man luck would only go against his purpose.
"I suppose I can call it a day." Zhou Fan said to himself as he teleported to the fiendcelestial world.
A while after he appeared, the young man woke up.
For the first time since the bandits came, he had a clear mind.
"I am no longer Lu Tyan. He died with his parents. From now on, I am Yao Mun. The first Heaven defying cultivator, the first heavenborn demon king!" He spoke with conviction.
In Zhou Fan's opinion, his determination to succeed would likely result in him surpassing the other young man and possibly even Tian Ren.
While they would spend time helping others or managing things, the demonic young man would spend every second of his time getting stronger.
For the first time, a true threat appeared in Heaven's galaxy.
Zhou Fan watched Pangu stand up while he was invisible. Pangu had finally broken into the 5th level of the core formation realm.
As he had for the foundation establishment realm, he planned on going outside the fiendcelestial village. He doubted that he would find anything worth fighting, so he planned on simply testing his new power against the world itself and training.
With the growth weapon axe, he would be able to train his weapon skills as well.
He also needed to find another place to live. His current house was too small for his new size and building a new house would waste too much time.
Pangu figured that, if he could find a good sized mountain and build a cave in the side of it, that would be the best case scenario.
As he stepped out of his house for the first time in a while, carelessly banging his head on the sturdy door frame as he walked out, Pangu saw that the village was flourishing much more than before.
It seemed that most people had adjusted to life after the cultivation reset. Instead of staying inside and madly cultivating, they were now beginning to live their old lives and only cultivate in their free time.
Of course, that was mainly the people whose jobs did not rely on strength or power. Those such as warriors and guards were still training, and hunters rarely went outside of the village in case the beast's strength surpassed theirs due to laziness.
Pangu walked through the streets that were now as lively as before. Of course, it was still rare to see more than ten people in one place due to the low population of fiendcelestials, but it was what Pangu was used to.
Pangu reached the side of the mountain fairly soon. Instead of climbing with extreme effort, Pangu began to float off of the ground.
Before the cultivation reset, he and others would usually just jump over the mountain in a single leap, but he was still too weak for that.
Pangu effortlessly flew over the mountain, much to the surprise of the villagers in the village, and landed on the other side.
He briefly took in his surroundings before flying up again towards a certain direction. In that direction was the closest mountain range to the Fiendcelestial village.
That mountain range was once home to powerful beasts that made most fiendcelestials tread carefully, but now, Pangu could force his way in there without the slightest bit of resistance.
Unlike before the cultivation reset, where he was born along already powerful fiendcelestials and beasts, Pangu was able to experience the feeling of starting at an equal time to others.
Instead of fighting from the bottom, he was walking along the top. Such an experience resembled Zhou Fans, except for the fact that Pangu had years of experience and there were actually those before him.
As if he was playing life on easy mode, Pangu reached the center of the mountain range and ran the beast off before beginning his training.
He started by punching large mountains to test his pure strength. Most fiendcelestials, similar to the barbarians, fought physically. Pangu was no exception.
When his fist connected with a mountain, a large hole was blown into it. The hole was about Pangu's size, which reached 75 feet tall.
Like he had in the past, it was about time to make a house outside the village regardless. Due to size, there was a rule that stated all nascent soul and above fiendcelestials would live outside of the village, unless they reached the void traversing realm.
Pangu punched the mountain a few more times, making a mess out of the mountain's face. Luckily, it was made of materials at the foundation establishment realm. Even if Pangu used Qi, he would not be able to completely destroy it without large amounts of time.
Once he was satisfied using his physical strength, he tested his Qi's. His fiend Qi had become much stronger, and he had already tested his sky Qi when flying over to the mountains.
Next, he grabbed his axe out of his spatial ring, both of which had become bigger with him, and swung it a bunch.
His axe training routine had become, stand still, swing the axe a thousand times, comprehend the experience of swinging, repeat.
As day turned into night and night turned into day, Pangu stood still and practiced with his axe.
In total, he spent 7 days on his first axe training session. He had previously lost his skilled use of axe Qi due to the reset, but he was building it up again.
Using weapon Qi well required much more practice than normal Qi's. It was quite unusual, but Pangu had gotten used to it.
Zhou Fan, however, began to think. He had been constantly looking for ideas to improve cultivation.
It seemed that weapon Qi was something he should consider changing. Zhou Fan considered making it different from other Qi's.
Instead of absorbing sword Qi or other weapon Qi's from the atmosphere and into your body, it could be something based off of comprehension and practice.
Instead of being treated like a main part of cultivation, it could be the same as forging weapons, making arrays, and concocting pills. A side practice.
Zhou Fan liked the idea as he thought of it more, so he began to really consider adding something like that.
Meanwhile, Pangu was heading back to the village. He didn't want to spend too much time practicing and slow down his cultivation.
He stopped just in front of the walls. Instead of causing destruction in front of the village, he decided to fight Dave elsewhere. They were getting too strong to fight around others.
Pangu let his aura out and made it cover daves house. The intention behind it was clear, and Dave soon flew out of his house and out of the walls.
Before fighting, Pangu began to fly away.
"We will fight at the ice land." He said, not needing to explain.
The ice land was a stronger area in the fiendcelestial world.
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