"You should know Pangu, right?"
Of course Nezha knew Pangu. In fact, Pangu Temples were scattered across the land, and the story of Pangu creating the heavens and earth was widely spread.
But what does that have to do with now?
"Never mind Pangu's cultivation, but he did open the heavens and split the Chaotic Universe with one axe. This is indeed true. After his death, his body transformed into mountains, rivers, and seas, forming the world we live in today."
Nezha laughed and said, "That's exactly like the stories in mythology."
He wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth, and as he breathed, his injuries were almost healed.
"Hahaha, interesting, mythological story? The mythological story you speak of—is it something heard growing up in this world, or inherently present in those so-called past life memories?"
Nezha said, "Surely you all know about my origins."
