Chapter 134: Pangu: ??? Summoning the Mighty, Through the Supreme, Resurrect Pangu!

"Ancestral Witch True Body!?"

Pairs of gazes crossed the cosmos and fell upon Buzhou Mountain, and a host of powerful beings of the Primordial Realm grew uneasy with suspicion.

Manifest the Ancestral Witch True Body?

What are the Wu Clan about to do? Didn't they say they would retreat to the nether realm and no longer meddle in the workings of the Primordial Realm?

"Wait!"

"Could it be..."

Thinking of one possibility, the complexions of the Primindial Realm's powerful beings changed, their gazes sharpening, and they instantly felt their mouths go dry.

None of them were fools.

All the more so in the Primordial Realm, and especially those who could cultivate into powerful beings—if their minds didn't work well, they would have long since perished in this dog-eat-dog Primordial Realm; this point held true even for Seeing Hongyun, who was known as a good-natured soul.

A good-natured soul is a good-natured soul, but that doesn't mean Seeing Hongyun is Bai Chi.

The Wu Clan had already risen to fame after Houtu proved her Dao as the Lord of the Earth Dao; at this time they ought to have been keeping a low profile and developing quietly, yet instead they were making such a grand display—this could only mean something important had driven them to act this way.

With that, the answer was already plain to see.

Resurrect Pangu!

Apart from Resurrect Pangu, Houtu had already proven her Dao, and the Wu Clan had long been thriving—how could Qi Society stir up such a huge commotion?

"Resurrect... Pangu?"

The voices of the gathered Primordial Realm powerhouses trembled slightly.

In the past they would not have believed a fallen Pangu could be resurrected, but now, with that supreme existence guarding the Primordial Realm, what was there that could not happen?

Anything... is possible!!!

Purple Cloud Palace.

"Resurrect Pangu, then."

Muttering to himself, Supreme Hongjun's gaze grew somewhat complicated.

Taking a deep breath, Supreme Hongjun closed his eyes once more.

If Pangu is to be resurrected, then so be it—he couldn't care less anyway.

In the past, Supreme Hongjun would never have allowed it, after all Pangu's existence involved too much, and the threat he posed was too great.

But now?

Damn, with Gao Zhilu around, he didn't even feel like being Heaven's spokesperson anymore, so who cares about some Pangu—let him be resurrected if he wants, more than welcome, just adding a new variable, why not?

On Mount Kunlun.

"Eldest brother, could Father God... really be resurrected?"

"If he is resurrected, where does that leave us? In the past we said that only the descendants of Pangu were the Three Pure Ones."

Yu Qing swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice.

Father God had been gone before, so it didn't matter what they said, but if he were resurrected now, that would be terrible—if he knew about these three unfilial sons of his, wouldn't he scatter their ashes to the wind?

"......"

Tai Qing.

Don't ask me, I'm panicking too.

"Eldest brother, is it still not too late for us to return to Father God's embrace?"

"We can't keep making mistake after mistake anymore, 713—if back then we hadn't prepared so much, how would we have missed that one's opportunity? And if we keep waiting now, I'm afraid we'll miss out again."

"Since we can't latch onto that one's thigh for now, isn't it still not too late for us to latch onto Father God's thigh first!"

Shang Qing said quickly.

"......"

Tai Qing.

Stop talking, I need a moment of peace.

Once Shang Qing said this, Tai Qing thought again of how in the past they had hesitated and missed that supreme opportunity.

Could they afford to repeat that mistake?

"Let's go! To the Sea of Blood, to see if there's anywhere we can help. Since Father God is returning, how could we, the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, fail to appear!"

Tai Qing said decisively.

"Yes!!!"

"Yes!!!"

Rumble!!!

Rumble!!!

The sky changed color, the great earth trembled, dense baleful qi and ghostly underworld qi churned through the clouds, and the twelve Ancestral Witches each manifested true bodies billions of feet tall, lifting the Ancestral Witch Hall and reverently bearing it as they strode toward the Sea of Blood.

Countless gazes focused, Primordial Realm powerhouses watched, and before everyone's witness, the Ancestral Witches, as if shrinking the earth into inches, crossed countless territories in mere moments and arrived near the Sea of Blood.

"I wish to resurrect Father God, to add another foundation to the Primordial Realm. If Father God is resurrected, our Primordial Realm will surely step onto a new stage. Whether for all beings or for the Primordial Realm itself, this is a good thing. I pray that Heaven's Dao may grant us passage."

Houtu looked toward the void and declared in a clear voice.

Whirl, whirl, whirl!!!

The will of Heaven's Dao gathered, the majestic might of Heaven shone forth, and a pale-golden vertical eye took its place above the Sea of Blood, gazing at the twelve Ancestral Witches with indifference and utter detachment.

"Granted."

An ethereal voice, devoid of any emotion, echoed between heaven and earth.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!!

Ripples of space swept past one after another, and one Primordial Realm powerhouse after another appeared within a hundred million miles of the Sea of Blood. Facing the resurrection of Pangu, none of the Primordial Realm powerhouses could sit still any longer, and they descended one after another just to witness it.

After all, resurrecting Pangu is such a momentous event for the Primordial World; who could possibly be absent!

"Brothers and sisters, we, the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, have arrived! How could we not contribute to resurrecting our Father God? If there is anything you need our help with, just say the word. As long as it can aid in resurrecting our Father God, we, the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, will do our duty without hesitation!"

The vigorous voice echoed between heaven and earth. Before the sound had even faded, the figures of the Three Pure Ones had appeared beside the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Yuqing, who had spoken, looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with an earnest expression.

"......"

The corners of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' mouths twitched slightly.

"......"

The corners of the powerful ones of the Primordial World twitched slightly.

The Three Pure Ones of Pangu?

Didn't you say before that if anyone claimed we had a connection with Pangu, we would make a scene with them? Didn't you say we are who we are, independent, and unrelated to anyone?

Why have you changed so quickly now?

Their faces didn't even flush. If they didn't know the Three Pure Ones so well, they would almost have believed that earnest look in their eyes.