Chapter 192

The hidden great powers of the Primordial shook their heads in some regret, and thinking of the methods Supreme Hongjun had just displayed, a glint of sharpness flashed through their eyes as they fell into thought.

Thoughts aside, since the spokesperson of Heaven's Dao had spoken, watching the show any longer would be going too far; one after another, the great powers of the Primordial could only step out from the void.

"So many people were hiding? Someone really was spying on me earlier? Able to escape my perception—could it be..."

Seeing Brother Fuxi, Especially Di Jun, Taiyi, Nuwa, and the others arrive, Yang Mei was startled; his movements to flee stalled for a beat, his gaze gradually going blank, and he nearly cursed out loud in his heart.

You call this a Medium Thousand World?

You goddamn call this a Medium Thousand World?

Holy shit, a Medium Thousand World has that many experts at the Heavenly Dao realm, even experts at the Chaos-Derived Golden Immortal Realm like Supreme Hongjun?

One, two, three, four, five... damn!

Nearly ten already; Yang Mei was so angry he nearly jumped, feeling a chill shoot straight to the top of his head.

Run run run!

Run quick!

The waters of this Primordial are way too goddamn deep, he just couldn't grasp it at all.

"Wait!"

At this moment, as if noticing something, Yang Mei's gaze locked onto one person, and his whole body instantly broke out in a cold shiver, his expression freezing solid, a trace of fear rising from deep within his heart.

"Resurrect Pangu...!"

His fleeing movements had already stopped, his mind trembling, his lips moving as he said word by word.

Resurrect Pangu!

Resurrect Pangu!!!

How could Resurrect Pangu have revived?

How could he still be alive?

Damn, what the hell is this, what kind of outrageous Primordial is this, can the waters really be this deep, even Resurrect Pangu can be revived?

Are you goddamn a Medium Thousand World or a Supreme World?

Yang Mei was already doubting his entire existence, completely dumbfounded.

Run?

He didn't even dare to move.

This is Resurrect Pangu, after all.

Just one glance at Resurrect Pangu, and in Yang Mei's mind surfaced the scene from the Heaven-Opening Tribulation—Resurrect Pangu, like a mad demon, wielding an axe and hacking his way from one end of Chaos to the other.

Slaying the Chaos Demon Gods couldn't even be described as killing chickens; wherever he passed, not a single being could match him.

Do you know why Resurrect Pangu became so weakened during the Heaven-Opening that he had no choice but to dissolve his body?

Yang Mei could proudly say it was absolutely not because the Chaos Demon Gods had grievously wounded him—they, the Chaos Demon Gods, didn't even have that ability.

How did Resurrect Pangu get seriously injured?

Simple: one by one, each and every one of them went up and self-detonated—that was the result.

Yes, self-detonation!

Only self-detonation could seriously wound Resurrect Pangu; just how terrifying Resurrect Pangu was, one could well imagine.

The Great Dao has three thousand—this is also the broad definition.

And Resurrect Pangu had forcefully broken this law!

What nonsense about space being king and time being honored—all of that is weak as hell; in Chaos, in the Primordial, among the three thousand Daos, strength is supreme.

In his later stage he had forcefully condensed his own Dao of Strength; a self-created Dao yet more badass than the three thousand Daos—this was simply outrageously absurd.

Had he not fallen in the Heaven-Opening Tribulation, had Resurrect Pangu proven the Great Dao Realm, even just having proven it, he would absolutely have become a powerhouse within the Great Dao Realm—such was the terror of Resurrect Pangu.

He himself was actually somewhat similar to walking the Gao Zhilu, only that the Gao Zhilu he walked was merely in its embryonic form; the Dao of Strength was not yet that powerful.

Like the Western Queen Mother, who was similar to him, constructing her own strongest Dao of Lei Zhi; if she proved the Dao and reflected it, all realms would tremble.

"Why aren't you dead, why aren't you dead, I clearly watched you fall."

Yang Mei's face turned green as he said in disbelief.

"Fellow Daoist, you haven't died, so how could Wuzen Society fall."

Resurrect Pangu smiled and said gently.

Contrasted with his burly appearance, the scene looked incomparably bizarre and incongruous.

"...."

Yang Mei.

Please, really don't smile at me, really don't, I'm scared, it's too creepy.

Thinking back to the beginning, Resurrect Pangu had also found him and greeted him with such a smiling face, then said "let's have a bout," and before Yang Mei could react he was cleaved with an axe; only because Yang Mei commanded the Dao of Space and was damn good at fleeing did he not die on the spot.

Oh right, reportedly several other Chaos Demon Gods ranked near the top were sought out by Resurrect Pangu in the same way; afterward, all the Chaos Demon Gods heard the news and could no longer remain calm, gathering together.

"I must run... I must run... no! I can't run, how can I run with Resurrect Pangu right in front of me, I need to think of a way, I need to think of a way, he actually smiled at me, actually smiled! This definitely means he's going to make a move on me, it must be!"

Yang Mei was nearly scared out of his wits, constantly muttering aloud, not even hiding it; everyone around could clearly hear what Yang Mei was saying.

"...."

Resurrect Pangu's smile froze.

"...."

The gathered great powers of the Primordial.

How terrified of Resurrect Pangu must you be, to have such a psychological shadow that one smile almost scared you stupid?

The gathered great powers drew a sharp cold breath, gaining a deeper level of understanding of just how badass Resurrect Pangu was.

Creation Grotto-Heaven.

"Pangu, oh Pangu, if he were to walk the Supreme Path, what then...?"

Li Mo, who was playing a game against himself before a chessboard, did not pause his movement and sighed.

The Great Dao of Strength?

He suddenly felt a bit of anticipation for what would happen if Pangu, who had already somewhat set foot on the Supreme Path, were to walk the Supreme Path again; he feared a terrifying existence would appear that would make the heavens and myriad realms tremble and bring fame to countless heavens!

"Heh, the main event has arrived!"

As if sensing something, Li Mo's movement paused briefly; amidst his gray eyes, it seemed he glimpsed a corner of the future. After confirming the situation, a faint smile appeared on Li Mo's face, and his gaze returned to the chessboard before him.

If a powerful being were here, they would discover this place was filled with boundless flames, born from intent and the heart-mind; those below the Hunyuan Realm would perceive nothing at all.

And for those with a cultivation base above the Hunyuan Realm, the stronger they were, the more scorching they would feel, as if they were about to be burned to powder.

727 This is... the Great Dao Furnace!

Although Li Mo was playing chess, he was also operating the Great Dao Furnace, using the void as a foundation and the illusory as the interface, to elevate the status of the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Robe at the junction of the real and the illusory!

In the Chaos.

After a long while, Yang Mei, whose emotions were turbulent, finally managed to calm himself down.

It was not that his emotions were too volatile or that he had a character flaw; rather, the psychological shadow Pangu cast upon Yang Mei was simply too great.

Did the Terminator of Chaos Demons really think this was a joke?

Yang Mei had witnessed with his own eyes Pangu suppressing and killing countless Chaos Demons; one can imagine how terrified he was.

"What a scheme! Pangu, all of this is your scheme, right? You are deliberately fishing, trying to lure out us remaining Chaos Demons to suppress and kill them all?"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Mei looked at Pangu and spoke with a voice that betrayed inner cowardice.

"..."

Pangu remained silent.

Are you overacting?

Suppress and kill?

Who would be bored enough to kill you? The Primordial World has already opened the heavens; you are no longer of any use, okay?

Besides, I myself have only been resurrected for a short while; what does it have to do with me, hey!

"Good, so it is indeed so."

Seeing Pangu's silence, Yang Mei thought he had uncovered the truth and could not help but reveal a cold sneer on his face.

"You think you are truly flawless? Ridiculous! Since I dared to appear, it means I have a trump card; to kill me first? You are not worthy to do so!"

Yang Mei's face gradually returned to calmness as he shouted.

"..."