Chapter 269

Deep within the primordial chaos, in a stretch that looked utterly unremarkable—where even the chaotic qi drifted and wavered, an ordinary beyond ordinary region of primordial chaos—the figures of Shichen, Yang Mei, and Resurrect Pangu appeared out of thin air.

"The first unusual ripple's aura is right here."

Yang Mei swept his gaze over and spoke.

The Primordial Chaos Demon Gods were born in response to the Great Dao; one could say they were nurtured by the Great Dao itself. Though they were not the spirits of the Great Dao, they shared a similar marvelous quality, so if a Primordial Chaos Demon God wished to hide, even the Heavenly Dao could not detect them.

Precisely for this reason, when Yang Mei and Shichen had hidden in the past, neither the Heavenly Dao nor Supreme Hongjun had noticed any clue; only after they revealed themselves could their locations be locked down.

But the Heavenly Dao being unable to monitor them did not mean the Primordial Chaos Demon Gods themselves could not monitor each other. After all, they were all beings of the same epoch, and all outstanding ones at that. With Resurrect Pangu, Yang Mei, and the others added in, finding a Primordial Chaos Demon God was still very simple.

It was only a matter of whether they wanted to look, never whether they could find them.

"Open!"

Resurrect Pangu's face was calm as he threw a punch.

He employed no Daoist arts or divine abilities, evolved no wondrous methods or profound mysteries, yet this single punch seemed to embody the Great Dao at its simplest, returning to the unadorned truth, like the most extreme force unleashed.

More than hundreds of millions of trillions of primordial chaos trembled at this moment; the boundless heavens and earth seemed to shudder and roar. Under Resurrect Pangu's punch, even the Great Dao itself was smashed into powder, and the rules had already collapsed.

The void before them shattered in visible layer upon layer, like a mirror completely broken apart.

Hundreds of millions of void crystal walls turned to nothing; endless darkness swept in, as if nothing could withstand Resurrect Pangu's punch.

"Who!"

The Primordial Chaos Demon God originally hidden beneath this stretch of primordial chaos was startled awake. A furious shout rang out, and immediately a youth whose appearance was plain, utterly unremarkable to the extreme, appeared.

This was...... the Fate Demon God!

Ranked in the top ten among the three thousand Primordial Chaos Demon Gods, the Fate Demon God who wielded a special Great Dao, incomparably mysterious!

Fate was upon him; he held fate in his grasp. From this one could imagine the Fate Demon God's power.

"Yang Mei? Shichen? Is that you!? You lot aren't hurrying to recover...... hmm? Your cultivation base???"

"This is impossible, I sense none of your Dao fruits at all? Have you fully recovered?"

His gaze swept over Yang Mei and Shichen. Annoyance appeared on the Fate Demon God's face as he spoke in anger. Midway through, the Fate Demon God was dumbfounded; his eyes filled with horror, and he even began to doubt his life.

"???"

WDNM!

Everyone is a Primordial Chaos Demon God.

Everyone was injured just as severely.

Although you are a bit stronger than me, it shouldn't be that your Dao fruits recovered this fast, right? Does it have to be this absurd?

He was completely stunned, alright.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, when at that moment, the Fate Demon God saw Resurrect Pangu beside the two of them.

At this look, the Fate Demon God's body stiffened where he stood, his mind had gone blank, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.

He subconsciously released his holy sense to confirm again and again, and then—there was no then.

The Fate Demon God fell into deep thought.

This is...... Resurrect Pangu?

Resurrect Pangu???

Holy crap!

Didn't Resurrect Pangu fall? What's going on here, what's happening, he can be resurrected?

This is impossible!

How could this be!

"Resurrect Pangu!"

A chill ran through his whole body. The image of Resurrect Pangu's ruthless, domineering manner from back then surfaced in his mind. Instantly, the Fate Demon God's scalp began to go numb. No longer caring how Resurrect Pangu had been resurrected, without a second word he wanted to run.

In an instant, the power of fate circulated; the surrounding Great Dao seemed to fall into disarray, everything appeared to twist at this moment, as if heaven and earth were being rewritten, and countless phantoms swept past.

"......"

Resurrect Pangu was speechless.

Is it really necessary.

Is it really necessary to be this afraid of him.

He never did anything.

Wasn't it just that he once suppressed the three thousand Primordial Chaos Demon Gods like slaughtering chickens? Wasn't it just that he nearly killed all three thousand Primordial Chaos Demon Gods? What's the big deal?

Anyone who didn't know would think he was some kind of villain, yet he was clearly a good person.

"Old friends meeting, what's the rush to run?"

Resurrect Pangu said slowly.

As he spoke, Resurrect Pangu reached out his hand. In an instant, his palm seemed to transform into a vast plane, as if sealing the entire void into its own domain. Beneath that palm, everything was frozen, as if even time and space had ceased to operate.

Before absolute power, the Fate Demon God had no power to resist at all. Even using the Great Dao of Fate to interfere, he was still directly suppressed in place by Resurrect Pangu.

"Already recovered to peak cultivation base?"

"Fake, it's all fake. I must be dreaming, I must have been invaded by inner demons."

"You wretched inner demons, get lost from me, break! Break!"

With a dazed expression, the Fate Demon God roared out repeatedly.

"......"

Resurrect Pangu.

"......"

Yang Mei.

"......"

The hour.

"......"

The titans of the Primordial World.

"So this is the intimidation of Resurrect Pangu."

The titans of the Primordial World, secretly watching the drama, silently clicked their tongues, gaining a new understanding of how terrifying Resurrect Pangu had been during the Chaos Era.

"Why run? What heart demon, you fool? Look clearly, it's the true form, the true form! I have resurrected, do you understand resurrected?"

Resurrect Pangu, with a black line on his forehead, backhanded the Fate Demon God.

Though he had not infused the power of the Great Dao, one could imagine how strong Resurrect Pangu's physical might was; the damage, while not high, was extremely insulting. Feeling the pain, the Fate Demon God snapped back to his senses.

Taking a deep breath, the Fate Demon God was somewhat dazed, but he had indeed sobered up.

"Resurrect Pangu, and you two, what are you doing?"

The Fate Demon God shouted, his voice trembling with inner fear.

"Little brother, just stay quietly on the side. Why ask so many questions? Explaining is quite troublesome. We'll explain everything together once it's all resolved; you'll know then."

Yang Mei said, curling his lip.

"......"

The Fate Demon God's face flushed red with anger.

What do you mean 'little brother'? Do you look down on me?

You... never mind. You have numbers on your side; I won't argue with you.

Although he had a hundred thousand questions in his heart, seeing this situation, the Fate Demon God could only obediently stand beside Resurrect Pangu, no longer moving about.

What? Run?

He was confused, but that didn't mean his brain was broken. With Resurrect Pangu present, and his cultivation base restored to such an extent, how could he possibly escape? Whether he believed it or not, if he dared to run, he would die; the Fate Demon God had that much common sense.

"Let's go."

Resurrect Pangu said slowly.

Time is tight, the task is heavy; there are still a few Chaos Demon Gods to find. Naturally, we must seize the time to avoid any mishaps.

Yang Mei and The Hour said nothing, merely nodding slightly and following behind Resurrect Pangu to leave. As for the Fate Demon God, there was even less to say; he obediently kept silent, bowing his head as he pondered what exactly was going on.

He had been hiding, recovering his injuries perfectly, when suddenly Resurrect Pangu dragged him out. His home was gone, directly blasted to pieces; he was completely numb.

Sitting at home, yet the blame falls from the sky—is that acceptable?

Isn't this just too showy?

"What exactly are Resurrect Pangu and the others doing? Looking for Chaos Demon Gods? Could it be they want to form an alliance?"

The crowd of titans, deep in thought, wondered curiously.