Pangu Reappears in the Primordial World

Who is it that the Three Pure Ones refer to as Father God?

That figure.

That towering, upright figure!

That figure that left countless people speechless, their names stuck in their throats!

Many people silently recited that person's name in their hearts.

"Great God Pangu".

Yes, it was the enormous figure summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches forming the Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Great Array Grand Formation.

It was none other than the Great God Pangu created the world and transformed into the Primordial World!

In the past, when the Witch Clan claimed to be descendants of Pangu...

Aside from the Three Pure Ones vying for the position of Pangu's rightful heir.

The others were actually rather dismissive!

After all, the Great God Pangu transformed into all things; which Primordial Divine in this Primordial World couldn't claim to be a descendant of Pangu?

Therefore, in the eyes of all living beings in the Primordial World, the Witch Clan was simply the Witch Clan!

In the eyes of many, the identity of being a descendant of Pangu is nothing more than a facade that the Witch Clan embellishes for themselves!

If they weren't outmatched by the Witch Clan, who would admit it?

However, these Twelve Ancestral Witches are now able to summon the figure of Pangu.

Even if it was just a phantom, it was enough to shock everyone!

You know, that's Pangu!

Amidst the boundless Baleful Qi, a towering figure wielding a giant axe slowly emerged!

As he moved, the surrounding space showed signs of being reshaped by earth, fire, water, and wind!

Upon seeing the sky full of stars, he took a step forward, picked up his giant axe, and cleaved towards the sky!

Di Jun gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light!

"It's just Pangu Phantom. Do you really think I'd be afraid?"

The Zhoutian Power of the Stars condensed into a giant hand in front of Di Jun.

He slammed his sword against the oncoming axe blade!

Many adults who witnessed this scene paled in shock!

"Oh no! If they really continue fighting, they'll shatter the Primordial World!"

The immense Zhoutian Power of the Stars was enough to rival that of Sage in a single strike!

The Pangu Phantom summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches also possessed the ability to fight against Sage!

When Sages Sage, wouldn't the Primordial World suffer?!

These powerful beings were already in a panic; they were powerless to stop such a battle!

Who else can do that?!

Just as the enormous star-shaped hand and the Pangu Phantom were about to touch!

A figure appeared between the two.

The figure was dressed in a purple Daoist robe, with white beard and white hair.

When they saw this figure appear, many powerful figures were moved to tears and cried out "Dao Ancestor!"

That figure was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

It was clear that the Dao Ancestor hadn't exerted any effort, yet he had already completely neutralized the attacks from the Demon Race and Witch Clan.

"Enough!"

This rebuke resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The Pangu Phantom formed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was reduced to its original form at this moment!

Hongjun's expression was indifferent, and his gaze was calm.

He didn't look at anyone.

But it made everyone feel like they were being watched.

"The Primordial World will not tolerate your large-scale warfare. From this day forward, demons will rule the heavens, and witches will govern the earth. No large-scale warfare is permitted for the next ten thousand years, and you shall not raise any objections!"

Under the overwhelming pressure of the Sage, even if the Ancestral Witch had any objections, she could not utter them!

Feeling the resentful gaze from the Ancestral Witch, Hongjun was also somewhat displeased!

Although his goal was to incite a war between the Witch-Demon and the Demon races, resulting in both sides suffering heavy losses!

He wanted to seize this opportunity to gain access to the vast Fortune of heaven and earth!

However, the destruction of the Primordial World by the Witch Clan and Demon Races was not what he had expected.

He wants to achieve something greater by aligning himself with the Heavenly Dao!

If this Primordial World is shattered, is there any point in him trying to merge with the Heavenly Dao?

That unpleasant feeling lingered in his heart!

Let's put these two tribes in peace for now, and discuss the rest later.

He deliberately released his aura, overwhelming both the Witch-Demon and demon races, leaving them with no one to oppose him.

Hongjun nodded and was about to leave.

That voice rang out at that moment.

"Demon ruler of the heavens? Does his Demon Race even deserve it?"

From within Buzhou Mountain, a figure dressed in white flew to Hongjun's side.

Upon seeing this person, Hongjun felt annoyed, but maintained a kind expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, do you have an objection?"

Fuxi had a calm and composed expression, with a faint smile on his lips.

Seeing that Hongjun was putting on a good show, his smile deepened.

Fuxi, who came with the intention of making things difficult for Hongjun, naturally wouldn't care about Hongjun's feelings.

He opened his mouth and said...

"The Witch Clan originates from the Pangu Bloodline and belongs to the Pangu Orthodox Lineage."

"The Demon Race has merely established its own independent lineage, resulting in an incredibly diverse and complex bloodline."

"What right do these Demon Race have to share this world with the Witch Clan?!"

Fuxi made no attempt to conceal his words, and all the powerful beings who were spying on this side heard them clearly.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Pangu Three Pure Ones, were also nodding.

"What this person said makes a lot of sense. Those Demon Race are nothing but a bunch of creatures born from wet eggs; what right do they have to rule the sky!"

As the original text was being spoken, Laozi expressed his agreement.

Other powerful figures also expressed their opinions.

In short, the Demon Race and the Witch Clan are not qualified to share the world equally!

Meanwhile, Hongjun was even more displeased.

Fuxi intervened three times to thwart his plans.

Are you really going to go against him?!

The reason why Hongjun did not stop the war between the Witch-Demon and Yao races from the beginning was that he wanted to take this opportunity to make himself seem even more unfathomable!

That includes what I just said.

With a single decisive blow, he seized control of the narrative of the Primordial World!

Unexpectedly, Fuxi appeared out of nowhere again, disrupting his original plans!

The faint smile on Hongjun's lips was almost impossible to maintain!

"What are you saying, Fellow Daoist Fuxi?"

"In my opinion, it's just right that the Demon Race rules the heavens and the Witch Clan rules the earth!"

Fuxi's expression turned mocking.

He gave a soft snort and said.

"I have already explained the reasons; this Demon Race is not worthy to rule this world!"

Fuxi's eyes flashed, and he continued speaking.

"Daoist Hongjun, your insistence seems to be a sign of favoritism towards the Demon Race!"

"As the Dao Ancestor, he is unjust to the people!"

"That's really great!"

Although he said "not bad," anyone could hear the strong sarcasm in his voice!

The many powerful figures watching from this side were also somewhat misled by Fuxi's words!

"That's very true. It seems the Dao Ancestor is biased towards the Demon Race!"

Words like these echoed throughout the Primordial World.

Hongjun's face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was pounding with rage!

Fuxi's actions were truly a direct slap in the face to him!

The Sage knows everything and understands everything!

How could he not hear those whispers echoing throughout the Primordial World?

Hongjun barely maintained his composure, but secretly he completely released the suppression he had placed on the Demon Race.