After saying that, the Twelve Ancestor Witches transformed into their true forms.
They then slowly gathered together.
Unique resonances began to echo through the space.
A massive figure stood in the sky, holding up heaven and earth.
The naked man had lifeless eyes.
Yet he radiated an overwhelming pressure.
Countless living beings stared at the enormous phantom, frozen where they stood.
When the Three Pure Ones and the others saw that familiar face, they too were somewhat dazed.
"Father God, it is Father God!"
"This is impossible! How could they summon Father God's phantom?!"
"It is Father God! This pressure is even greater than that of a Sage!"
The Three Pure Ones' astonishment and disbelief were written all over their faces, along with a faint trace of jealousy.
They had taken form from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, so logically, they should have inherited more of Father God's legacy.
But upon seeing this Pangu Phantom before them, they finally realized something.
What they had received was far from enough.
What could possibly be better than a method capable of summoning Pangu's phantom?
Hongjun was also astonished as he looked at the Pangu Phantom before him.
This was completely different from what the Heavenly Dao had told him.
He knew that the Witch Clan possessed this method.
But he had asked the Heavenly Dao about it beforehand.
It had said that he could easily resolve this method.
But now, it seemed that was complete bullshit.
The pressure emanating from the other side was even stronger than his own.
Just as he stood there in a daze, a trace of life suddenly appeared in Pangu's formerly vacant eyes.
He then looked toward Hongjun.
Pangu opened his mouth, and a voice rang out.
"I am Pangu, lord of the Primordial World. You have stolen my Dao Fruit. You deserve to die!"
"Axe, come!"
The moment those words fell, Yuanshi and Laozi were horrified.
Even Eastern Emperor Taiyi beside them panicked.
They could feel their Divine Treasures beginning to slip beyond their control.
And that feeling only grew stronger with time.
Pangu frowned and roared toward the heavens.
"Axe, come!"
Then three streams of light flew out from the three men.
They gathered before Pangu.
The three Divine Treasures gradually began to change, spinning madly.
Hongjun immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong.
Looking at Pangu now, he knew he had been set up.
He had only come to show off before the Witch Clan.
Yet he had run into Pangu. What fucking three-lifetime fortune!
He instantly recalled his days in the chaos, and a trace of panic rose in his heart.
"Heavenly Dao, this is what you said I could handle? How the hell am I supposed to handle this? Come out and explain yourself!"
"You take it, then! What kind of bullshit process is this?!"
The Heavenly Dao gave no response whatsoever.
Hongjun looked at the scene before him. The Pangu Axe was about to take shape.
A phantom had already formed. Once the three Divine Treasures filled it, it would undoubtedly become the World-Opening Supreme Treasure, the Pangu Axe.
Anxious, he immediately took out a Wooden Token.
He activated it with spiritual energy, and the Wooden Token shattered.
A streak of golden light appeared out of thin air and flew directly toward Pangu.
The golden light struck the Pangu Axe before him head-on.
Stimulated by the golden light, the three Divine Treasures stopped merging and instead hung suspended in the air.
This also drew the Pangu Phantom's attention. He turned to look at Hongjun.
"This method is not yours. One day, I will surely slay you!"
After saying that, Pangu swung out a palm. Horrified, Hongjun fled at once.
Yet he was still struck by the force of the palm.
He was instantly blasted away.
But when Pangu looked at the two members of the Demon Race before him, he raised his hand, only for it to begin slowly dissipating.
Then, as though he realized something, he led the Demon Race straight toward Mount Buzhou.
Seeing Pangu fly directly toward Mount Buzhou, Di Jun and Tai Yi stood stiffly in place, not daring to move at all.
The Demon Soldiers filling the sky also stood there, trembling.
A shadow had suddenly fallen over their hearts.
Even Di Jun began to feel a trace of regret.
What kind of existence was that?
He had sent Hongjun flying with a single slap.
How were they supposed to fight that?
With their Quasi-Sage cultivation?
But now, they felt that their cultivation was nothing more than a joke.
Countless Great Powers of the Primordial World were likewise frozen in place.
Only then did they realize just how powerful the Witch Clan truly was. Even Hongjun had no way to deal with them.
They could actually summon a phantom of Pangu.
If this continued, the Primordial World would truly fall under the Witch Clan's control.
At that thought, Laozi and Yuanshi exchanged a glance.
The two of them naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, the Divine Treasures that had flown out belonged to them.
Tongtian, standing nearby, had eyes full of admiration.
"Father God is so powerful! This is Father God! He is incredible!"
Yuanshi beside him wanted to slap the guy.
But Tongtian was not wrong. Pangu truly was powerful enough to make one tremble in fear.
After returning to Mount Buzhou, the Pangu Phantom vanished directly, and twelve figures fell into Pangu Great Hall.
All of them had completely fallen unconscious.
Yet a single sentence continued to echo by their ears.
"One day, when we fight again, I will surely slay the Heavenly Dao."
Countless eyes watched Mount Buzhou, only to find that it showed no reaction.
Things gradually calmed down, and many members of the Witch Clan were incomparably excited.
Not only had they achieved total victory in this battle, they had even seen Father God.
To the Witch Clan, not even heaven and earth could make them more excited than seeing Father God once.
But after their excitement faded, they discovered a problem.
Their Ancestor Witches were gone. By rights, after returning, the Ancestor Witches should have appeared and continued the battle.
Yet ever since they returned, the Ancestor Witches had not been seen again.
For a time, discussions erupted throughout the Witch Clan.
Outside Pangu Great Hall, Xingtian and the others had already come to wait anxiously.
But after waiting for a long time, they still did not see the people they were waiting for.
Seeing the situation before them, they could not help asking.
"What is going on? Why have the Ancestor Witches still not appeared?"
Countless people stared at Mount Buzhou, but in the end, there was not the slightest movement.
Yet no one dared to enter without permission.
After all, they had all witnessed that terrifying scene.
If Pangu had truly brought forth the Pangu Axe, a single strike might have split the Primordial World apart.
At this moment, it was not only the Demon Race who were panicking. Eastern King Duke on Purple Mansion Continent was as well.
He had originally been smug, ready to make a grand move.
But what happened today made him understand that making a grand move was impossible.
If he stepped forward, he might be targeted.
That could very well directly provoke the Witch Clan. When the axe came down, he would be the one to die.
"I should just stay quiet. Unifying the Primordial World can be left to the Witch Clan. We can't beat them!"
"Even a Sage was driven away. Fight my ass! The Witch Clan is far too ruthless!"
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