This was the brand-new version of the Pangu System!
If the system had been an inseparable part of Fan Lang, then that part had now returned. This was no mere gimmick, but a real system—a truly "brand new" version.
The new Pangu System had been developed entirely by Fan Lang himself. It belonged to him alone. It was no longer a gift bestowed by others, nor did he need to fear being controlled by anyone else.
This was the system that truly belonged to him. It had nothing to do with anyone else.
Of course, the inner structure of the new system inevitably drew upon the old system. He could not possibly build it from nothing. The foundations of the two systems were connected.
What Fan Lang sought was for Out of the Blue Comes Better Than Blue, not total upheaval.
Not everything in the world could be overturned.
With this new system, Fan Lang no longer had to be at another's mercy. He could break the deadlock before him and fight for a sliver of hope.
The system's power returned in full, sprouting from every particle in Fan Lang's body like bamboo shoots after the rain. It swiftly filled his entire body, restoring his strength to its peak.
The new system was still immature, like a newborn child. Calling it a semi-finished product would not be an exaggeration. In terms of foundation, it still could not compare to the old system, but that could not be helped.
Raising a towering building from flat ground and creating such a new system was already an unprecedented feat.
Fan Lang now seemed to have come back to life, shedding the lifeless aura from moments ago.
Crack!
Crack!
The chains binding Fan Lang snapped one after another, and the ritual formation around him