Even with his current strength, Pangu could fight a Late-Stage Primordial Emperor, but he was no match for a Source Beast at the peak of the Primordial Emperor realm.
Not even with Xiao Qing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches beside him.
At that critical moment, Xiao Qing sent out a clone. In its hand was an Evil Spirit Race captive at the Primordial Supreme level.
Li Xinghe had told her to prepare one. If trouble arose, an Evil Spirit Race captive would be the best way to draw the attention of the most powerful Primordial Source Beasts.
Sure enough, Xiao Qing's clone flew toward the entrance to the Primordial Grotto-Heaven with the captive, and the Primordial Source Beast was drawn away at once.
As the beasts had been made, killing the Evil Spirit Race was their highest priority. Whenever one appeared within their senses, they would abandon everything else to hunt it down.
At the sight, everyone looked at Xiao Qing with gratitude. Without her, even if they had escaped total annihilation, most of them would have died or been wounded.
Had they known, they would have followed her example and captured a few members of the Evil Spirit Race in advance, keeping them under their control to save their lives at a critical moment.
Unfortunately, the Evil Spirit Race had long since scattered across the Primordial World. Even if they wanted to find any now, they could not.
Pangu, meanwhile, gave the people from the Primordial Star Sea a cold look. Did they really think they were safe just because the Primordial Source Beast was gone?
The next moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches attacked together. "Everyone, it's time to settle the score for your siege of the Pangu Clan all those years ago."
"Damn you, Pangu Clan remnants! Do