Gonggong broke through the seal and vanished without a trace. The Witch Clan was searching for him, the Demon Clan was searching for him, and those with schemes and ulterior motives were searching for him too. The whole world was looking for him.
The entire Prehistoric Universe was in an uproar...
The Witch Clan sensed something was amiss immediately. Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and the other Ancestral Witches had already set out from the Underworld, following that long-lost trace of aura as they searched everywhere.
They were worried about Gonggong's safety, but also angry that he had run off the moment he got out without even saying hello.
This brother was no brother at all, hmph!
The Demon Clan moved just as swiftly. Taiyi secretly cast a net over heaven and earth, his gaze blazing.
Gonggong had smashed Buzhou Mountain back then. Now that he had escaped, the Heavenly Emperor's debt might have been settled, but the Demon Clan's debt had not!
More importantly, there was the Twelve Dutian Divine Fiend Formation! The Demon Clan's lack of a Hunyuan-level formation was a thorn in the hearts of every Demon Clan higher-up.
I might not use it, but I can't not have it! Besides, they had possessed it once before!
Then there were those gods and devils with hidden agendas, along with reclusive factions concealing their plots. They too sprang into action, searching everywhere for Gonggong's trail.
Capture him! Use him! Ignite another round of war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan.
That big fool would definitely be useful...
For a time, the Four Seas Eight Wastelands, rivers, lakes, and seas were all turned upside down by the various factions.
Everyone was searching.
Everyone was watching.
Meanwhile, Gonggong had already slipped into an ancient secluded sea realm that had once