The Might of Pangu's Hand

The moment Ancient Worm Lord roared, the World Will finally unleashed its power.

The efforts of the past several eras had been to give the "World Will" its own "brain," and now it possessed its own "hands"!

The winds and clouds changed color as golden light rose from all directions, forming a golden palm that reached from heaven to earth. Its sheer vastness covered the entire western continent, and the whole world trembled beneath that giant golden hand!

Pangu's Hand!

Those shadowy figures reacted swiftly and immediately tried to flee.

But how could a weapon painstakingly developed by so many civilizations be so easily countered?

The space suddenly became viscous, and time itself slowed to an extreme. It was as though golden liquid had poured backward into it, congealing everything in space into amber, leaving every living creature with nowhere to hide!

The golden palm had initially been enormous, but it swiftly shrank. In the blink of an eye, it became a mountain, changing from a palm into a finger in the sky. As if guided by divine insight, it struck in an instant!

The earth-shattering blow was blindingly brilliant. The intense idealistic fluctuations directly surpassed the detection limits of every artificial satellite in space!

The strike tore through the Black Mist on the surface, shattered the nearby mountains, and slammed the God of Conversion before Ancient Worm Lord straight into the depths of the earth, leaving behind only a pitch-black hole thousands of kilometers deep!

Magma surged upward and erupted forth.

In that fleeting clash, it seemed possible to glimpse the confrontation between "Pangu's Malice" and "Pangu's Benevolence." It was not merely a contest between laws, but a collision of Pangu's various thoughts from before his death—everyone was a contradiction of thought, and only the intertwining of good and