The speed at which Wu Tian raised his hands was "slow."
In reality, it was merely Wu Tian's own perception...
In that instant,
Wu Tian seemed to exhaust every ounce of strength in his body. As his hands formed an empty grasp, a phantom took shape between them, and the space-time of the surrounding world seemed to undergo a transformation.
It was instantly suppressed by Wu Tian!
Space stabilized.
Time, too, froze in that instant.
The Creation Jade Plate had already fallen before Wu Tian, yet it came to a direct halt in midair, unable to descend any further...
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was horrified.
With a turn of his mana, he hurriedly resisted this imposing force, while inwardly crying out:
"Pangu!"
"The Heaven-Opening Axe..."
How was that possible?
It had fused so easily?
Was Pangu really so partial to Wu Tian? He said he would fuse the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they fused. He said he would merge with the Three Pure Ones, and they merged?
Was there no justice left at all?
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Three Heaven-Opening Marks flew out.
They appeared directly within Wu Tian's empty-grasping palms!
The gray marks danced through the air, circling one another... Their speed grew faster and faster as their auras continuously merged. In an instant, an indescribable force scattered downward, descending directly upon Wu Tian's body.
The moment this force appeared,
the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner seemed to be drawn by some mysterious attraction. They flew directly out from Taiqing and Yuanshi's primordial spirits, heading toward Wu Tian's hands...
Even the Chaos Bell flew out at the same time!
Taiyi, who had already fused with the Chaos Bell, was forced out in that instant. His connection with the Chaos Bell was severed, and he fell toward the Primordial Wilderness below.
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