Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation!

Zhou Ming devoted his entire focus to every clash with the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao was right. This was a war of attrition, and time was not on his side.

Under Zhou Ming's control, Pangu True Body's attacks suddenly became unpredictable.

The previous axe strike had been earth-shattering, carrying dense Pangu's Will and forcing the Heavenly Dao to exert its full strength to activate the Jade Plate of Creation in defense.

Yet the very next strike went soft. It looked fierce, but in truth, it contained only thirty percent of its power.

Pangu's Will remained poised but unfired.

The Heavenly Dao habitually activated the Jade Plate of Creation, sending down hundreds of millions of rays of clear light as it prepared for another heaven-shaking collision.

However, when the axe fell, it merely sent a ring of ripples across the shield of clear light before bouncing away weakly.

The force had been used in the wrong place.

It felt like a mortal punching cotton with all his strength, leaving him indescribably stifled.

There was no change in the Heavenly Dao's expression, but a barely perceptible fluctuation appeared within its flawless, perfectly balanced will.

Again.

How many times had this been already?

The Heavenly Dao stood amidst Chaos.

The Jade Plate of Creation slowly revolved above its head.

Feint after feint.

At last, a trace of impatience seeped into the Heavenly Dao's indifferent will.

"Zhou Ming, are you toying with me?"

"What a tedious trick."

"Since you like hiding, then there is no need to hide anymore."

The instant its words fell, the Heavenly Dao stopped defending passively.

It actually charged toward Pangu True Body, abandoning the distant war of attrition and choosing the most primal, brutal form of close-quarters combat.

"You cannot bear to expend Pangu's Will, so I... will