Wu: With My Body, I Forge Your Path to the Great Dao!

Zhou Ming led the others through the violent Chaos Turbulence for a long time before finally finding a relatively calm region of Chaos.

With a thought, Pangu Hall, which had safeguarded the Wu Clan's Fortune for countless Eons, flew out of his body.

He waved his hand, and Pangu Hall, which had safeguarded the Wu Clan's boundless Fortune, flew out of his body.

It became an ancient, towering palace, floating silently amid the desolation.

A vast, weighty aura spread from it, pushing back the surrounding currents of Chaos and forming a domain of absolute safety.

"Everyone, go inside."

Zhou Ming's voice broke the silence.

"Treat your injuries first. Return to your peak condition."

"We'll deal with everything else later."

Di Jiang, Zhu Rong, and the other Ancestral Wu nodded silently, as did Zhen Yuanzi, Tongtian, and the rest.

One by one, they turned into streaks of light and flew into Pangu Hall.

This was no time for grief. They had to recover their strength as soon as possible if they were to avenge their fallen companions.

Each found a Quiet Room and devoted themselves to healing.

The vast Pangu Hall soon fell silent, save for the hum of circulating Laws.

Zhou Ming stood in the center of the hall. He was about to find a place to enter seclusion, restore himself to his peak, and contemplate the threshold of the Hunyuan Infinite Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

Just then, a faint golden speck drifted toward him from the Depths of Pangu Hall.

It was Wu's Primordial Spirit.

After its initial nurturing by Pangu's aura within Pangu Hall, his Primordial Spirit had grown a little more substantial. Yet it remained so weak that it seemed ready to go out at any moment.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming."

A thought emerged from the