Houtu's Concession

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze from the Pangu Realm and turned to look at everyone.

"Daoist Friends, what are your plans next?"

"Will you stay with us in Pangu Hall to cultivate, or each open your own Dao Field?"

Zhen Yuanzi was the first to shake his head.

"Daoist Friend, you are too courteous."

"We appreciate Daoist Friend Zhou Ming's kind intentions."

"We have disturbed you in Pangu Hall for tens of thousands of years already, and are ashamed of it."

"Now that the foreign enemies have been eliminated and heaven and earth are stable, it would be unreasonable for us to continue occupying Pangu Hall."

Tongtian stood with both hands behind his back, a rare trace of ease on his cold, stern face.

"Daoist Friend Zhen Yuanzi is right."

"Chaos is boundless, just right for cultivators like us."

"If each of us opens our own Dao Field, we can also form horns with the Pangu Realm, and if foreign enemies come to invade, we can look after one another."

West Queen Mother and Wangshu exchanged a glance, then nodded together.

"That is our intention as well."

Zhou Ming looked at everyone and slowly nodded.

"Good."

He raised a hand and pointed at the vast Chaos around them.

"Since you have all made up your minds, I will not keep you any longer."

"Daoist Friends, choose your own places in the Chaos around the Pangu Realm and open your Dao Fields."

"If there are any problems, we can communicate in time."

"Excellent." Zhen Yuanzi gave Zhou Ming and the Twelve Ancestral Witches a deep bow.

"Then I will take the first step."

As his words fell, he transformed into an earthy-yellow stream of light and flew toward a stable region deep in the Chaos.

"Everyone, farewell."

Tongtian was concise. He