"Among those present, our god-fiend bodies were long since annihilated. Though we have cultivated anew and reshaped ourselves, we are far inferior to what we were back then. The vast majority of us retain only our comprehension of the Great Dao." Another god-fiend looked at Su Changqing and spoke.
"Dao Ancestor Changqing possesses a god-fiend body nearing the third transformation. Why not take the lead?"
Countless dangerous places lay hidden within the Wind Cave. Even the Corpse Ancestor was unwilling to enter lightly, let alone the other god-fiends, so most of them wanted Su Changqing to lead the way.
"I once killed a Chaos God-Fiend." Su Changqing swept his gaze across the several god-fiends who had spoken, his eyes cold and indifferent.
"Decayed god-fiends should have perished long ago! Man can conquer heaven. Without the resolve for World Creation, one can never possess the power of World Creation!"
"Born innately, miraculous creations of Chaos, natural favorites of the Three Thousand Great Daos, yet utterly devoid of ambition! If Pangu had not acted, all of you would have died at the end of the Chaos Epoch. Not one of you could have crossed the Dead Abyss!"
"Your god-fiend bodies fulfilled you, but they also bound you. Since you do not dare, I shall go alone!"
Su Changqing's voice was calm, yet incomparably bold. His bearing was lofty and majestic as he looked down upon the many god-fiends, his pressure truly overwhelming all directions. Every god-fiend's expression changed drastically, including the Corpse Ancestor and the Elf Goddess.
He stood above the firmament, his Divine Body held high as boundless golden light poured forth. He was overwhelmingly domineering, shaking the mortal realm.
"What a hero. I am far inferior to him. He is like Pangu from endless ages ago!" The Corpse Ancestor stared