Jade Palace

"After you reach Tide Listening Pavilion, you need not spread word that my true spirit is failing. Just tell the other two pavilion masters." Pangu wore a blue-green robe, his lean muscles hard as stone, yet he carried an air of scholarly grace.

As a Sixth-Revolution Great God-Fiend, he was one of Tide Listening Pavilion's pillars. If news of his death spread, chaos would surely follow.

Moreover, the place where a Great God-Fiend had risen held countless treasures. The Primordial World would draw an endless stream of covetous eyes.

Su Changqing frowned slightly. He understood what Pangu meant, but the Gods and Demons had already come!

There had been the war between Gods and Demons a hundred thousand years ago, when all Six Saints fell, shattering the Primordial Continent and turning the Thirty-Three Heavens into countless worlds and planes.

And the three god-fiends Su Changqing had faced—the Soul Screamer, the Crimson God-Fiend, and the Life-and-Death Two-Faced—had also claimed Pangu was dead.

Clearly, even if Pangu's death had never been announced, some beings knew!

Su Changqing concealed nothing. In a few moments, he told Pangu everything.

If Pangu truly had some plan in reserve, this information could be crucial.

"When I left the Chaos Continent to search for the source of order, only the other two pavilion masters knew."

Pangu's pupils contracted at the news. Without hesitation, he looked at Su Changqing and said, "It seems you cannot join Tide Listening Pavilion. If something has happened within it, I have no way to stop it."

He had spent nearly half a Chaos Epoch here, devoting all his strength to protecting his true spirit from collapse. He had been virtually blind to the outside world.

That span was little compared with the long ages of the Chaos Universe. But the sheer vastness