Slayer of Chaos, Ying Bu of the Tide Listening Pavilion!

But his opponent had never imagined that the Three Pure Ones, born of Pangu's primordial spirit, possessed such terrifying means of fighting to the death. They had nearly taken him down with them.

Once he recovered, he flew into a rage and set out to destroy the entire Primordial World. Just as his strike was about to reach the Nine Netherworlds, something frightened him into retreat.

Wait. That God-Fiend came from the Tide Listening Pavilion?

Su Changqing suddenly thought of something and turned to Pangu, only to find his face grim, his killing intent surging to the heavens.

"If the Tide Listening Pavilion learned of my Annihilation, they might well come here to collect my remains," Pangu said coldly. "But whoever dared try to destroy my world deserves to die!"

He spread his palm, revealing a Green Lotus Leaf. Within it flowed the boundless River of Time, as though an unseen pair of hands were turning it back.

A terrifying world appeared, with a supreme aura moving through it. Yet it was filled with deathly stillness, as though the world itself had died.

Countless dead stars surrounded it. Its moons and suns, along with the Great Dao of heaven and earth and all things, had all been buried.

Countless Divine Spirit Phantoms stood there, where Myriad Daos Intertwined and Laws Burning raged.

Some of the divine spirits shimmered with Death Qi, vast and terrifying even with their heads severed. Others stood in the depths of the Death Abyss, their Divine Bodies cut in half at the waist. Their auras were dreadful; some had even reached Three Revolutions God-Fiend.

"A Chaos World sacrificed whole. What a grand undertaking!" Pangu's gaze deepened. "They sacrificed this world to pierce the Death Abyss and reach the Primordial World."

"Let me see who he is!"