At those words, Li Yun immediately understood.
Immunity to probing and destruction—wasn't that precisely what characterized Pangu Hall?
He had previously assumed it was because Pangu Hall had been formed from Pangu's skull, making its inherent toughness a given.
But now, that seemed entirely wrong. Its defenses alone were only so strong. A Pangu Hall formed from a skull was certainly sturdy, but it could not truly withstand an Innate Supreme Treasure, much less a combined assault by Saints.
Even in the recorded Witch-Demon War, the Twelve Ancestor Witches had summoned the Pangu Flesh Body through the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, while the Demon Clan had deployed the Grand Formation of the Stars. Both sides had unleashed destructive power on par with Saints.
Under those circumstances, heaven and earth had collapsed, shattered, and fallen apart, yet Pangu Hall, situated in the very heart of the battlefield, had remained unscathed.
Now it seemed that its supposedly formidable defenses most likely came from the power bestowed by these twelve inheritance grounds.
This world was even connected to both the Primordial World and Chaos. It existed outside the Primordial World yet also within it, so no one could detect what was happening here—not even the so-called Heavenly Dao!
"I understand."
Nodding, Li Yun looked at Pan Yin and asked, "What about that fellow who calls himself Pangu?"
"Is he one of you inheritance rules? Or is he something else entirely?"
At those words, Pan Yin frowned.
He did not know what exactly was going on, nor did he know who was calling himself Pangu.
But he could tell that something was definitely wrong about this matter, and that there was something different about the fellow himself.
At that thought, Pan Yin immediately said, "I'm not really sure either."
"After all, we haven't