He Was Still Young

As for Wuxiang, his methods were the most bizarre.

His figure, poised between illusion and reality, suddenly became extremely blurry, almost fading away entirely.

And at that very moment—

A constantly shifting face suddenly appeared on Pangu's body!

It was Wuxiang's face. It emerged from Pangu's back, followed by his shoulders, chest, waist...

One face after another, densely packed and layered upon layer!

Each face wore a faint smile and appeared quite peaceful, yet they carried an indescribably cold and sinister chill.

An ordinary eighth-level Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal would likely go mad after just one glance!

Even more terrifyingly, they opened their mouths and began slowly chewing Pangu's flesh and blood—which rivaled a Chaos Spirit Treasure—as though nobles savoring a fine meal.

At last—

That ball of flesh finally moved.

It did not attack Pangu.

Countless tentacles instantly swelled, like billions of spikes piercing through Chaos. They tore apart spacetime and every connection in an instant, growing out from Pangu's mouth, nose, and eyes as they reached for the two Chaos Supreme Treasures.

Four ninth-level beings.

Four entirely different attacks.

All descended upon Pangu at once!

That terrifying Dao Rhyme nearly enveloped the entire Primordial Wilderness universe.

At that moment, all of Chaos wailed.

It was as though the Primordial Wilderness universe itself was about to collapse completely!

They nearly possessed the might Pangu had wielded during World Creation!

Even the mere aftershocks sent the dozen or so Primordial Tai Chi experts watching from afar vomiting blood and fleeing in madness!!

Hong Yuan alone remained completely unharmed.

The instant Xu and the other three launched their attacks, Pangu had already teleported him and the Universe Cauldron elsewhere.

Hong Yuan could even sense an invisible force field Pangu had left upon him.

That force field held no offensiveness, no