Danzhu was dying.
The sacrificial flames burned through the ages and ignited ten thousand eras. Once he embarked on this road, there was no turning back.
However, in the final moments of his life, he decided to do something.
He called for Yinglong and had her come forward.
Yinglong hesitated for a moment. She warily watched the demon commander Shang Yang, tightened her claws, and faintly revealed several forbidden weapons of mass destruction.
Some originated from Nuwa, some from the Emperor Yan, and the origins of others could not be discerned at all. Yet their threatening auras were more than enough, as if warning Shang Yang—
She was not someone to be trifled with!
Who was the person with the most complicated connections and the strongest backing in the Primordial World?
That would undoubtedly be her!
She had been Nuwa's driver.
She had been the Emperor Yan's teacher.
She had been the Yellow Emperor's enforcer.
She had met the Dao Ancestor.
She was an unregistered relative of the Dragon Ancestor.
And in the foreseeable future, she would still have to work for the Xia Hou Clan.
And so on and so forth.
Who was the number one person with connections in the Primordial World?!
Yinglong's body leaned back in a tactical retreat. If she ranked second, no one would dare claim first place.
If someone could achieve Pangu through the Great Dao of "connections," it would undoubtedly be Yinglong.
Shang Yang looked at her, the corner of his mouth twitching. He wanted to speak but ultimately said nothing. He merely turned a blind eye and allowed her to act.
Only then did Yinglong step forward and walk to Danzhu's side.
The two former opponents met again. As they looked at each other, both felt that times had changed and nothing