Still One Axe

The Creation Mark sensed that Cangyuan was under mortal threat and activated automatically.

Pangu's appearance made even the void where these Dao Venerables were holding council sway violently, as if it could not withstand Pangu's pressure.

After the Pangu Phantom appeared, the entire crowd burst into uproar!

Their reactions differed.

Everyone from the Prehistoric World instantly felt their bodies and Primordial Spirits lighten; the crushing weight of having their vital energy locked onto by a Dao Venerable's Great Dao vanished without a trace.

Looking at the towering figure of the Pangu Phantom, everyone from the Prehistoric World immediately felt at ease.

And they smiled.

Did they really think we had no foundation to rely on?

Daoist Prime Source's weathered eyes stirred slightly, and shock gripped his heart. "Twelfth Heaven of Dao Venerable?!"

Daoist Prime Source himself was also an existence at the Twelfth Heaven of Dao Venerable, and from the Pangu Phantom, he could sense an aura no weaker than his own!

This left Daoist Prime Source no choice but to treat him with caution.

Sword Venerable was stunned. He looked at the Pangu Phantom, then at Daoist Prime Source's group, his gaze seeming to say: Who is this?

Your Dao Venerable?

But didn't your Dao Venerable fall while covering your retreat?

Emperor Phoenix, who had originally intended to step in and assist Sword Venerable, stopped.

She watched this scene with great interest.

Zangdixing: "Oh-ho, here comes a big hello."

Green Emperor: "..."

Origin Emperor: "..."

The Pangu Phantom slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on Origin Emperor. His voice was calm, yet it was like the first roar when heaven and earth were first split open. "You just said... who was going to teach my Prehistoric World the rules?"

Origin Emperor's pressure collapsed in an instant.

He looked