Pangu: Makes Sense, But I Don't Like It

Pangu: That Makes Sense, but I Don't Like It. Daoist Prime Source took a step forward, placing himself between Origin Emperor and the Pangu Phantom.

Ancient, primordial Taichu qi spread from all around him, like a sea of vital energy that had yet to divide, temporarily halting the spread of the Axe Mark that was constantly expanding across Origin Emperor's Dao Fruit.

Twelfth Heaven of Dao Venerable!?

Pangu was somewhat surprised.

This Daoist Prime Source was actually also an existence at the Twelfth Heaven of Dao Venerable.

That was a little interesting.

Daoist Prime Source faced the Pangu Phantom, his tone calm yet solemn. "Fellow Daoist, stop while you're ahead."

The Pangu Phantom lowered his head to look at Daoist Prime Source. There was no hostility in his gaze, but there was no yielding either. "Stop while I'm ahead?"

"Just now, when this wretch bullied the small with the great and forced the living beings of my Prehistoric World to kneel, why did you not step forward and tell him to stop while he was ahead?"

Daoist Prime Source fell silent for a moment.

The Pangu Phantom continued, "At the end of the day, was it not because you saw the living beings of my Prehistoric World as weak and easy to bully?"

"When you saw that Origin Emperor could suppress them, you stood by with folded arms."

"Now that you see I can suppress Origin Emperor, you step out to stop me."

Daoist Prime Source met Pangu's gaze frankly. "What Fellow Daoist says is correct."

"But ask your own heart—would Fellow Daoist make an enemy of an existence at the same level for the sake of a swarm of ants?"

The void suddenly fell silent.

He continued, "Origin Emperor is at the Tenth Heaven of Dao Venerable. With him