Turning Their Own Trick Against Them

The Pangu Phantom sat cross-legged opposite Cangyuan, a hint of consideration in his gaze. "What do you plan to do?"

Cangyuan was silent for a moment, his gaze turning into the depths of the void, as if it could pierce Pangu's concealing curtain and see that boundless land being eroded by the Black Tide.

"Think about it from his perspective." Cangyuan slowly spoke. "He invaded the Chaos Era with such fanfare, poured out his entire nest, personally took command, and spent five hundred million years searching for our traces."

"It isn't hard to see the problem he's facing, and why he so urgently wants to find me."

Pangu raised a brow. "Oh? Tell me."

Cangyuan held up one finger. "First, that half Dao Fruit is definitely in his hands, but he has no way to deal with that Dao Fruit. He needs to use me as a breakthrough point to grasp that half Dao Fruit."

"Second."

He held up a second finger. "The fact that he's in such a hurry means that Dao Fruit has driven him into a corner."

Pangu nodded in agreement when he heard this. "That Emperor Cang has a few tricks up his sleeve, but without entering the Daluo Heaven, he is ultimately an ant."

"If you do not enter the Daluo Heaven, then no matter how stunningly talented and matchless in brilliance you are, don't even think of shaking the methods of the Daluo Heaven, let alone the Dao Fruit of the Daluo Heaven."

Pangu added, "You see things clearly."

Cangyuan continued, "He came invading with such great fanfare, and the matter behind it is already on the verge of revealing itself. He covets me. He needs me as a bridge to refine that Dao Fruit."

"And no matter what, I have to take back